I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

"But, uncle, I'm still young..." An Ruo held back her rebuttal for a long time.

Ling Shaoqing was choked suddenly.

When he gave the betrothal gift, he didn't think much at all. He only thought about not letting that bastard Ling Yue ruin his life. The savior he had been looking for for so many years naturally wanted to stay with him.

But now, the intention of giving a betrothal gift is to marry An Ruo.

An Ruo would have three months to turn eighteen, and two years to reach the legal age of marriage.

Although he insists on exercising and taking good care of himself every day and looks young and promising, he is already thirty-five years old.

An Ruo is now 17 years older!

It's really not an exaggeration for An Ruo to call him uncle.

Such a big age difference made Ling Shaoqing afraid to move forward. He admitted that he had never been attracted to any woman in these years.

He also admitted that his feelings for An Ruo were different, but was this difference because he wanted to repay her, or because he liked her? Even he couldn't figure it out.

An Ruo is still young, and there are endless possibilities in the future.

Ling Shaoqing thought about it again and again, and finally raised his eyes to look at An Ruo and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I won't touch you. As long as you stay by my side, I can guarantee that Ling Yue won't dare to touch you either."

"Ok?"

An Ruo probably didn't understand what he meant. She tilted her head and looked at him, as if waiting for him to explain in detail.

"What I mean is that I am your guardian now. Since you call me uncle, I will be responsible for you. You just need to live here with peace of mind. I will take care of you until you really have the ability to live independently."

"Uncle, you mean you won't force me to marry you? If I have the ability to live independently, will you let me go?"

Ling Shaoqing nodded: "Of course, you are free."

"But..." An Ruo was full of doubts and stared at Ling Shaoqing with her big eyes for a long time: "What good will this do to you? Uncle, what is your purpose?"

Although An Ruo is weak, she is not stupid.

This matter is like pie in the sky. Why would Ling Shaoqing, the most powerful man in the capital, help a little girl who has nothing like this?

Ling Shaoqing's original purpose was to repay the little girl for saving her life.

In addition, he must fulfill his promise to the little girl.

When the little girl asked him to run for his life first, he said that he would definitely come back and take her away.

But if you say this, can An Ruo believe it?

Do you think he is making up a story?

Ling Shaoqing, who was all-powerful in the shopping mall and was decisive when facing any opponent, was now timid in order to let the little girl stay, fearing that if he didn't say the right words, the little girl would lose the goodwill she had just established towards him.

"You think I do one good deed every day?"

Well, this is even less convincing.

An Ruo frowned, and Ling Shaoqing quickly added: "Otherwise, if we sign the agreement, it means that you are free. Little girl and uncle have no ill intentions, they just want to protect you."

An Ruo signed the agreement drawn up by Ling Shaoqing in a daze. When she returned to the room, the more she thought about it, the more wrong she became. Why did she feel like she had been sold?

Downstairs, Ling Shaoqing put away the agreement and took a deep breath. He felt as if he had abducted an underage girl.

However, An Ruo had just promised him that she would stay here at least until her birthday.

The transnational meeting in the evening could no longer be postponed. Not long after Ling Shaoqing left, Ji Kai came to the villa with the restored relics.

An Ruo's eyes instantly turned red as she looked at the half-burned wooden box that Ji Kai held carefully with his gloves on.

"Thank you, Brother Ji."

Ji Kai was flattered: "Miss An, you're welcome. These are all what the president ordered me to do."

"Well, please help me, brother Ji, to thank uncle."

How can I do this for you?

"Miss An, I'd better thank you personally. I don't think the president wants me to do it for you."

After the two briefly exchanged greetings, Ji Kai left the villa and rushed back to the company.

An Ruo carefully placed her mother's relics on the table. There was nothing inside.

All that was left was a half-burned diary, and inside the diary was a half-burned photo that looked like a family portrait.

However, the photo was severely damaged, and most of the portraits were blurred.

An Ruo carefully touched the portraits in the photo, and when she saw one of the young women in a white dress, tears fell without warning.

This must be her mother. Although the photo is blurry, at first glance, the woman's facial profile is almost exactly the same as hers.

The other people in this photo are probably my mother's relatives.

An Ruo looked at the photo and felt an unquenchable sadness in her heart.

Zhao Shiguang once said that when his mother came to see him, she was alone.

At that time, the mother was pregnant with the child. Zhao Shiguang once asked the mother who the father of the child was, but the mother remained silent.

Zhao Shiguang didn't even know anything about his mother's life experience. He only said that his mother was suddenly transferred to their school at that time, but she was rarely in school and everyone rarely saw her.

When his mother came to Zhao Shiguang later, Zhao Shiguang was also surprised.

He was just lucky enough to hand over a love letter to An Ruo's mother at school, leaving his contact information on it, that's all.

An Ruo rubbed the photo and suddenly had the idea of ​​​​finding her mother's family.

Maybe they don't know about their mother's death yet, or maybe they are also looking for their mother.

The half-burned notebook was the clue.

However, there were only a few words on it, and no useful information could be pieced together. The remaining writing only mentioned home many times. She thought that her mother must be homesick.

She kept these things carefully, and her expectation of finding her mother's family was not easy to realize.

It is known that her mother's name is Su Yin, but she only knows this name. With a damaged and blurry photo, trying to find her mother's family is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, Anruo will not give up.

For the first 18 years, she lived submissively in the Zhao family, without any hope or light in her life.

Then, she finally found her goal!

……

Early the next morning.

Uncle Li, the housekeeper, knocked on the door.

An Ruo didn't sleep well last night. She kept dreaming, and her dreams were all kinds of weird. One moment she was bullied by Zhao Minmin, the next moment Qin Su yelled at her, and there were even monsters chasing her.

But every time she was about to wake up from a nightmare, she would dream that she was in a white mist, and a figure was telling her, don't be afraid to wait for me.

This figure has appeared in her dreams for ten years. Every time she wants to see that figure clearly through the white mist, she wakes up.

Today, she finally felt that the fog had lightened up a bit, and the figure in the dream had some outlines. Just as she was about to go up and take a look, she was woken up by the housekeeper's knock on the door.

An Ruo closed her eyes and wanted to continue her dream, but Uncle Li outside the door said again: "Miss, the Zhao family is outside and wants to see you!"