"Me? I'm just an ordinary person," Lin Fan replied with a dismissive smile.

"I don't believe it!" Qiu Ruohan retorted, tilting her delicate nose.

"I'm not lying to you. Everything I said is true! I was an orphan since I was a child, raised by an old man. He was strict but caring, and he gave me a home and a happy childhood."

Recalling those stories from his childhood, Lin Fan couldn't help but reveal a look of yearning in his eyes, a longing for the pure and untouched past that resided in his heart.

"When I was a kid, I often took my friends to the top of the mountain and pointed at the sun, saying, someday, I'll shoot you down! I once arrogantly believed the entire world was mine, that I was a god in this world."

"But the reality was much harsher than I imagined. In the environment we grew up in, we had to leave the mountain and live on our own once we came of age. I too was sent down the mountain by the old man at the age of eighteen!"

"Back then, I made a lot of friends. We were full of spirit, thinking that we could work together to carve out our own corner of the world. But things didn't go as planned. I watched as those brothers fell one by one before my eyes."

"At that time, I realized humans are so insignificant. In the face of death, everyone is equal, and no one can fight with the Death God. I was in despair, my eyes filled only with hatred. I set off on a path of insane revenge, killing all who needed to die, sacrificing their blood for the souls of my fallen brothers!"

Crack, crack~

The sound of Lin Fan's tightly clenched fists resounded twice, as bloodshot lines appeared in his eyes. Like a beast that had gone wild, a sinister aura seeped from his open pores.

Qiu Ruohan was alarmed, quickly grasping Lin Fan's tightly clenched fists and burying her head deep in his embrace.

Feeling the warmth in his arms and the softness of the little hands gripping his fists, Lin Fan did not want his murderous aura to taint this innocent girl. He took a deep breath, suppressing the killing intent in his heart.

Lin Fan gently rubbed Qiu Ruohan's small head, smiled, and said, "To be honest, I'm not a good person; I've killed people. Are you afraid of me?"

"Not afraid!" Qiu Ruohan raised her head, stubbornly meeting Lin Fan's gaze, and shook her head, "I don't care if you have killed people, Lin. In my heart, you're always a hero. You're kind, and I'll always see you as my big brother."

"I didn't expect you to think that way," Lin Fan was somewhat surprised.

"Of course! The first time at the airport, you helped me land a job as a flight attendant. The second time, when my mom was critically ill, it was you, Lin, who saved her. The third time, at the beauty salon, I was harassed by the boss, and it was again Lin who helped me and entrusted me with managing a multi-million beauty salon. Today, this is the fourth time, and once again, it's Lin who helped me!"

"These all show that Lin is a good person. I believe even if you killed someone, they were people who deserved it!"

Qiu Ruohan stared at Lin Fan with eyes full of trust, persistence, and a hint of infatuation. No matter what Lin Fan did, Qiu Ruohan would unconditionally believe in him.

This kind of trust warmed Lin Fan's heart. Since his frenzied creation of the Third World War, this was the first time he felt that apart from his brothers to whom he could entrust his back without reservation, a woman could do the same!

"Alright, silly girl, let's go to sleep. We need to get up early to go to the beauty salon in the morning," Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Okay! Hold me to sleep, Lin," Qiu Ruohan replied obediently, showing a sweet smile on her face. She spread her arms around Lin Fan's waist and rested her head on his firm chest. Her long and beautiful eyelashes fluttered like little fans, then slowly closed.

The rain outside continued to fall, tapping against the window with a "pitter-patter," and the thunder rolled on with a "rumble." But for the two inside, it was a beautiful symphony, a lullaby before sleep, warm and wonderful.

...

The next morning, after a night of rain, the air was very fresh. The breeze on one's cheek felt cool.

Lin Fan had a restful sleep that night, and when he woke up, the lovely person by his side was already gone, leaving only a warm blanket with a faint scent lingering.

After getting up and leaving the room, Qiu Ruohan had already prepared breakfast. Mrs. Qiu quickly invited Lin Fan for a meal. After last night's "deep understanding," although Qiu Ruohan was still a little shy around Lin Fan, she was no longer as bashful as before.

After breakfast, just as Lin Fan started the car, Ye Fei'Er called. When Lin Fan answered, he was immediately greeted by Ye Fei'Er's roar: "Lin Fan, where on earth are you? What time do you think it is? The beauty salon opens at 8:58, do you even care about the salon at all?"

Lin Fan scratched his ear and said, "I say, Ye, my good mood of the morning has been ruined by your yelling. I'm almost there."

"Hurry up! Sixuan is already on her way. I won't talk to you now; I need to call Hanhan. She's usually early, so why isn't she here yet?" Ye Fei'Er pondered.

Lin Fan grinned at Qiu Ruohan and pointed to the phone in his hand, "Sister Qiu, Ye's talking behind your back."

"No way..." Qiu Ruohan said softly, then quickly spoke into the phone, "Fei'Er Sister, I'm with Lin, and we're on our way to the beauty salon now."

"Why are you two together?" Ye Fei'Er sounded a bit surprised.

"Of course, I slept over at Sister Qiu's last night. Alright, let's talk when we meet later," Lin Fan replied.

Without waiting for Ye Fei'Er to accuse him with "Lin, explain yourself, how did you end up sleeping at Qiu Ruohan's house," Lin Fan hung up, called Su Yanyu to get leave, and drove to Ruofan Beauty Salon!

Upon reaching the beauty salon, Lin Fan had just parked his car when he saw Ye Fei'Er striding over with her long legs, looking furious. She glared at Lin Fan with a fierce look and snapped, "You, Lin Fan! How dare you hang up on me? Are you tired of living?"

"Uh... well, you see, my brain was still a bit fuzzy in the morning and I pressed the wrong button," Lin Fan said helplessly, too afraid of Ye Fei'Er's ferocity, and made up an excuse.

"Hmph! Only a fool would believe you," Ye Fei'Er turned her head with a cold snort, "Tell me, what's going on? How did you end up spending the night at Hanhan's house? Lin, Hanhan is such an innocent girl, you better not have any ulterior motives."

"Fei'Er Sister, Lin was just joking. He knew my home is quite far from here, so he came to pick me up," Qiu Ruohan quickly answered before Lin Fan could speak.

Though Ye Fei'Er could throw a tantrum at Lin Fan, she adored the pure-hearted girl, Qiu Ruohan. Smiling, she said, "Hanhan, you need to be careful of this Lin; he's a complete scoundrel."

"I think Lin is great. Fei'Er Sister, Lin, why don't you two chat; I'll go change," Qiu Ruohan said with a smile, then headed towards the beauty salon.

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