"But... you're wearing..."
Only then did he realize that the outfit he was wearing was the same one that he had worn the day before for dinner with his grandfather.
"If I were the Jin she knows, I wouldn't be able to afford to wear things like this.
"However, after all that we went through last night, I don't wish to conceal my identity anymore. After all, I'll have to tell her who I really am sooner or later. If I do it now, it'll just be a bit sooner than originally planned.
"And once she knows my real identity, it'll be easier for me to take her under my wing."
"Even if I'm dressed differently, I'm still Jin, right?" he asked with a faint smile as he looked at her.
At that moment, even if Ling Yiran had been an idiot, she would have been able to sense that something was wrong. She realized that there were some things that were not as she had originally imagined.
"You're not a homeless person?"
"I'm not," he confessed.
"Then... why did you pretend to be a homeless person?" A feeling of having been deceived rose within her and she glared at him. Her two hands clenched tightly to the bedding covering her and her fingers trembled slightly.
"The younger brother who I thought was innocent and had no one to depend on is not at all what I thought. It had been my own wishful thinking from start to end.
"It's just as Lianyi said. I knew nothing of him and yet I rashly brought him back home.
"And if he isn't really a homeless person, why was he staying with me in that cramped rental apartment? What do the days that we spent living together mean to him?"
It was as if her legs had turned to mush, devoid of energy.
He stretched out his arms and caught her. "The drugs in your body haven't been completely discharged yet. You were suffering the whole night yesterday, so I'm afraid you don't have any energy for now."
His reminder caused her to suddenly recall the incident that had happened the previous night. "Last night... I was drugged by Uncle and then... Uncle and Second Uncle took me over to Feng the Fool's house."
Ling Yiran's face paled instantly. "After that, I... I was carried into Feng the Fool's room. Then... they closed the room door and Feng the Fool lunged at me..."
"Last night, I..." Her lips trembled and her entire body shivered.
He lowered his head to study the woman in his embrace. "At this moment, she's just like a small and weak animal. She looks so fragile, as if she couldn't withstand a single blow. She's so goddamn... pitiful."
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