190 A Barren Broken Woman (1/2)

Su Qing couldn't get a hold of her emotions anymore and fell down from the shielded walls of her heart. She had many reasons to, one standing in front of her with betrayal written clear on his face but she didn't dare meet his gaze.

She needed to fight it or she will lose herself in it. Master Lu had lost many beloveds in battles in life and he knew what needed to be done.

He had seen valiant warriors birthed on battle-grounds breaking, he knew the wounds like he knew the remedies.

”Did you think for a second what it would do to your parents? How would they live after this?” Master Lu asked in a lethally calm tone.

A bitter smile bloomed in her garden of thorns as she met his gaze with ridicule, ”Well, you would have to schedule an appointment for them to attend my funeral.” She shrugged and let out a bitter laugh, ”It wouldn't really matter to them. They weren't waiting for me out there, were they?”

Master Lu held her intense gaze and a sinister smirk formed on his face, ”If I was your father I wouldn't too come to see a selfish excuse of a daughter.”

Lu Xinyi and He Zheng who were dumbfounded until now snapped their heads to him in shock. What was he trying to do?! They were no experts but even they could tell, it wasn't how you talk to a suicidal woman!

They were about to cut in when something glimmered like appreciation in Master Lu eyes, their heads fastened to Su Qing in the speed of light.

Su Qing fisted her fist on the sheets, crumbling them. Her glare intensified and angry tears rained down her rosy cheeks, ”You! You know nothing about me!”

That is when they realized, Master Lu was giving her the criteria to vent her stray emotions. No wonder, venting emotions is the best way to figure emotions and she needed to do this now. Anger and tears were the easiest exertion vessel.

Lu Xinyi looked at it now with familiarity. Master Lu always used the same tactic with Lu Sheng and Lu Han when they were wallowing in self-pity at failure or hopelessness. It always worked.

Master Lu shook his head and inched closer to bed, ”None the less, you are selfish. You only thought about yourself.” He pointed behind him, ”For one moment did you think about the teenage boy who you were going to leave devasted behind you or the man outside who looks like you killed him with yourself or your friend for only four months who had a panic attack looking at you like that?”

Su Qing covered her face with her hands and sobbed, ”You don't know how much it hurts...”

Master Lu softened before hardening again, ”I do know how it, little squirrel. For a matter of fact, everyone in this room knows how much it hurts because of you.”

He shook his head, once Su Qing had cried her heart out and was wiping her pearls away, ”For your size, little squirrel, you are too cruel.” He wasn't relenting, he pursed his lips and coldly looked at her, ”You knew how much it hurts yet you forced everyone who loved you to through the same pain.”

”A person who punishes people to love them like this doesn't deserve to be loved.” Master Lu strict voice was laced in fatherhood through and through but fell like a sledgehammer on her already shattered heart.

There was care as much as there was anger, like a parent. Like a General spoke to his peers, like a family that shared everything except blood.