Chapter 33
Lu Heng would help him…
An Le had waited for someone to help him for many years; now, he seemed to have finally found someone.
Looking at the recorder, he hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking.
“He… he wanted… to sell me…”
As soon as he said this, An Le’s tears fell.
He spoke intermittently, taking nearly two hours to recount the events after his mother’s death: An Qiang’s changing attitude towards him, his confinement, control, abuse, and plans to sell him.
Actually, after his mother’s death, An Qiang’s initial attitude towards him was still acceptable; the complete change only began after his grandparents passed away.
It was then that he learned he had an alpha brother.
This alpha brother was about the same age as him and brazenly moved into the house with him and his mother, bullying him, taking his things, occupying his room, and smashing his mother’s belongings.
This wasn’t because of childish naughtiness, but because An Yi always felt that An Le’s mother had stolen their place.
Otherwise, the people living in the An family’s mansion should have been An Yi and his mother, not An Le.
An Yi wanted to take everything from him; not only did he take things, but he would also destroy and deliberately insult him, and everyone in the family allowed it, never stopping him.
The only person who had ever helped him, a teacher, was forced away by An Qiang.
From then on, no one pitied him anymore.
He lived timidly, fantasizing about light in the darkness, longing for light, leading to his weak and un-rebellious character; in the end, he even stuttered when he spoke.
It wasn’t until he was almost an adult, when he learned An Qiang was going to sell him to an alpha as a lover, that he truly broke down.
He had lived in that dark corner for so many years; why did he have to be sold to someone else as a lover, continuing to live in the dark corner?
At that time, An Le had the thought of escaping for the first time. So he called Xiao Xiao, and Xiao Xiao really came to save him…
After An Le finished speaking, he didn’t break down and cry as he imagined, but silently shed tears, as if recounting someone else’s past, unrelated to him.
Lu Heng turned off the recorder, took a deep breath, pressed his fingers to his temples, suppressing his anger with all his might, his voice suppressed and low, “Le Le, the An family mansion they live in now was originally your grandparents’ property.”
“What?”
An Le looked up incomprehensibly, wanting to ask Lu Heng what he meant.
But he opened his mouth and didn’t ask anything.
Lu Heng: “It means that the An family’s power is indeed strong, easily attracting many people, but the mansion they live in now is indeed your grandparents’.”
This was a very puzzling point, but he didn’t know the details.
An Le was 20 years old this year; An Qiang and An Le’s mother’s grievances happened 20 years ago. He was only a few years old then and didn’t understand.
Therefore…
Lu Heng touched An Le’s back, “Don’t think about this anymore. I’ll handle it. First, take a look at the wedding procedures. We’ll go to the venue this afternoon.”
The An family matter was complicated to investigate; before he figured it out, he didn’t plan to tell An Le. Asking An Le now was only to get a general understanding, to find a general direction for his investigation.
It could also help An Le open up to him, not keeping things bottled up, reducing his mental pressure.
Therefore, after achieving his goal, he changed the subject, diverting An Le’s attention.
After all, their wedding was imminent—a turning point in their lives—wasn’t it more important than the past?
However, regarding the An family matter…
What exactly happened between An Le’s mother and An Qiang, and why did he treat An Le like that after An Le’s mother’s death, all needed time to investigate.
Moreover, An Yi, as his younger brother, was only three months younger than An Le. This meant An Qiang was having an affair while An Le’s mother was pregnant.
Regardless of anything else, even if An Qiang and An Yi’s mother had feelings, An Qiang was already married then, and it wasn’t a long time ago. How could he have an affair?
If the truth was as An Yi told An Le—that An Le’s mother had interfered with An Qiang’s relationship—then why did An Qiang marry An Le’s mother?
Lu Heng checked his watch; it was almost eleven o’clock.
They’d already wasted quite a bit of time; if they went to the company now, they would be leaving for work soon.
He touched An Le’s head, “We’re not going to the company today. Let’s go eat first, then go to the hotel in the afternoon.”
An Le was still a little dazed. Although he wasn’t very intelligent, he could still see that Lu Heng was deliberately changing the subject.
And one second he was talking about his An family, the next second they were talking about the wedding procedures; he still couldn’t react.
Holding the plan, he forced himself to stop thinking about those things but couldn’t control his chaotic thoughts. After thinking for a while, he calmed himself down and focused on the plan.
Actually, he didn’t have any opinions on the wedding procedure; everything could be arranged by Lu Heng.
But since Lu Heng asked him to look, he looked.
But he couldn’t understand many parts and was embarrassed to ask Lu Heng, not wanting to lose face. He pretended to look at it for a while longer before closing the plan, blushing slightly and nodding softly, “I… I have no objections. I’ll listen to Mr. Lu.”
“Mr. Lu?”
Lu Heng seemed unhappy. He gently pinched An Le’s chin, forcing him to look up, looking into his eyes and asking, “With our current relationship, calling me ‘Mr. Lu’ still feels inappropriate, doesn’t it?”
“Ah?”
An Le was dumbfounded. What was inappropriate about calling him “Mr. Lu”?
He was stunned for a while before Lu Heng pinched his nose, “Just call me ‘Sir’, no need for the surname.”
Only then did An Le understand, blushing uncontrollably, and nodding slightly, “I know, Sir…”
He hadn’t felt this way when calling him “Sir” before. An Le didn’t know why, but now, after Lu Heng said that, he felt somewhat shy.
Fortunately, the time in the car wasn’t long; soon the car stopped.
Li Jie lowered the partition and said from the front, twisting his head, “We’re here. Get out of the car and eat. I need to get some gas.”
An Le looked curiously at Li Jie; he didn’t understand what kind of job Li Jie had.
And no matter what Li Jie said or did, Lu Heng never seemed to get angry.
An Le was full of curiosity. Li Jie, seeing his gaze, twitched his mouth and said helplessly, “Boss’s wife, why are you staring at me like that? I need to get gas now, didn’t the boss go to your…”
Before he could finish, Lu Heng, after getting out of the car with An Le, slammed the car door shut, saying coldly, “Get gas quickly and come back. If I don’t see you within half an hour, I’ll deduct a day’s pay.”
Before An Le could react, he only saw a plume of exhaust fumes.
He stared blankly behind Lu Heng, and suddenly, Lu Heng turned and asked, “Do you know which alpha An Qiang wanted to sell you to?”