Admiral, Your Wife Is Gone ABO - Chapter 27

Did he send you to find me? Huo Fei asked, frowning at the somewhat awkward young man standing before him, tapping his pen against the desk.

Luo Le looked down at his shoes. Yes.

Really? Why didn’t he mention it to me?

Luo Le paused, surprised. Had Huo Lanjing forgotten to tell her? Or was he trying to embarrass him?

Alright, I’ll check. Wait here.

Huo Fei glanced at Luo Le, who avoided his gaze, and rose to enter the lounge.

Before Luo Le had even stepped through the door, Huo Fei had seen him at the Luo Family residence.

Back then, Luo Le had been arguing with Father Luo, smashing things in a fit of anger. That incident had left Huo Fei with a poor impression of him.

But since the marriage had been arranged by their elders, he had no choice but to accept it.

Yet, whether out of spite or something else, Huo Fei had never witnessed Luo Le’s spoiled side firsthand.

After confirming the matter inside, Huo Fei emerged. I’ll handle this.

His tone was commanding.

Luo Le didn’t mind. He stood up and bowed. Thank you, Elder Brother. I appreciate your help.

Huo Fei glared at Luo Le’s meek and submissive demeanor, finding it utterly irritating.

However, there’s something I need to remind you of.

Luo Le tilted his head slightly. Go on.

Now that you’ve entered the Huo Family, I expect you to consider our interests as well, not just the Luo Family’s.

Luo Le pressed his lips together and lowered his head. I understand.

How could he not understand Huo Fei’s meaning? If he could, he wouldn’t want to help Luo Lu either…

As evening fell, Luo Manor buzzed with activity.

Luo Le swirled the red wine in his glass, watching Luo Lu, at the center of the banquet, guide Luo Zhining through the crowd, introducing him to industry figures.

He scoffed, tilted his head back, and drained the glass in one gulp.

Luo Zhining has only just come of age, yet Luo Lu is already paving the way for him? What a truly reliable and devoted father.

Throughout the evening, many guests approached Luo Le to offer toasts. He accepted drinks from those he liked and flatly refused the rest.

As the Madam of the Admiral, no one dared to object.

After several glasses, the wine flushed his cheeks and made his head spin.

Luo Le set down his glass, ignored the person who had come to greet him, and strode upstairs.

He climbed to the third floor and walked to the room at the end of the hall.

Grasping the doorknob, he turned it. As the door creaked open, a musty, dusty odor wafted out.

He pulled a handkerchief from his chest pocket, covered his mouth, and stepped inside.

The bed was piled high with杂物, and several dusty boxes of books lay on the floor.

This was the smallest room in Luo Manor—and until his marriage, it had been his own.

Inside, there was only a desk, a bed, and a chair. The sole redeeming feature was a small balcony.

Everyone outside thinks I, Luo Le, am spoiled rotten, utterly pampered.

On the surface, Luo Lu and his mother indulged Luo Le, but no one knew that every time Luo Le embarrassed Luo Lu in public, he would be hung from the wall and whipped upon returning home.

The whippings were always bloody. The Luo Family servants, gauging the moods of Luo Lu and his mother, would then deny Luo Le his meals.

However, they also knew his temper provoking him would bring dire consequences.

This situation typically lasted only two weeks.

Under the moonlight, Luo Le spotted the familiar small bed. After staring at it blankly for a moment, his gaze suddenly fell upon a familiar box.

He slipped through the box’s seams, retrieved the topmost book, dusted it off, and opened it.

The dust tickled his nose, causing him to sneeze involuntarily.

When he reached the familiar page, his ring and index fingers brushed against the text.

The Empire’s Youngest Admiral—

This was Huo Lanjing’s first magazine interview, a written interview. To maintain secrecy, his face couldn’t be photographed.

It had been shortly after Luo Le first met Huo Lanjing. That day, he had dressed meticulously, fearing recognition.

After obtaining the book, he had acted like a lovesick teenager, treating it like a precious treasure. He had locked himself in his room before daring to open it.

Unfortunately, it contained only a few brief paragraphs.

Afterward, Luo Le felt as if he had opened the door to a new world, obsessively collecting any magazine that mentioned Huo Lanjing.

On the day Luo Le moved out, he and Luo Lu had a fight. He forgot to take the box with him and never returned for it.

Luo Le carefully lifted the box of books, tucked under his sleeve, and placed it by the door.

After finishing this, Luo Le’s gaze finally fell on the table. There sat a box with a memorial tablet on top.

He walked over and stood the tablet upright. Noticing the thick layer of dust on the table, he turned and went into the bathroom, returning moments later with a basin of water.

He wrung out a cloth and began wiping the table.

Mom, you always loved things clean. Let me wipe this for you.

After a long silence, he continued, Mom, I’m back. I’m sorry, your son was unfilial for staying away so long.

I’ve been following your advice, you know. I wonder how you’re doing over there… Do you miss me? No matter. It’s better if you forget me.

After all, every memory of him would only bring his mother pain.

Luo Le forced a bitter smile, avoiding looking at the small black box.

The marriage between the Luo and Gu families had once been celebrated as a perfect match, but fate had other plans.

Shortly after Gu Yin married Luo Lu, the Gu family collapsed. Unable to bear the shock, her parents jumped to their deaths.

The collaboration between the Luo and Gu families had also collapsed.

Gu Yin had never loved anyone nor been in a relationship before her marriage. She had been blinded by Luo Lu’s handsome face and sweet words, falling deeply in love with him.

But she didn’t know that Luo Lu had never been a good man.

Just days after the Gu Family declared bankruptcy, he began to reveal his true nature, cursing her for bringing him bad luck and physically abusing her.

Later, he stopped coming home at night, and the women reported by his side changed daily.

Gu Yin had grown up in a wealthy family, blessed with exceptional beauty. Her family had shielded her from even the slightest hardship.

The sudden shock of these events proved too much for her, causing her mental state to deteriorate.

It was around this time that she discovered she was pregnant with Luo Le.

Unable to bear the thought of giving him up, Gu Yin decided to keep the child. Fortunately, her mental state remained relatively stable throughout the pregnancy.

After Luo Le’s birth, Gu Yin alternated between moments of lucidity and fits of madness. Luo Le grew up afraid to speak loudly, fearing it might trigger her.

Once, after Gu Yin bit Luo Lu, he had her and Luo Le confined to a mental hospital.

Though mentally ill, Gu Yin still managed to raise Luo Le properly.

However, she sometimes mistook Luo Le for Luo Lu, venting all her pent-up resentment on him.

Apart from these incidents, Luo Le’s life was relatively normal.

Later, during one of Gu Yin’s manic episodes, she nearly strangled Luo Le to death.

After that incident, Luo Lu brought him back to Luo Manor.

Upon returning, Luo Le learned that Luo Lu had remarried.

Feeling indignant for his mother, Luo Le wanted to teach his father a lesson. But as a child, all he could do was put salt in Luo Lu’s tea and disturb his sleep late at night.

At that time, Luo Le vowed that when he grew up, he would move out, bring his mother back, and ensure she lived out her days in peace, even if he couldn’t cure her.

But hardship always finds its way to those who already suffer.

One day, Gu Yin inexplicably escaped from the Mental Hospital and returned home, only to find a new mistress had already taken her place in the mansion.

Gu Yin smashed everything in the room before hiding in another room.

Luo Lu, too lazy to deal with her, simply instructed the servants to lock her inside.

A month later, Gu Yin suddenly regained clarity and took Luo Le to an amusement park.

That was Luo Le’s happiest day. Dressed like a little prince, he held his mother’s hand as they rode roller coasters, carousels, Ferris wheels… bought balloons and stuffed animals, and played every game until he was exhausted and fell asleep.

When Luo Le woke up, he had already been taken home, still wearing the beautiful, clean clothes.

But his mother was gone. He… no longer had a mother.

Gu Yin had left him a letter, urging him not to hate Luo Lu. She wrote that her life had turned out this way because of her own mistakes, and begged him not to seek revenge, not to let her be the cause of a father-son rift. If he truly couldn’t help but hate, she asked him to wait at least eighteen years before leaving, and when he did, to take her ashes with him.

After carefully wiping the table and the box clean, Luo Le covered them with a protective cloth.

Mom, don’t worry about him anymore. He’s just a heartless man. Start over and find peace.

Luo Le picked up the box by the door and took a step, then slowly turned back. Mom, I’ll come back for you in six months. Wait for me.

With that, he pushed open the door and left without a backward glance.

In the bathroom, Luo Le quickly wiped the dust from his face and clothes. He found a clean box, packed his books, and headed downstairs.

He had barely taken a few steps when Luo Lu came rushing up the stairs and grabbed him. Didn’t I tell you to stay put?

Luo Le shoved his father’s hand away with a look of disgust. Your precious son has already made a spectacle of himself in front of plenty of people. Isn’t that enough?

Those people don’t matter. The Qin and Wang families haven’t arrived yet. Go back and stay put. What’s that in your hand? Luo Lu reached out to grab it.

Luo Le dodged him by stepping down a flight of stairs, sneering. Don’t worry, I’m taking my own things, not anything from the Luo Family.

What kind of talk is that? ‘My Luo Family’? Don’t you bear the Luo surname?

Then give me the Luo Family, Luo Le retorted.

A crack appeared in Luo Lu’s composure.

The frustration that had been gnawing at Luo Le finally dissipated, and he continued down the stairs.

As Luo Le headed straight for the door, Luo Lu rushed to grab him. Where are you going?

Luo Le glanced back coldly. You think the Wang and Qin families will actually show up? You overestimate me. Let go.

How do you know they won’t come?

Luo Le ignored him, tugging his sleeve free.

You dare walk away?! Luo Lu shouted.

Miss Huo is waiting for me at the gate to take me back to Huo Manor. What, are you going to stop me?

Luo Lu deflated at these words, not daring to say another word as he let Luo Le leave.

The onlookers who had witnessed the entire exchange remained silent, pretending they hadn’t seen anything.

This young master of the Luo Family has quite the temper, they thought.

He had barely acknowledged their toasts earlier, and now he was defying his own father.

Luo Lu must have spoiled him rotten.

But then they remembered the circumstances surrounding Luo Le’s mother and understood why Luo Lu might have indulged him.

Back then, Luo Le must have hated Luo Lu. And now that he had married Huo Lanjing, Luo Lu was desperate to curry favor with him. How could he possibly refuse to spoil him?

For the next few days, Luo Le confined himself to his small cabin.

He repaired the Mecha using its original hull materials and installed a new power unit.

Up to this point, the Mecha had functioned perfectly. But after replacing the chip, he found himself unable to enter it.

Only then did Luo Le realize the problem lay with the chip.

The chip bore a serial number and a distinctive mark.

That mark… the chip had been made by Teacher Tang.

So, someone else has faced the same problem as me?

After a long pause, Luo Le sent the chip’s serial number to Colonel Lin, asking him to investigate.

But after waiting half the day, he still received no reply.