Chapter 11

Gary Lane, Chloe Lane, and Melody Lane looked at each other hesitantly.

Chloe Lane was about to curse but was suddenly stopped by Gary Lane. "Come on. Perhaps the man was released from prison as well! There are all kinds of people in prison. Who knows why this man had been sentenced to jail?"

Hearing this, Chloe Lane said awkwardly after a long while, "Then shall we just let it go?"

Gary Lane hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's wait. If that Assistant Director Henry holds Melody accountable in the future, then we'll think of other ways." He didn't have the courage to come in and challenge the man now.

Melody Lane frowned on the side. "Had the man just now really... really been in prison?" Although she could not see very clearly since the man's eyes were covered by his bangs, she could still notice that he was good-looking.

Particularly for some reason, she felt that the man looked somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Or was this man also a member of the entertainment circle?

In the rental apartment, Yvonne Lane looked at Julian Youngblood and said, "Thank you." If Julian had not come back, she would have been beaten by her father just now.

"Don't thank me for the help, Sister. Isn't it what I should do?" he said, looking at her ankle. "It hasn't healed yet. I'll apply the Safflower Oil for you."

As he spoke, he took out the Safflower Oil, applied some to her ankle, and then pressed his hand against her ankle.

The atmosphere was a little silent. Yvonne Lane bit her lips slightly and said, "Why didn't you ask me what those three came here for?"

"I won't ask if you don't want to tell," he said.

"Actually, it's nothing difficult to say. They are my father, step-mother, and half-sister," Yvonne Lane said, "but now, they are no longer my problem."

After hesitating for a moment, she asked again, "Didn't you have anything else to ask?" He should have heard her father scolding her in front of him, saying that she had been in prison.

His eyelashes flickered, then he lifted his eyes. "What do you wish me to ask, Sister?

His dark eyes revealed a kind of strange silence under the dim yellow light.

At this moment, Yvonne Lane calmed down from anxiety gradually. Taking a deep breath, she said, "I was sentenced to three years in prison for drunk driving and killing a person, and I was released not long ago."

Many people would change their attitude when they heard that. After her release, as long as people around knew that she had been in prison, they would treat her with prejudice and deliberately keep a distance from her.

"But what about him... would he..." At this moment, she had a feeling just like when she had been waiting for the trial in court.

"Really?" he said indifferently, still concentrating on massaging her ankle.

"That... that's it?" She blinked her eyes in surprise. "You don't mind?" she asked.

"Why should I mind?" he asked in response. "As Sister said, from now on, as long as I call you Sister, we only need to care about each other, and there is nothing else to care about."

Her heart seemed to calm down because of his words. Yvonne Lane smiled as if she had been relieved of a heavy burden. "Julian, I'm lucky enough to meet you."

However, at this moment, she did not notice that a glimmer of light had flashed across his eye.

On Sunday, Ripple Quinn specifically visited Yvonne Lane's rental apartment. When she saw Julian Youngblood, she could not associate him with the homeless person that was mentioned by her friend.

Although he was only wearing an ordinary cotton-padded jacket and trousers and cheap sneakers, which were obviously bought from street stalls, he would not look cheap even in this outfit, as he had a good figure.

He was more than 180 cm tall with refined facial contours. Although his thick bangs almost covered his eyes, the occasional glance at the eyes under the bangs would leave a deep impression on you.

At least Ripple Quinn had never seen a man's eyes that could be so beautiful, which were prettier than those of any idol or celebrity. With delicate facial features and standard Mandarin pronunciation, he could even answer some of her questions fluently.

"Is this the so-called homeless person?"

She pulled Yvonne Lane to the side and secretly asked, "Are you sure he is a homeless person who has no place to live? He can be a star or model just with his appearance."

"Not all the good-looking ones are suitable to be stars or models," Yvonne Lane replied.

Ripple Quinn thought again and realized that it was not easy to make a living in the entertainment circle. "As you're stuck with him every day, don't you have any idea?"

Yvonne Lane rolled her eyes. Wasn't Ripple worried before that Julian would do something evil to her? Now, she seemed to worry that she would do something to him instead.

"He is a few months younger than me. I only regard him as my younger brother."

Ripple Quinn walked in front of Julian Youngblood. "I'll be frank that you can live here if you want, but you have to promise that you won't mess around and won't lie to Yvonne. You know, she hates deception, and if you are a liar, I'll call the police and have you arrested!"

"Ripple, what are you talking about? Julian wouldn't lie to me," Yvonne Lane replied in a hurry.

"How long have you known him? Let's make it clear first. Hey, Julian, did you hear that?" Ripple Quinn said to Julian Youngblood.

He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay, I know."

He was smiling lightly at the moment and he did not refute her but just answered "yes".

For some reason, Ripple Quinn felt inexplicable uneasiness. It was as if the imposing aura emanating from him made her the one who had been warned.

"He's just a homeless man. I overthought it," Ripple Quinn thought to herself. However, before she left, she secretly told her friend to protect herself and call her if necessary.

When only the two people were left in the room, Yvonne Lane said to Julian Youngblood, "Don't mind what Ripple said just now. She's just worried about me."

"She is your friend. No matter what she says, I won't take it to heart," Julian Youngblood said. He found that kind of warning simply ridiculous. "Are you getting on well with her?"

"Do you know what life-saving straw is? When you are drowning, you can't grab anything no matter how hard you try. At that time, when you are able to grasp a straw, even if this straw can't take you away, it will give you hope so that you won't despair." She murmured, "Ripple is that straw to me."