Chapter 338: More Like a Long-Planned Encounter

Sitting in the car, Meng Anran finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "A man is in his prime at 31, and your charm has not diminished."

Lu Heng fastened his seat belt and said in a cold tone, "I'm not familiar with you."

Meng Anran knew they weren't familiar with each other, but she teased him anyway: "Cold, handsome, and arrogant, quite in line with modern women's aesthetics. Were you quite popular in college?"

Lu Heng closed his eyes and rested, too lazy to pay attention to her.

Meng Anran continued to tease: "Seriously, at your age, don't you consider having a relationship?"

Lu Heng finally opened his eyes and said coldly, "Emotions are a burden."

Meng Anran raised an eyebrow: "Then what is your brother's paranoia?"

"Illness." Lu Heng said concisely.

Meng Anran was speechless, then shook her head and twitched the corners of her lips: "You two brothers, one is cold as ice, the other is crazy as fire, can't you combine them?"

"Taken together, it will be like you." Lu Heng said this calmly.

Meng Anran was stunned for a moment, then quickly collected her thoughts and asked, "Go directly to the villa?"

"Hmm." He took the metal box out of his pocket, opened it and examined the medicine inside.

The blue liquid in the glass jar glowed coldly in the sunlight.

Meng Anran stepped on the accelerator and the car drove out of the airport.

In the rearview mirror, Lin Yan's figure became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared in the morning mist.

There was silence in the car for a moment, and Meng Anran suddenly said, "Don't you want to check on Lin Yan?"

Lu Heng glanced at her with a hint of surprise, a barely perceptible smile on his lips, "Weren't you having a lot of fun teasing me just now?"

Meng Anran shrugged, "It's just a joke."

Lin Yan's appearance was indeed too coincidental, more like a long-planned encounter.

Lu Heng took over the Lu Group at the age of 23. He spent very little time in school during his university years. He might not even know his classmates, let alone those in his elective courses.

There is no possibility of any intersection at all.

Besides, Lu Heng’s personality is so cold that it can freeze the area within a radius of three miles. Who would be willing to get close to him if there is no common interest?

Lin Yan greeted him in a familiar manner, as if they were old friends from college, but her intentions were obviously not pure.

Meng Anran couldn't believe that there would really be someone who would be secretly in love with Lu Heng for ten years just because of that face, after only meeting him a few times in elective courses.

"Very smart." Lu Heng praised calmly, almost teasingly, "It seems your IQ has increased during all this time investigating cases."

"I wish your mouth was as cold as you." Meng Anran glared at him unhappily.

…

Lu Yi leaned on the pillar of the hot spring villa, playing with a silver lighter with his fingertips.

Ever since Meng Anran took over his personal freedom, he has never seen cigarettes again, and his lighter has become a toy.

When Lu Heng's figure appeared in the courtyard, Lu Yi moved his fingers slightly, and the metal shell left a slight indentation on his palm.

"Oh, you've finally decided to come back, busy man?" He drawled out his words, his silver hair swaying gently in the wind. "I thought you were planning to hide abroad forever."

Lu Heng didn't stop, the hem of his black windbreaker brushing against the bluestone slabs. "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

The moment the two passed by, Lu Yi suddenly reached out to stop him: "Where's the antidote? Is there anything that you, Young Master Lu, can't do?"

The metal box slipped out from Lu Heng's sleeve and turned a beautiful arc in his palm.

Just as Lu Yi was about to take it, he suddenly stopped: "Blood test report."

"Tsk." Lu Yi pulled open his collar, revealing the needle hole below his collarbone. "I just had it last night. Your sister did it herself."

The glass medicine tube reflected a faint blue light in the sunlight, making the eyebrows and eyes of both of them look cold.

Lu Heng's voice was low and calm: "It's a pity that An Ran knocked you unconscious before you got sick."

Lu Yi raised the corners of his lips, revealing a long-lost cynical smile: "Oh, I'm afraid you will swallow up my share of the shares."

"The antidote still needs three clinical trials, but Professor Zhou said the effect is significant." Lu Heng suddenly brought the topic back on track.

Lu Yi snatched the metal box and stuffed it into his pocket, then patted his eldest brother's shoulder casually: "Okay, I don't need you to test the medicine for me this time."

Lu Heng's spine stiffened as he looked at his brother's receding back. His dancing silver hair blended with the pure white of the snow-capped mountains in the distance, as if the whole person was slowly disappearing into the snowy scene.

Until Lu Yi suddenly raised his hand, waved without looking back, and said lazily: "I'm going back to take a medicinal bath. If Lu Anran finds out that I ran out, she will be angry again."

Lu Heng was stunned for a second, and suddenly couldn't help but smile.

Perhaps Meng Anran is the only one in the world who can control this unruly brother.

Meng Anran leaned against the carved railing on the second floor, her fingertips unconsciously caressing the warm teacup. She watched the two brothers fighting and separating in the courtyard, and the corners of her lips unconsciously curled up.

Lu Heng's black windbreaker and Lu Yi's silver hair formed a sharp contrast in the snow, like a dynamic ink painting.

"They are just two stubborn people." She sighed and shook her head, slowly looking away.

"An Ran! We're here!"

The sound of willow branches came from downstairs like cheerful wind chimes.

Meng Anran looked over and saw her best friend jumping out of the business car with her slightly pregnant belly, her steps moving quickly.

Ming Jing hurried after them, carrying his luggage in one hand, like a kangaroo protecting its cub. "Slow down! There's snow on the steps!"

"Oh, I'm pregnant, not disabled!" Liu Zhi waved her hands irritably. She had been listening to Ming Jing's nagging every day for a while, and her ears were almost callused.

Meng Anran hurriedly put down her teacup and ran downstairs. When she arrived at the front hall, Liu Zhi was already slumped on the sofa in the lobby, eating an apple.

"This villa is so magnificent! It looks much better than in the photos!" Liu Zhi turned her eyes to Meng Anran, and her eyes lit up instantly. "Anran, baby! I miss you so much!"

"Don't give me that. It hasn't been long since we last met." Meng Anran walked over and sat down beside her, letting her hug him like a spoiled child.

"Really? Why does it feel like it's been a long time?" Liuzhi blinked, feeling that her memory seemed to have gotten worse recently.

Soon she waved her hand nonchalantly, "Oh, that's not the point. What are your plans for the class reunion the day after tomorrow?"

Meng Anran waved her hand and the manager brought a planning sheet.

Liu Zhi took a look and burst out laughing: "You arranged Chen Xiwen to stay in the cheapest and most corner Zhuyunxuan?"

Meng Anran handed over the warm red date tea. "Didn't she post on her Moments about wanting to 'return to nature'? We've been friends for so many years, so naturally I have to considerately fulfill her wish."

The two smiled at each other, Ming Jing shook his head helplessly, carrying his luggage and walking towards the guest room: "You guys chat, I'll go pack my things."

Liu Zhi touched her pregnant belly and sighed, "Baby, it looks like your godmother is going to kill everyone again!"

Meng Anran looked at her with amusement, then leaned over to her pregnant belly and whispered, "Baby, don't listen to your mother's nonsense. She's obviously the one most likely to start a fight."

Liu Zhi pursed her lips, unable to refute, "So what? Even if a fight really breaks out, the baby will definitely be cheering me on in my belly."