Chapter 126 Where did you get that invitation?

The night was deep, and the city's neon lights poured into the room through the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating Lu Yiran's stern profile.

He stood in front of the window, holding an untouched glass of red wine in his hand, but his eyes looked through the glass, as if penetrating the night and falling on some distant place.

The image of that little boy could not be shaken off his mind - that face that was exactly like his own, those clear yet somewhat vigilant eyes, and the words "Sister Yan"... Everything caused ripples in his heart.

He pursed his lips, a complicated look flashed in his eyes. After a moment, he put down his wine glass, picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

A slightly lazy voice soon came from the other end of the phone:

"Hello, Mr. Lu."

It was Song Rui's voice. Song Rui had followed Lu Yiran for many years, and the relationship between them had long surpassed the ordinary superior-subordinate relationship. Most of the time, they were like tacit partners.

Lu Yiran's voice was low and cold, carrying an unquestionable command:

"Go check Mu Nanyan's experience in Country F, and who the child next to her belongs to."

"Child? What child?"

Song Rui's voice instantly rose an octave, his tone filled with surprise and gossipy excitement.

He was originally curled up on the sofa watching TV series. When he received the call from his boss, he thought it was some urgent work, but he didn't expect to hear such explosive news.

However, Lu Yiran did not give him the chance to continue asking questions. He coldly said "as soon as possible" and hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Song Rui stared at the phone screen speechlessly and couldn't help complaining:

"Can't you just say a few more words? How about satisfying my curiosity?"

He sighed, got up from the sofa helplessly, and muttered, "I have to work overtime so late at night, it's really unbearable," while turning on the computer and starting to investigate.

Despite complaining, Song Rui's actions did not slow down at all. He knew that the matter that made Lu Yiran call to explain personally must be very complicated.

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The night was deep, and the lights of the Su family's old house seemed particularly warm in the quiet courtyard. Su Muyang pushed open the door, with a hint of fatigue on his face, but still maintaining a warm smile.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw his eldest brother Su Sinian taking off his suit jacket and casually putting it on the armrest of the sofa. It was obvious that he had just returned from get off work.

"Big brother."

Su Muyang called softly, with a hint of intimacy in his tone.

Su Sinian heard the voice, turned around, and saw that it was Su Muyang. A gentle smile immediately appeared on his face:

"Mu Yang is back? How was your party today? Did you see the girl you've been dreaming of?"

There was concern in his tone, and a probing look in his eyes.

Su Muyang's smile froze slightly, and then a hint of bitterness appeared:

"I see, but..."

He seemed to be hesitant to speak, with a somewhat lonely look on his face.

Seeing this, Su Sinian frowned slightly, and his tone was a little more worried:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Su Muyang shook his head and whispered:

"It's okay. Maybe I left too suddenly and hurt her feelings, so now she is...very repulsive to me."

His voice was a little hoarse, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

Su Sinian was silent for a moment, then reached out and patted Su Muyang on the shoulder, his tone firm:

"You had no choice back then. As long as you explain it to her clearly, I believe she will understand you."

Su Muyang raised his head, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly covered by complex emotions. He seemed to have made up his mind and suddenly said:

"Brother, can you do me a favor?"

Su Sinian smiled and said in a relaxed tone:

"Why are you being so polite to me? Just tell me if you have anything to say. I will definitely help."

Su Muyang took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Help me investigate what happened to Yanyan in the past few years. I always feel that what I know is not all about her."

Upon hearing this, Su Sinian's expression froze slightly, a complex expression flashed in his eyes. He was silent for a few seconds, then nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll help you check."

After saying this, he glanced at the wall clock, with a hint of blame in his tone:

"It's so late, go to bed early. You're not in good health and can't stay up late. I'll tell you as soon as I find any useful information."

Su Muyang nodded, a grateful smile on his face:

"Thank you, brother. I'll go upstairs first."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the stairs, his back looking a little thin.

Su Sinian stood there, watching Su Muyang's back disappear around the corner of the stairs with a complicated expression.

Su Muyang is the late-born son of the Su family. He has been loved since childhood and is loved by everyone in the family. Unfortunately, fate played a trick on him. His health has been poor over the years and his life has not been smooth.

Because of this, his family members almost always granted his requests, just hoping that he could live a happier life.

Su Sinian sighed, turned and walked towards the study, while Su Muyang upstairs stood in front of the window, looking at the night in the distance, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

"Yanyan, what on earth have you been through?"

He murmured softly, a hint of imperceptible pain in his voice.

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Mu Nanyan sat beside Chenchen's bed and looked at him. The little guy had fallen asleep. His long eyelashes cast a shadow under the light, and his breathing was even and soft.

Mu Nanyan leaned over and kissed him gently on the forehead, tucked the corner of the quilt for him, then quietly left the room and closed the door.

Returning to the living room, she sat tiredly on the sofa, but scenes from tonight's banquet kept appearing in her mind - Su Muyang's deep and complex eyes, Lu Yiran's shocked and inquiring eyes, and Chenchen's little face that was exactly the same as Lu Yiran's.

Her heart was in a tangled mess, as if entangled by an invisible thread, which became tighter the more she struggled.

She took a deep breath, picked up her phone, and called Tang Yutong, who was far away in Beijing. Tang Yutong's excited voice soon came from the other end of the phone:

"Yan Yan! Why did you call me suddenly? Did you miss me?"

Mu Nanyan didn't exchange pleasantries and asked directly:

"Where did you get that invitation?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Tang Yutong's somewhat guilty voice came:

"You...know everything?"

Mu Nanyan actually knew nothing, but she knew Tang Yutong too well, so she deliberately said in a calm tone:

"Um."

Tang Yutong panicked, and said with a hint of apology:

"Yan Yan, don't be angry! I didn't expect Su Muyang to call me. He asked me for a long time to give you the invitation. I... I couldn't help but agreed."

Her voice became softer and softer, until it almost became a murmur.

Mu Nanyan's hand holding the phone tightened slightly, with a hint of disbelief in her tone:

"Did Su Muyang take the initiative to find you?"

Tang Yutong finally realized that he had been tricked and sighed in frustration:

"Well, he contacted me as soon as you returned to Haicheng. He said he wanted to meet you, but was afraid you would refuse, so he asked me for help."