Chapter 239 Because You Are Chenchen’s Mother

Lu Yiran laughed, but for some unknown reason he picked up his plate and walked towards the kitchen.

It’s not that he suddenly became diligent, but he felt inexplicably excited at the thought of being able to see Mu Nanyan one more time.

In the kitchen, Mu Nanyan heard footsteps and said without turning her head:

"Chenchen, have you finished your milk? You should go to school."

"He's finished drinking."

A deep male voice sounded behind him.

Mu Nanyan turned around in surprise and saw Lu Yiran leaning against the door frame, his slender fingers casually turning an empty plate.

He looked at Mu Nanyan, with a faint smile in his eyes, and asked:

"Where should I put this?"

Mu Nanyan sighed helplessly. This father and son even had the same habits.

The dining room was only a few steps from the kitchen; didn't they think bringing the dishes in would lighten her burden?

"Just put it anywhere."

Mu Nanyan pointed to the place where Chenchen had just put the plate. Lu Yiran took a look and put the plate next to it.

Mu Nanyan: ...

She finally realized that this man had no life experience at all. If he was like this, why did he ask her just now?

Mu Nanyan really didn't want to get entangled with Lu Yiran any more, so she said without raising her head:

"You should take Chenchen to school. We are almost running out of time."

These words had a different meaning to Lu Yiran's ears. His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at her meaningfully, and replied in a low voice:

"good."

Mu Nanyan ignored him and continued to concentrate on flipping the fried eggs in the pan. When Lu Yiran reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned around and said:

"Your company's issues have been resolved, and you should be able to reopen this afternoon."

"What?"

Mu Nanyan almost dropped the spatula in her hand. She looked up suddenly, her eyes full of disbelief.

She hadn't mentioned a word about the company last night, so how could he have known about it? And how could he have helped her solve it without anyone noticing?

"Why...why are you helping me?"

Her voice trembled a little. Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Yiran in confusion. She didn't know what Lu Yiran was trying to do? Why did he suddenly want to help her now?

Lu Yiran's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes lingered on her face for a moment, and finally he said softly:

"Because you are Chenchen's mother."

He wanted to tell her so much that it was because he loved her, but he didn't dare, for fear that the relationship that had finally been eased would return to the starting point. He could only hide his tenderness in the safest excuse.

Mu Nanyan felt uncomfortable when she heard this. So Lu Yiran helped her so much just because she gave birth to a son for him? But she never gave birth to Chenchen to get anything from Lu Yiran.

Her knuckles turned pale as she clenched the spatula, and her voice grew colder.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for this time, but I don't want it to happen again. I've made it very clear to Mr. Lu before that it's better for us to cut ties to avoid misunderstandings."

Lu Yiran was confused by her sudden alienation.

The atmosphere was so good just now, how come his expression changed so suddenly? He pursed his lips and said in a deep voice:

"The relationship between us has long been unclear."

After saying that, he left quickly, fearing that staying any longer would make her even more unhappy.

"Chenchen, let's go."

Lu Yiran came out of the kitchen and went to look for Chenchen. However, he looked around the living room and couldn't see the little guy. He called out a few more times:

"Chenchen?"

However, there was still no response from Chenchen, so Mu Nanyan was called out instead.

"What's wrong?"

"Chenchen is missing."

Upon hearing this, Mu Nanyan put breakfast on the dining table and went straight to Chenchen's room. It was still empty, and Mu Nanyan found that the schoolbag on Chenchen's desk was also missing. Could it be that Chenchen left on his own?

Mu Nanyan was a little worried, so she took out her cell phone and called Chenchen. Chenchen answered the call quickly, and her voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Sister Yan, what's wrong?"

Mu Nanyan asked anxiously, "Where have you been?"

"I'm going to school."

Chenchen's tone was filled with the helplessness of a little adult.

"You...didn't he say he would send you there?"

Mu Nanyan hesitated for a long time and didn't know whether to say it was his father or his uncle, so she could only use "he" instead.

"You adults were chatting and had no time to pay attention to me. I saw that it was running out of time, so I left." Chenchen said with a pout.

Mu Nanyan then realized that her conversation with Lu Yiran had made Chenchen feel ignored. Guilt welled up in her heart, and she said softly:

"Then be careful on the road and stay safe."

"I know! Sister Yan, go eat quickly, or you'll be late for work."

Mu Nanyan didn't tell Chenchen that she wasn't going to work today because she was afraid that Chenchen would worry, so she subconsciously responded:

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Nanyan turned around and met Lu Yiran's deep gaze. He stood at the door with a frown on his face:

"Chenchen went to school by himself?"

Mu Nanyan put away her phone, her expression returned to indifference, and she looked at Lu Yiran and said:

"Well, Mr. Lu, if you have nothing else to do, please leave."

Lu Yiran looked at her deeply, but ultimately said nothing more.

He knew that some things could not be rushed, otherwise it would only backfire.

It was not until she heard the door close that Mu Nanyan breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall like a deflated ball.

She looked at the breakfast gradually getting cold on the table, her heart in a mess.

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Mu Nanyan rarely enjoyed a leisurely morning. She cleaned the house inside and out, looked at the clean and bright room, and then nestled into the sofa with satisfaction.

The sunlight shone on her through the gauze curtains, making her drowsy with warmth.

Just as she closed her eyes to rest, her cell phone suddenly rang cheerfully. The words "Zhou Ruxuan" flashed on the screen. Mu Nanyan lazily swiped the answer button:

"Hello?"

"Nan Yan! I have good news to tell you!"

Zhou Ruxuan's excited voice almost penetrated the microphone. Mu Nanyan moved the phone further away. After Zhou Ruxuan finished speaking, Mu Nanyan put the phone back to her ear.

"What good news? You're so excited."

"Our studio's reopening application has been approved! We just submitted the materials last night, and it was approved early this morning! This is incredibly fast!"