Chapter 389 I Will Never Leave You Alone Again

Through the rearview mirror, Xu Nanxing caught a glimpse of Gu Rushuang's battle-ready look, and a cold, twisted arc appeared at the corner of his mouth almost imperceptibly.

"Mu Nanyan..."

She chewed the name silently in her heart, full of resentful pleasure.

"You think you've won? You think you can be happy if you take him away? Dream on!"

"Look at me now. I don't even need to take action myself. I only need to gently pluck his mother's strings to make you restless! Gu Rushuang's sharpest knife is indeed well-deserved."

Xu Nanxing felt a morbid satisfaction when he thought that Mu Nanyan might be looking forward to reuniting with Lu Yiran with joy at this moment, but she didn't know that a more cruel and ruthless storm initiated by her closest relatives was sweeping towards her.

"You can't have the man I can't have! Not only that, I'll make you experience the feeling of being denied, expelled, and humiliated by the person he cares about the most! That would hurt more than any other injury, wouldn't it?"

"Lu Yiran...you were so ruthless in driving me away and choosing that worthless woman. Now, enjoy this great gift I've prepared for you and her!"

Her fingertips tapped lightly on the steering wheel, her heart filled with a sense of superiority that she was in control of everything.

She cleverly took advantage of Gu Rushuang's guilt and desire for control, hiding herself behind the scenes like a superb puppeteer, pulling the strings and watching the characters on the stage perform love-hate entanglements according to her script.

"Return home? Okay, go back, Gu Rushuang. Go and love your son in your own way, and push away the people he considers most important. The more forceful you are, the more painful they will be! As for me, I just need to stay here quietly, waiting to reap the results I want..."

The neon lights outside the car window flashed across her seemingly calm face, reflecting the crazy and complacent cold light flashing deep in her eyes.

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Haicheng

At ten o'clock in the evening, the flight landed smoothly and on time at Haicheng International Airport.

Mu Nanyan followed the crowd down the gangway and stepped onto the corridor bridge leading to the exit.

Although she had only been away for half a month, breathing in the cool and familiar air of Haicheng at night made her feel an indescribable sense of attachment and security.

She pulled her suitcase and walked hurriedly, just wanting to leave the airport quickly and rush to the destination she had been longing for.

Just as she lowered her head and walked towards the airport hall exit, a deep and familiar voice penetrated the slightly noisy background of the airport and clearly called out her name:

"Nan Yan."

Mu Nanyan paused abruptly. This voice...

She turned around almost subconsciously.

Not far away, Lu Yiran was standing tall.

He was wearing a high-quality grey trench coat, which made his figure look taller and more upright, with his hands casually placed in the coat pockets.

The bright lights in the airport hall fell on him, outlining his deep and three-dimensional facial features with exceptional clarity.

He just stood there quietly, his eyes fixed on her precisely, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Mu Nanyan was stunned on the spot, her mind went blank for a moment, and her eyes widened slightly in surprise.

Lu Yiran?

How come he is here?

How did he know she was back?

She clearly didn't tell him the flight information, she made a sudden decision to come back early!

Under her stunned gaze, Lu Yiran raised the corners of his lips slightly, stretched out his long legs, and walked towards her slowly.

His steps were steady and firm, and the hem of his windbreaker swayed gently with his movements. He had an eye-catching aura, and the hurried passengers around him seemed to become a blurred background.

He stopped in front of her, his deep eyes looking at her carefully, as if to make sure she was okay.

There was worry and scrutiny in that look, but more than that, there was an indescribable, heavy sense of security.

"you……"

Mu Nanyan finally found her voice, but was a little speechless due to the excessive surprise.

"Why are you... here?"

Lu Yiran didn't answer immediately, but naturally reached out and took the suitcase handle from her hand.

His fingertips accidentally brushed against the back of her hand, bringing a hint of warmth to the touch.

He finally spoke, his voice low and steady, yet with an unmistakable concern:

"If I'm not here, do I have to let you take a taxi back home alone in the middle of the night?"

His tone sounded matter-of-fact, as if knowing her itinerary in advance and appearing here was a perfectly normal thing.

Mu Nanyan stared at him blankly, the surprise in her heart still not completely dissipated.

Lu Yiran looked at her somewhat confused expression, a faint smile flashed across his eyes, and then he explained slowly:

"I couldn't contact you last night, and I was a little worried, so I called Zhou Ruxuan."

His tone was calm, as if he was just stating an ordinary matter.

"She told me that you returned home early because of an emergency."

He paused, his eyes scanning her face carefully, as if to confirm whether she was really standing here intact.

He added succinctly:

"Then I had someone look up your flight information and came over to wait for you."

So that's how it is.

Mu Nanyan suddenly realized that it was Ru Xuan who told him.

The turbulent waves in my heart caused by his sudden appearance calmed down a little, and a delicate warm current surged up.

He was worried because he couldn't contact her, and even checked for a flight to pick her up...

Her eyes unconsciously looked behind him, as if looking for that small figure, and subconsciously asked:

"Where's Chenchen?"

"He's already asleep at this hour."

Lu Yiran's voice was low and steady, with a hint of gentleness that was unique to the night.

Mu Nanyan suddenly reacted and raised her wrist to look at her watch. The hands clearly pointed to a little after ten o'clock.

Yes, it’s already late at night in Haicheng, and Chenchen has to go to school tomorrow, so of course he has already fallen asleep at this time.

I was so busy that I even forgot about time.

Thinking of her son's peaceful sleeping face, a gentle look unconsciously appeared on her face, mixed with a slight regret that she could not see him immediately.

"Let's go."

Lu Yiran's voice interrupted her thoughts.

He naturally pulled her suitcase over, and with his other hand, he naturally supported her lower back, and turned with her towards the airport exit.

"Are you tired? Let's go home first."

He turned his head and asked her, the lights from the airport casting tiny spots of light in his deep eyes.

The three simple words "go home first" have an extremely heavy weight at this moment, instantly dispelling all the fatigue of the journey and the troubles of a foreign country.

Mu Nanyan shook her head slightly and followed his steps. The waves in her heart that were caused by Gu Rushuang seemed to gradually calm down under his calm breath.

As I got into the car, I was instantly enveloped by a warm atmosphere, isolating myself from the noise of the airport hall and the coldness of the night.

Lu Yiran started the car skillfully and merged smoothly into the dazzling lights of the airport highway.

The car was very quiet, with only the low roar of the engine and soothing music flowing gently.

He turned his head and his eyes fell on Mu Nanyan's face in the passenger seat. The light outside the car window occasionally passed by, illuminating her slightly tired but still soft profile.

"Are you tired? Do you want to close your eyes and rest for a while? It will take some time to get home."

His voice sounded particularly low and gentle in the relatively closed space.

The fatigue from the long flight was indeed with me, but the stronger emotion at this moment was the relief of reunion and an indescribable sense of security.

Mu Nanyan turned her head and met his deep eyes that reflected the lights outside the window. She shook her head gently, and a faint, genuine smile spread across the corners of her lips:

"It's okay. I slept for a while on the plane."

She paused, with a hint of unnoticeable dependence in her voice, and added softly:

"Besides...I don't really feel like sleeping right now."

It seems that just looking at the familiar city night scene outside the window and feeling the reassuring presence around me is enough to dispel all weariness.

She had a lot of questions to ask and a lot of emotions to share, but at this moment, just staying quietly by his side seemed to be good enough.

Hearing this, Lu Yiran did not insist any more, but nodded slightly, and focused his eyes again on the road conditions ahead. However, the almost imperceptible soft curve at the corner of his lips never fell.

The soothing music in the car was still flowing. Lu Yiran seemed to suddenly remember something, frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Mu Nanyan, and his tone was full of clear concern:

"By the way, didn't you say before that the project would take about half a month to complete? Why did you suddenly decide to return home early?"

His eyes searched her face carefully.

"Did you run into any tough issues in Washington?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Nanyan blurted out without even thinking, her tone brisk as if she was saying something that was perfectly natural:

"I missed you so much that I came back."

She said it very easily and naturally, as if this was the only and sufficient reason.

However, the moment she finished speaking, the look she gave Lu Yiran was involuntarily stained with a complex emotion, which contained deep heartache, unspeakable sorrow, and a hint of protective desire that had just settled down because of knowing his past.

All of this stems from the sudden appearance of a woman named Gu Rushuang and her cold and ruthless theory.

However, Lu Yiran, who was immersed in great surprise, did not catch the fleeting complexity in her eyes at all.

The four words "I miss you so much" were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing huge, joyful ripples in his heart.

He was stunned for a moment, and then, his deep eyes lit up almost instantly, flashing with disbelief and pure joy.

Nan Yan actually came back early because she missed him?

This answer was completely unexpected to him.

In his understanding, Mu Nanyan is independent, professional, and has a strong sense of responsibility and pursuit of work. He has always thought that his ranking in her heart may have to give way slightly to her career.

He was already used to waiting and understanding.

But now, she was willing to leave behind her important work that had not yet been completed and fly back across the ocean early for him?

The shock and joy this realization brought him were far more intense and overwhelming than successfully signing any contract worth billions.

An indescribable sense of satisfaction and happiness instantly filled his chest, causing the corners of his lips to rise uncontrollably. The smile came from the bottom of his heart, genuine and dazzling.

"real?"

He subconsciously asked, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of caution, as if afraid the surprise would be in vain, but more than that, it was filled with almost overflowing joy.

At this moment, he put all the projects, work and doubts behind him.

In his world, it seemed that the only things left were her words "I miss you so much" and her early return because of it.

Mu Nanyan nodded without hesitation, her eyes clear and firm as she met his surprised and inquiring gaze:

"Of course it's true."

Her voice was gentle but filled with undeniable sincerity:

"After seeing you off that night, I returned to the empty presidential suite alone and felt... I missed you so much."

She paused, as if savoring the emotion.

"I missed you so much, I wanted to see you right away. So the next morning I quickly arranged all my work and flew back to see you as fast as I could!"

She said this with a small but extremely serious expression on her face, as if this was the most natural thing in the world.

Lu Yiran's heart was completely filled by her straightforward and passionate words, and an unprecedented warmth swept through his limbs.

His fingers gripping the steering wheel tightened slightly, and the smile and emotion in his eyes almost overflowed.

He believed her completely and felt extremely happy and satisfied.

However, in the depths of her heart, which he could not see, Mu Nanyan was silently and solemnly making a deeper promise to him:

Yiran, it doesn’t matter if your mother doesn’t love you.

From now on, it's my turn to love you well.

We will form a small home that belongs only to us and Chenchen, and it will be full of warmth and happiness that belongs only to us.

Chenchen and I will always be by your side.

I'll never leave you alone again.

This promise was heavy yet firm, stemming from the deep heartache she felt after learning about his past, and also from her unreserved responsibility for his future.

But at this moment, she chose to quietly hide this deeper feeling and only share that part of her sweet thoughts with him.

Lu Yiran was completely immersed in the surprise that she "came back early because she missed him", and was unaware of the more complex and profound emotions behind her smile.

He freed one hand, accurately found her hand on her leg, and gently held it.

His palms were warm and dry, with a reassuring strength.

"I'm very happy."

He turned his head to look at her, his voice low and tender, containing indescribable emotion:

"Nan Yan, I'm really... happy."

The car drove smoothly on the way home. The neon lights outside the window became blurred and gentle, and the car was tightly wrapped in a silent but strong and indissoluble warmth.