Chapter 89 She is still thinking about her ex-boyfriend?

Mu Nanyan watched Xu Fanghai's receding figure, her heart filled with anger and resentment. She had previously suspected that Mu Feng had asked her to accompany him for drinks, but she had never imagined that they had such a private deal. Mu Feng was unworthy of being a father.

"Are you okay?"

Lu Yiran asked with concern, holding Mu Nanyan, and his heart tightened when he saw her pale face.

"I...I have no strength left."

Mu Nanyan's voice was weak, and there was fear in her eyes.

Lu Yiran was anxious and quickly picked her up and walked towards his suite. Along the way, he kept comforting her and trying to make her relax.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

He whispered, his eyes full of determination.

Arriving at the suite, Lu Yiran carefully placed Mu Nanyan on the sofa and quickly poured her a glass of water, hoping to sober her up. Mu Nanyan's consciousness gradually returned, but her body was still weak.

"I...how could I be like this?"

Mu Nanyan muttered to herself, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.

"He must have drugged you."

Lu Yiran's voice was low, with a flash of anger in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't let him go. By the way, do you have a bad relationship with your father? Why did he do this?"

When Mu Feng was mentioned, Mu Nanyan's expression changed and tears welled up in her eyes unconsciously.

"He's my adoptive father. To repay his kindness in raising me, I promised him three things. One of the conditions was to come to discuss cooperation today. I didn't expect him to come up with this idea. Fortunately, you saved me today, otherwise..."

As Mu Nanyan spoke, tears began to flow from her eyes. Lu Yiran had never expected this to happen. He had never gotten to know her family and didn't know her situation.

"Don't worry, I won't let this happen again."

Mu Nanyan felt warm in her heart. Feeling Lu Yiran's protection, she couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in her heart. She looked up at him, her eyes showing gratitude and trust.

"Thank you, Yiran." She said softly, with a hint of trembling in her voice.

"Don't say thank you, this is what I should do."

Lu Yiran smiled slightly, but his eyes were full of affection.

As time went by, the effect of the medicine gradually became stronger, and Mu Nanyan's physical strength recovered a lot, but she felt hot all over, as if she was about to have a burn.

Mu Nanyan's face was flushed, her eyes were blurred, her body was trembling slightly, she felt hot and uncomfortable, and her hands unconsciously pulled at her collar, trying to relieve the indescribable discomfort.

Lu Yiran stood beside her, his eyes full of worry. Looking at the scene in front of him, his heart was torn, but he still remained calm and rational.

"Nan Yan, I'll take you to the hospital."

Lu Yiran's voice was gentle but firm. He tried to help Mu Nanyan up, but she subconsciously pushed him away.

"No... no need, I... I'm fine."

Mu Nanyan's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, yet it carried a subtle hint of stubbornness. Her body moved uncontrollably towards Lu Yiran, as if seeking a bit of coolness.

Lu Yiran looked at Mu Nanyan's breathtakingly beautiful face and her charming red lips, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. He knew that Mu Nanyan had lost her mind at the moment, but her unconscious actions were like a fire that ignited the desire in his heart.

Lu Yiran was stunned, his heart throbbing. He lowered his head and saw a faint light flashing in Mu Nanyan's eyes, and his heart couldn't help but warm.

"Okay," he replied softly, secretly deciding to protect her.

As the night deepened, an ambiguous atmosphere filled the room. Mu Nanyan's body gradually relaxed, and her eyes were hazy. Lu Yiran's heart tightened, knowing that she had been affected by the drug and could no longer control herself.

"Nan Yan..." He called softly, his heart filled with complicated emotions.

Mu Nanyan smiled slightly, a hint of anticipation in her eyes. She slowly approached Lu Yiran, feeling the warmth from him, and her heart couldn't help but throb.

At this moment, Lu Yiran's rationality was overwhelmed by impulse. He lowered his head and kissed Mu Nanyan's lips. Their bodies merged at this moment, as if time had stopped.

The night was deep, and the only sound in the room was the sound of each other's breathing. Under the effect of the drug, Mu Nanyan was completely immersed in this warmth and intimacy, her heart filled with happiness and satisfaction.

Their lips pressed tightly together, their breaths intertwined, as if the whole world had stopped. Under Lu Yiran's guidance, Mu Nanyan gradually relaxed her body, and the heat seemed to be relieved.

.......

The first rays of sunlight in the morning filtered through the gap in the curtains, spilling onto the bed. Lu Yiran gently removed Mu Nanyan from his body and took her to the bathroom for a quick wash. Returning to the bedroom, he carefully placed Mu Nanyan on the bed and gently covered her with a blanket.

They had agreed on a contract marriage before, but he didn't expect that he couldn't hold back in the end. Lu Yiran looked at the red spot on the bed with mixed feelings.

"It seems like it would be nice to be with this woman forever. Why don't you just marry her, Mrs. Lu?"

Looking at Mu Nanyan's sleeping face, Lu Yiran felt mixed emotions. He gently stroked Mu Nanyan's hair, trying to straighten it out. However, at this moment, Mu Nanyan murmured in her sleep:

"Mu Yang, stop it, I'm so tired."

This sentence was like a thunderclap, exploding in Lu Yiran's mind. Lu Yiran's hand stopped in mid-air, and a trace of loneliness and anger flashed in his eyes.

"Mu Yang? Su Mu Yang? She's actually still thinking about her ex-boyfriend."

Lu Yiran's palms clenched subconsciously. He felt that his previous thoughts were ridiculous. After all this time, Mu Nanyan still hadn't forgotten him. How much did she love him? A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This woman was not worthy of him at all.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Lu Yiran put on his clothes and left the suite directly.

Time passed minute by minute, and Mu Nanyan slowly opened her eyes. The world in front of her seemed still a little hazy and dreamy, but the waves of soreness in her body were extremely real, surging like a tide, reminding her of the sudden storm last night.

A trace of confusion flashed across her eyes, and then memories came back like a tide.

Mu Nanyan took a deep breath. The air seemed to still contain the unique faint smell of tobacco from Lu Yiran and her own sweet scent. The two smells intertwined together, making her feel shy and inexplicably at ease.

She tried to move her body, but found that every slight movement was accompanied by muscle soreness, as if she had really been run over by an invisible truck last night.