After Murong Qingchuan left.

Lu Xinyi looked at her.

"What's going on with you guys?"

To prevent her friend from overthinking, An Nuan briefly recounted what happened that night.

"He helped me, so I said I would treat him to a meal. Don't get me wrong."

Lu Xinyi nodded in understanding.

She didn't misunderstand, but she didn't know whether others misunderstood or not.

Because she had promised Murong Qingchuan, An Nuan kept this matter in mind.

After her injury healed, An Nuan felt embarrassed to continue occupying Fu Yunshen's bed, so she took the initiative to sleep back on the sofa.

Before going to bed, An Nuan found Murong Qingchuan's WeChat and sent him a message.

She made an appointment with him at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.

Murong Qingchuan immediately replied, "Okay."

After finishing this, An Nuan turned off her phone and went to sleep.

When Fu Yunshen came back and saw that she was asleep, he went to the bathroom attached to the second bedroom to take a shower.

The next day.

When he went downstairs, An Nuan had already left.

Fu Yunshen frowned slightly. Why is he working so hard just after his body recovered?

Money wise!

An Nuan got busy as soon as she arrived at the store.

Lu Xinyi arrived at the store around 9:50.

"Go ahead, the senior is already waiting for you at the door."

Looking up, I saw a black Bentley parked at the door.

Murong Qingchuan leaned his tall body against the car with one hand in his pocket. In the golden sunlight, he looked like a handsome boy who had walked out of a comic book.

He still has the same charm as he did in school, but now he is more calm.

"Then I'll go and bring you something delicious at noon."

Lu Xinyi made an OK gesture to her.

An Nuan went out and Murong Qingchuan came up to her and opened the car door for her like a gentleman.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you today."

There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, as gentle as the spring breeze.

"Senior, you're welcome."

An Nuan smiled back gracefully.

This street is very prosperous. In addition to office buildings, shops and shopping malls, the most lively place is the pedestrian street.

There's everything there.

Today is the weekend and there are a lot of people.

An Nuan is quite familiar with this area and her introduction is no worse than that of a tour guide.

Murong Qingchuan followed her quietly, and as he listened to her sweet voice like a silver bell, the corners of his lips raised up charmingly.

When An Nuan introduced him, she turned around to look at him. Suddenly, a young man came over on a skateboard.

Murong Qingchuan's expression was stern, "Be careful."

As he spoke, he grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her into his arms.

An Nuan's slender body hit his warm arms, and the unique masculine scent rushed into her nostrils.

Still in shock.

The boy slid past her.

"Are you okay?"

Murong Qingchuan looked at her, his eyes full of worry.

An Nuan shook her head, realizing how close they were at the moment, and she took a step back.

Because she moved too quickly, she accidentally twisted her foot.

An Nuan cried out in pain, and Murong Qingchuan supported her with his eyelashes bright.

He soon noticed something was wrong with her.

"Twisted your ankle?"

An Nuan nodded, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead from the pain.

Murong Qingchuan glanced around and said, "I'll help you over there."

He helped her sit down on the bench.

His slender hands squeezed her right foot.

An Nuan's anklets are very thin and small, which can easily arouse men's sympathy.

Murong Qingchuan lowered his head, his fine hair covering his eyebrows.

A flash of heartache appeared in his eyes where she couldn't see.

"I'll rub it for you. It might be a little painful, just bear with it."

An Nuan lowered her head and murmured "hmm" softly.

Her mind was dominated by the pain, so she didn't notice that a pair of cold eyes were staring at her in a Rolls-Royce not far away.

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