Chapter 143 Left Hand Disabled
The restaurant that Lu Xiyan booked was a star-rated hotel in the city center, a 40-minute drive from the hotel.
Lu Xiyan drove the car along the way without saying much.
An Ning sat in the passenger seat and looked at his expression. He didn't look angry, but she always felt that he was unhappy.
"What's wrong?" An Ning carefully tugged at the hem of his T-shirt and asked softly, "Why did you look unhappy after leaving the hotel?"
"Is there?"
The other party asked indifferently.
"What you said is very interesting!" An Ning simply turned sideways to look at him, "What's wrong? Tell me."
She thought for a moment and asked, "Are you unhappy that Han Lei brought me dinner? Are you jealous?"
After asking, she quickly explained, "We are just ordinary colleagues. Don't worry. I haven't eaten alone with him in the past few days since I came to Qichuan. This is the first time he has brought food to my room. And he doesn't necessarily have any other thoughts about me."
At this point, she muttered, "I'm not that popular. Not everyone of the opposite sex likes me."
Lu Xiyan heard her mumbling and glanced at her, "Are you saying that my liking you is because there's something wrong with my vision?"
"That's not what I meant. Of course, your taste is fine." An Ning smiled. "My mom always said that love at first sight is like a turtle falling in love with a mung bean."
She and Lu Xiyan were together six years ago, wasn't that like a turtle looking at a mung bean?
Otherwise, why would Lu Xiyan like such an ordinary and unremarkable girl?
Lu Xiyan turned the steering wheel and raised his eyebrows slightly. Why did this sound so strange?
"Who is the turtle and who is the mung bean?"
An Ning suddenly covered her mouth and giggled, "So this is what you are focusing on."
Seeing her trembling with laughter, Lu Xiyan also started laughing.
The atmosphere relaxed, and An Ning simply supported her chin and stared at his profile intently.
"He's not enough to make me jealous." Lu Xiyan looked at her, "He and I are not on the same level."
"Oh—" An Ning dragged out the last syllable and nodded, "Is that so?"
"Not to mention the hardware and software, which one offers the best value for money?" He raised his hand and lifted An Ning's chin. "Don't you know?"
Seeing someone compare themselves to commodities for the first time, An Ning asked with a smile, "You were obviously unhappy just now. What was the reason?"
"Han Lei said that you worked through the night to produce the data in order to preserve this production line?"
The car stopped at the traffic light and Lu Xiyan turned to look at An Ning with a serious look in his eyes. "You're working so hard on a project that even Dong Chenghai doesn't want. Aren't you afraid of sudden death?"
An Ning was slightly stunned. She did see a hint of blame in his eyes, which made her feel a little guilty.
"So that's what you're angry about?"
An Ning raised her hand and stretched out a finger to smooth his slightly furrowed brow. "I did stay up all night for a few nights, but not just to keep this production line."
Lu Xiyan raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for her explanation.
"I sent you a message at the airport on my way to Dianhai, but you didn't reply. I thought you didn't want to talk to me anymore."
An Ning lowered her eyes, her tone somewhat aggrieved, "Knowing that you were planning your engagement party, I was really upset, so I could only work really hard to stop thinking about it."
"During the course of my work, I knew this breakthrough could help your company, so I worked overtime to produce the data." She raised her eyes and met Lu Xiyan's deep gaze. "I want to try again before your engagement."
Lu Xiyan's eyes trembled slightly, and he deliberately asked, "What are you fighting for?"
"I'll try to make you fall in love with me again." An Ning smiled faintly.
Lu Xiyan's eyes reflected her sincerity, calm and firm.
He curled the corners of his mouth and lowered his gaze to her rosy lips.
After applying lipstick, it exudes a subtle fragrance that makes people want to taste it.
He leaned over and touched her lips.
An Ning looked at his face getting closer and closer, and just as she was about to close her eyes, she suddenly saw the green light in front of her turn on.
She quickly raised her hand and touched his jawline, giggling, "Let's drive."
The kiss that was about to reach my lips flew away.
Lu Xiyan steered the wheel and said, "Find a chance to replenish it for me."
An Ning suppressed the corners of her lips that couldn't help but curl up and looked at the neon lights in front of her, "Okay."
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The seat I booked was on a high floor by the window, which gave me a great view of the night view of Qichuan.
The restaurant was not crowded at this time and was quite quiet.
The waiter brought the dishes, which were all local specialties, mainly Yunnan sea mushrooms, Dai flavors and Cantonese cuisine.
One of the soups is a signature dish made with top-quality wild mushrooms and silky-bone chicken, and it tastes extremely delicious.
Many out-of-town customers come here just to taste this soup.
"Try it."
Lu Xiyan scooped the fresh soup into a white porcelain bowl and prepared to hand it to An Ning.
Suddenly, the hand holding the soup shook violently, the fingertips lost strength, and with a "bang", the soup bowl fell to the ground, spilling the soup all over the table.
Lu Xiyan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he subconsciously covered his painful left wrist.
"Western Banquet!"
An Ning was startled. She didn't care about the mess on the table and quickly stood up to check his hand. "What's wrong with your hand? Is it burned?"
She squatted beside Lu Xiyan, holding his hand and checking it back and forth.
Seeing him covering his left hand, he quickly checked his wrist and it didn't seem to be burned.
Her worry was written all over her face. Lu Xiyan suddenly smiled softly, "It's okay, I'm not burned. Did I scare you?"
"Did your hand slip?" An Ning raised her head and frowned slightly.
"Yeah, I slipped a little." Lu Xiyan spread out his slender hand to show her, "Look, it's okay."
There were indeed no signs of burns on his hands, and An Ning's heart, which had been hanging in her throat, finally settled down.
"I'm glad you're okay."
The waiter came over and asked if she needed to change seats. An Ning shook her head, said sorry, and told them to clean up.
Lu Xiyan looked at the porcelain bowl that fell to the ground, then looked at his left hand, his eyes dimming slightly.
"Because this accident caused nerve damage to the Second Young Master's left hand, it won't have a major impact on his daily life, but his hand needs to rest. He must not race again in the future, and especially avoid driving for long periods of time."
The doctor's words from four years ago suddenly rang in my ears.
From then on, he was almost always driven by a driver when he went out.
I occasionally drive for a while by myself and there are no major problems.
Lu Xiyan quietly clenched his left hand.
He drove all the way from Dianhai to the mountains for several hours without feeling any pain.
He thought his left hand was almost healed.
Unexpectedly, it still failed.
Can't even hold a bowl.
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