Chapter 163 Buying a Wedding House
When we returned from the ancestral hall, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
The moonlight faded away its haziness, becoming clear and bright, illuminating the stone road on the ground and stretching the moving shadows on the ground.
Lu Xiyan's knees were almost numb from kneeling, and he was still limping as he walked towards the car.
Seeing this, the driver quickly opened the car door and was about to go forward to help him, but he raised his hand to stop him.
"Mr. Lu," the driver said, "your phone rang several times in the car. The chairman ordered that no one be allowed into the ancestral hall, so I didn't dare take you inside."
Lu Xiyan's handsome face was covered with a cold expression. He said "hmm" and sat back in the car.
He picked up his phone and opened it, and his frown relaxed slightly.
An Ning sent him several text messages, saying that she missed him, and also made two phone calls, but he didn't answer.
Just as I was about to call her, I noticed that it was already early morning and stopped dialing.
She is a light sleeper and cannot fall asleep if the phone wakes her up.
What's more, there was a little kid sleeping next to her.
After thinking for a moment, he tapped his phone with his fingertips and sent a text message.
"Go back to Duke Yuhe's mansion."
After turning off his cell phone, he leaned back and looked at the moon in the sky through the car window.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Marshmallow?
Who wants cotton candy?
......
In the silent night, the woman sat on the edge of the bed with her knees hugged, her long black hair hanging down, covering half of her face.
Next to it was a bottle of antidepressants with the cap opened, and it was unclear whether it had been taken or not.
The moonlight from outside the window filtered through the tulle in the bedroom, shining on her pretty features, beautiful and fragile.
The phone on the counter lit up and a text message popped up.
She slowly turned her head and took a look.
[Sorry, I'm so busy I only checked my phone now. Call me tomorrow when you wake up. I promise I'll pick up. Also, the moon is beautiful tonight, tomorrow night too, and every day from now on. Good night, Ningning.]
She closed her eyes gently, and a line of tears flowed down her cheeks.
A few hours ago.
The moment the public phone was connected, a middle-aged woman's voice came through the landline.
"Who is it? What are you selling at this late hour?"
An Ning was startled by the woman's unpleasant voice.
The tone is bold and the voice is arrogant.
Very familiar.
Where have you heard of this?
And I've heard it more than once.
The words were on the tip of my tongue but I suddenly didn't know how to ask them.
"What are you doing? Are you crazy to call me in the middle of the night?" The cursing continued on the other end of the phone, and after a few curses, he hung up.
An Ning stood there, her face pale and her body shaking constantly.
She remembered.
She had heard this voice before.
And the other party had spoken to her in this voice before.
Her legs and feet felt weak, and she staggered a few steps before leaning against the drinks cabinet behind her. It was like a bolt from the blue, and her head was buzzing.
The people at the convenience store noticed that she looked unhappy and asked her if she needed help.
She waved her hand, paid the money, and staggered out.
A man wandered on the road for a long time.
My tears have almost dried up, and I feel like a dead tree in winter, without any life at all.
She never imagined that when she called this old number, the person who answered the phone was actually—
Cao Han!
Cheng family’s nanny, Cao Han!!!
She told herself that her biological mother couldn't be Cao Han, there must be a mistake! The number must have been unused and Cao Han had used it by mistake.
But at the same time, I couldn’t help but wonder, what if it was really Cao Han?
She didn't know how she got home. She wandered outside for a long time like a lonely ghost, and then returned home numbly.
She didn't even have the strength to raise her hand to reply to the message.
Waves of heart-wrenching pain came from her chest, pulling her heart down, making it difficult for her to breathe.
She clutched the clothes on her chest tightly, slowly fell to the ground in pain, biting her fingers tightly and crying silently.
......
Yuhe Mansion.
In the bedroom, the man under the thin blanket bent his legs, his back arched, veins bulging on his exposed right arm, and his palm tightly grasped his left wrist.
The nerves in my left wrist sent waves of piercing pain, causing my fingers to tremble unconsciously.
The man's tall, delicate face was slightly pale, and sweat dripped down his deep brow bones and from the tip of his nose. He gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Pain, panic, chest tightness that makes it hard to breathe.
I haven't felt this way for a long time.
Lu Xiyan struggled to get up from the bed and opened the bedside drawer with great effort, but couldn't find any painkillers. Then he remembered that he hadn't taken painkillers for two or three years.
The pain in my left wrist has not recurred for almost three years.
He tilted his head back slightly, leaned against the headboard, and dialed the number.
"Uncle Quan." He spoke in a hoarse voice, sweating profusely, "Painkillers."
In a moment, the bedroom door was pushed open.
Li Quan hurried over with a bottle of painkillers and a glass of water, and was shocked when he saw the man's appearance.
"Master, why does it hurt so much?" Li Quan quickly made him take the medicine and asked, "Hasn't it been several years since it happened?"
He suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly, "The roads over there are all mountainous and difficult to travel. Are you driving yourself? Have you forgotten what the doctor told you? Your hands can't drive!"
Lu Xiyan took the medicine and swallowed it. His left hand on the quilt was still shaking unconsciously. He tried to make a fist, but the damaged nerves controlled his muscles and he couldn't use any strength.
Sweat trickled down his cheeks. He raised his hand to rub his stuffy chest and asked Li Quan, "Is my mom okay?"
"Madam is fine," Li Quan said. "The doctor said her vital signs have been stable recently."
Lu Xiyan didn't know why he felt so blocked in his heart. The pain subsided a little, and he took out his cell phone and opened it. It was only four o'clock in the morning, and An Ning hadn't replied to his message. She must have fallen asleep.
Li Quan saw that he looked unhappy and asked, "Master, can we ask a doctor to come over and take a look?"
Lu Xiyan shook his head gently, his voice a little unsteady due to the pain, "Don't tell Grandpa about this."
Li Quan's gaze fell on his still trembling left hand and he nodded.
"By the way, Uncle Quan, could you please help me with something?" Lu Xiyan curled the corners of her lips and gave him a few instructions.
"Pangu Mansion?" Li Quan asked doubtfully, "Hasn't your private residence already been sold? Are you still going to buy another one?"
"Well, we can buy either the upper or lower floor of the previous one."
"What's the use of this?" Li Quan didn't understand. The average price of houses there is now 600 million, but the young master's house was sold for 5 million before. Why does he have to buy a new one?
"Wedding room." Lu Xiyan smiled lightly, his expression still a little bad, but one could still see the gleam in his eyes.
Li Quan understood what he meant and asked with a smile, "With——"
"peaceful."
Hearing this, Li Quan smiled kindly, "Are you Miss An again?"
"It's always been her." Lu Xiyan's eyes flickered, "and only her."
He has never been a sentimental person, and he can only give his love and heart to one person.
I gave it to An Ning six years ago and I can’t get it back.
He thought that even if An Ning did not return to Jinghai and disappeared from then on, he could not take back the heart he had given her, and he would let her take him wherever she went.
But now that she was back and back with her, he wouldn't let her go again.
She values her family, so she bought a wedding house in the same place so that they could be closer.
She would probably like it.
Thinking of this, Lu Xiyan felt that the pain in his wrist seemed to be less severe.
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