Chapter 115 I miss you too, baby
"So what? After all, we're divorced and are just partners now."
Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Yiran with indifference. Lu Yiran's eyes froze for a moment, as if he had been stabbed by Mu Nanyan's words. His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be choked.
Lu Yiran found that he didn't even have the energy to question Mu Nanyan's identity. Even if he did, what would it matter? The person Mu Nanyan liked had never been him, Lu Yiran.
"I wish you happiness."
After Lu Yiran finished speaking, he turned and left. Mu Nanyan watched his departing back. His tall yet slightly lonely figure gradually faded from her sight.
A complex look instantly flashed in her eyes, including a sense of melancholy after being liberated, a hint of attachment to the past, and the unspeakable pain buried deep in her heart.
It wasn't until Lu Yiran's figure completely disappeared around the corner that she slowly withdrew her gaze, sighed softly, and turned to walk in the opposite direction of him. However, her steps seemed to weigh a thousand pounds...
Mu Nanyan no longer had the mood to continue attending the banquet. After she found Tang Yutong at the banquet, the two of them left the venue together.
"Yan Yan, what's wrong with you? Why do you seem to be in a bad mood? Is it because of the phone call just now?"
The only thing Tang Yutong could think of that made Mu Nanyan unhappy was that phone call. After all, Mu Nanyan had been in a low mood since she went out to answer a phone call and came back.
Mu Nanyan calmed down and said to Tang Yutong:
"I just met Lu Yiran after answering the phone."
"ah?"
Tang Yutong's face was full of shock. Tonight's banquet was organized by the design department themselves. Logically speaking, Lu Yiran should not appear in such an occasion. And if he really came, how could there be no movement at all?
"He wouldn't come here just to see you, would he?"
"How is that possible? We just met by chance in the bathroom."
Mu Nanyan laughed at herself. How could he come to see her specifically? He had always avoided her back then.
"What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything. I was on the phone with Chenchen at the time, and he overheard me when I was about to hang up. He thought I was talking to my boyfriend and that I was cheating on him. He questioned me a few times, just like before, he still didn't trust me..."
Tang Yutong asked tentatively:
"He's not jealous, is he? Is it possible that he sees that you've become more beautiful, and you're an internationally renowned designer, Grace, and wants to get back together with you?"
"You really think too much. There's no woman like Lu Yiran who can't find him. It's just possessiveness. Okay, let's not talk about him. I don't want to ruin our happy mood by mentioning him."
Seeing that Mu Nanyan didn't want to talk about it anymore, Tang Yutong didn't continue talking about it. The two of them took a car back to the apartment.
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Chu Ci saw Lu Yiran coming in from the gate and asked hurriedly:
"Yiran, where did you go just now? How come you disappeared in just a moment?"
"I went to the bathroom."
"Isn't there a private toilet in the box?"
Chu Ci pointed to the door inside while speaking. Lu Yiran's expression was a little unnatural. He glanced at Chu Ci. Shi Mubai quickly tried to smooth things over and said:
"Just shut up. No one will think you're dumb if you don't speak."
Chu Ci looked puzzled, it seemed like he hadn't said anything wrong.
Lu Yiran sat back in his original seat, picked up the glass on the table, and drank the wine in it. Seeing him like this, Shi Mubai seemed to know what was going on. Without saying anything, he picked up his own glass and drank a glass with him.
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The next morning, Haicheng International Airport was crowded with people.
Mu Nanyan dragged her light suitcase and walked lightly out of the exit with the crowd. She was wearing a simple white dress, the hem of which was like a nimble wing, swaying gently with her steps, outlining her elegant figure.
At that moment, a small figure, like a colt on a loose rein, leaped out of the crowd. It was four-and-a-half-year-old Chenchen, his delicate features as delicate as a meticulously crafted work of art.
His deep, piercing eyes were particularly like Lu Yiran's, dark and bright, as if hiding the vast expanse of stars. Beneath his straight nose was a slightly pouty, pink mouth, chubby cheeks, and his soft, fine black hair danced happily as he ran. He was practically a miniature version of Lu Yiran, handsome yet radiant with childlike innocence.
In the blink of an eye, Chenchen rushed to Mu Nanyan, opened his arms, hugged her legs tightly, raised his head, and shouted in a crisp voice:
"Sister Yan!"
The sound was as clear as a silver bell and was particularly loud in the noisy airport hall.
Mu Nanyan was stunned at first, then she lowered her head and saw the cute face that was very similar to Lu Yiran. Her eyes were instantly filled with surprise and doting.
She bent down slightly, put down the suitcase, and pretended to be angry:
"Chenchen, why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to come?"
Chenchen pouted, hugged Mu Nanyan's neck tightly with both hands, buried her little head in her arms, and said coquettishly:
"I missed you. We haven't seen each other for two months."
Mu Nanyan gently stroked Chenchen's little head, her fingers weaving through his soft hair, a happy smile blooming on her face, and she responded gently:
"I missed you too, baby."
As she spoke, she hugged Chenchen tightly in her arms, as if she wanted to pour out all the longing that had accumulated in the past two months at this moment.
This scene, with its handsome man and beautiful woman, was heartwarming and touching. Passersby cast envious glances, and some couldn't help but murmur in admiration:
"These two siblings are so good-looking, they look like they walked out of a painting."
"Chenchen, you scared me to death! In the blink of an eye, you ran away. I really couldn't stop you no matter what I did."
Mu Nanyan and Chenchen raised their heads at the same time when they heard the voice and looked towards the distance. They saw a tall man standing there quietly, looking at the mother and son with gentle eyes.
This man was Mu Nanyan's cousin, Shen Changfeng. He was thirty years old, with a figure as straight as a pine tree, and seemed to be born with a strong and resolute temperament.
He was wearing a simple black casual windbreaker, the corners of which swayed gently in the breeze, but it did not affect the calm aura he exuded.
The lines of his resolute face were clear, as if carved by a knife or an axe. Under his thick and handsome eyebrows were a pair of deep and sharp eyes, as if they could see through everything. The courage and determination inadvertently revealed in his eyes made people feel at a glance that he was no ordinary person.
Under his high nose bridge, his thin lips were tightly pursed, revealing a kind of imposing aura without anger. His neat short hair added a touch of competence to his appearance.
When Mu Nanyan saw him, a smile of surprise instantly appeared on her face, and she quickly walked forward:
"Cousin, you're back!"
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