Chapter 233 Mr. Lu, did you send it to the wrong person?
The heat from the hot pot gradually dissipated, and the spicy soup pot in front of Lu Yiran had already stopped boiling.
He watched Mu Nanyan and Cui Hao share the last piece of tripe in tacit understanding. Chenchen burped while holding his round belly, and licked the corner of his mouth stained with chili oil with his pink tongue.
Lu Yiran sat silently at the dining table, his slender fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of the water glass.
Lu Yiran hardly picked up his chopsticks tonight and just watched them eat.
Even so, the spicy taste lingers in my mouth for a long time...
His eyes were always on Mu Nanyan, watching her chatting and laughing with Cui Hao and Chenchen, and listening to them talk about the interesting things that happened abroad before.
Lu Yiran couldn't get a word in, and could only listen silently. He felt like an outsider, so redundant here...
When it came time to pay the bill, Lu Yiran mechanically took out his wallet, but found that even this action seemed redundant, as he had already paid the bill when Cui Hao went to get the food.
On the way back, he sat in the driver's seat like their driver, and the bursts of laughter coming from the back seat were like an invisible wall that isolated him.
Those memories of life abroad, the years he was absent, turned into fine needles pricking my heart.
When the elevator stopped on the 23rd floor, Mu Nanyan turned around and said to Cui Hao, "We're leaving first, see you tomorrow." The familiar tone made Lu Yiran's throat tighten.
Lu Yiran usually doesn't like to talk, but today he was completely speechless. This feeling made him inexplicably uneasy.
The moment the metal door closed, Cui Haodu showed a triumphant smile on his face.
He deliberately talked about what happened between the three of them abroad today. He just wanted Lu Yiran to know that it was Cui Hao who had been with Mu Nanyan all these years, and Lu Yiran was the invader.
Mu Nanyan took Chenchen's hand and walked straight into the house, completely isolating Lu Yiran outside the door.
The moment the door closed, her tense shoulders relaxed slightly.
Under the warm light of the living room, Chenchen suddenly tugged at the corner of her clothes, her upturned face filled with anxiety:
"Mommy, I have something to tell you."
Mu Nanyan squatted down and looked at him at eye level:
"What's wrong, baby?"
Chenchen twisted her fingers, her eyelashes trembling slightly:
"I want to apologize to Mommy... Actually, I knew that the weird uncle lived next door the day I delivered the cake... But I kept it a secret from you... I'm sorry, Mommy, please don't be mad at me, okay?"
Chenchen's voice became lower and lower, and he even lowered his head and didn't dare to look into Mu Nanyan's eyes.
Looking at Chenchen's cute little appearance, Mu Nanyan's heart had already softened like a pool of spring water. How could she bear to be angry with him?
"Then can you tell Mommy why you didn't want to tell me before?"
Chenchen bit her lip and drew circles on the ground with her little feet. She was in a dilemma, not knowing whether to tell Mu Nanyan.
Seeing this, Mu Nanyan reminded softly:
"Children are not allowed to lie. Children who lie will grow Pinocchio's nose."
Chenchen quickly covered his nose and finally mustered up the courage:
"Then I'll tell Mommy..."
Chenchen paused, then continued:
"I don't want you to worry. You've been so busy and hard at work lately, and you have to take care of me every day. I don't want you to worry about other things."
Mu Nanyan felt a lump in her throat when she heard this. Chenchen was really her angel baby. He had basically never given her any worries since he was a child. Now he was still thinking about her. He was obviously still a child, but he had turned into a little adult and started to take care of her emotions.
She held Chenchen in her arms and said softly:
"It's okay, Chenchen, I won't worry about it anymore."
"Why?" Chenchen asked in confusion.
"Because he came to see me at the company today, he voluntarily gave me your custody, so you don't have to worry about him taking you away from me anymore."
Chenchen's eyes suddenly widened: "Really?"
Could he be so kind? Why did Chenchen not believe it?
"It's true, Chenchen, so if you want to see him in the future, you can just tell me openly and I won't stop you."
"I don't want to see him. I have mommy and that's all I need."
Chenchen said as he hugged Mu Nanyan tighter.
Mu Nanyan was very happy when she heard this and kissed him on the cheek.
"Okay, it's getting late, go wash up and go to bed early."
After hearing what Mu Nanyan said, Chenchen suddenly felt a little sleepy and nodded:
"Then I'll go wash up and go to bed. Good night, Mommy."
"Goodnight, baby."
As Chenchen spoke, he stepped out of Mu Nanyan's arms and ran to the bathroom, his eyes curved into crescents with a smile, and there was no trace of the sad expression from before.
Mu Nanyan had just coaxed Chenchen to sleep when her cell phone screen suddenly lit up in the dark and vibrated slightly. Mu Nanyan was afraid of waking Chenchen up, so she tiptoed out of the room, closed the door, and then clicked on the message.
A message popped up on Lu Yiran's profile picture:
【Have you slept yet?】
This was the first time in such a long time that Mu Nanyan received a message from Lu Yiran. She didn't know what Lu Yiran was trying to do. She tapped and deleted the message on the keyboard with her thumbs, and finally replied with a cold: [? ]
Lu Yiran replied almost instantly: [I’m hungry.]
Mu Nanyan: [???]
She really couldn't understand it. Hadn't they just come back from dinner? He was already hungry, and why would he look for her if he was hungry? She wasn't his nanny. It was really inexplicable.
Mu Nanyan: [Mr. Lu, did you send this to the wrong person?]
Lu Yiran: ...
Lu Yiran looked at the message on the phone screen and didn't know what to say for a moment. He didn't have Alzheimer's disease, so how could he have sent it to the wrong person?
Lu Yiran ignored Mu Nanyan's question, tapped on the screen a few times, and sent another message: [I'm hungry.]
Mu Nanyan could almost imagine his expressionless face when he said this, and then replied: [If you are hungry, just eat. Why are you sending me a message? ]
Lu Yiran: [The refrigerator at home is cleaner than my face.]
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