Chapter 282 Have you seen enough?
Mu Nanyan stared at Mia and asked again, "Can you describe his appearance?"
"He was wearing the latest Gucci suit. He was quite tall, about 1.88 meters, and quite handsome."
Mu Nanyan was certain that it was Lu Yiran. She looked at Mia and teased:
"How did you come up with the idea of using the word 'sly' to describe him?"
Mia looked at Mu Nanyan blankly:
"Isn't that shifty? This is a new word I learned yesterday, and I was thinking it might come in handy today."
The corners of Mu Nanyan's mouth twitched, and then she looked at Mia and said:
"That's not how the word is used. It's usually used to describe someone with bad intentions."
"Isn't he a person with bad intentions? Doesn't eavesdropping count as that?"
Mia looked at Mu Nanyan with confusion on her face.
Mu Nanyan realized that she couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so she gave up and said:
"He's not a bad guy, he's my... friend."
"Oh~ Is this Mr. Lu who came to see you before? I heard them mention him before, and today I finally met him in person."
Mia dragged out her tone, revealing an expression of sudden enlightenment. Mu Nanyan nodded helplessly, and Mia immediately smiled like a flower:
"Then I'll go back and revise the design!"
Mia said and skipped away.
Looking at Mia's departing back, Mu Nanyan couldn't help but smile. Then she turned her head to look in the direction of her office, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes. The dignified CEO Lu actually has a habit of eavesdropping?
When Mu Nanyan pushed the door open and returned to the office, Lu Yiran was sitting in the reception area, tapping the armrest of the sofa with his slender fingers.
Seeing her come in, Lu Yiran raised his eyes calmly and asked calmly:
"What took you so long?"
"Don't you think Mr. Lu knows where I've been?"
Mu Nanyan leaned against the door with her arms folded, looking at him with a half-smile.
Lu Yiran's fingertips paused slightly, but his expression remained calm.
"Um?"
He tilted his head slightly, revealing just the right amount of puzzlement, as if he really had no idea.
Mu Nanyan walked straight up to him and looked down at him:
"Stop pretending, I just saw you."
Mu Nanyan knew Lu Yiran's personality. If he knew that someone else told her, he would probably cause trouble for her. Mia was also kind-hearted. Mu Nanyan didn't want her to get into unnecessary trouble, so she simply said that she saw it herself.
Lu Yiran:???
A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Yiran's eyes. He clearly remembered that Mu Nanyan had her back to the door at that time. How could it be...
But after thinking about it, Lu Yiran simply admitted it frankly:
"I went to look for you, but I saw you were talking about something, so I didn't disturb you."
"that's all?"
Mu Nanyan narrowed her eyes and looked at him, as if verifying the truthfulness of his words.
"What else? Can I still eavesdrop on your conversation?"
Lu Yiran met her gaze, a faint smile on his lips.
Their eyes met in the air for a few seconds, and finally Mu Nanyan looked away first.
Mu Nanyan glanced at the remaining food on the table, then said to Lu Yiran:
"Have you finished eating? If you're done, go back. I need to start working."
"Um."
Lu Yiran responded indifferently, then began to clear the food on the coffee table. Mu Nanyan had no intention of going up to help, and went straight back to her desk to continue drawing the design.
After everything was packed, he showed no intention of leaving. Instead, he leisurely sat back on the sofa and picked up a magazine to read.
Mu Nanyan raised her head from the design draft, frowned and asked:
"Why don't you leave?"
"I have nothing to do this afternoon. Let's go back together when you get off work."
Lu Yiran said as if it was a matter of course.
At the same time, in the president's office of Lu Group, Song Rui was struggling to deal with the documents submitted by various departments.
He glanced at the pile of contracts waiting to be signed and lamented with despair:
"It's only Wednesday... Why is Mr. Lu skipping work again..."
Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Yiran, who was sitting leisurely on the sofa, and her heart began to beat fast.
When did this person become so shameless? Doesn't he even understand the most basic social distance?
Didn't he even need to ask her opinion before staying here? Did she agree? How dare he stay here???
"Mr. Lu, your staying here will affect my work."
She forced a professional smile, her fingertips tapping unconsciously on the table.
Lu Yiran raised his head when he heard this, a smile in his deep eyes:
"It's okay, just pretend I don't exist."
He lazily adjusted his sitting posture, his slender fingers casually resting on the armrest of the sofa. Mu Nanyan took a deep breath and tried to maintain a calm expression.
"Do you think I, a living person 188cm tall, can pretend you don't exist?"
Lu Yiran suddenly leaned forward, a playful smile on his lips:
"So you care so much about my existence? I know I'm very attractive. You can look at me after get off work. You should focus on your work time."
The pencil in Mu Nanyan's hand was almost broken by her. She widened her eyes and didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.
How can this person speak such narcissistic words so confidently?
What’s even more infuriating is that she couldn’t even refute it. Lu Yiran did have the capital to be narcissistic.
Those ink-black deep eyes, angular features, and innate noble temperament have indeed attracted countless socialites.
"Okay, whatever you want."
Mu Nanyan gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words, deciding to completely ignore this narcissist.
She forced herself to focus on the design again, her pencil drawing sharp lines on the paper.
The office fell into an eerie silence, with only the rustling of pencils.
The sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting mottled shadows on the floor, stretching the shadows of the two people very long, yet always maintaining just the right distance.
Lu Yiran's gaze slowly moved away from the magazine and fell on Mu Nanyan who was concentrating on her work not far away.
The sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, giving her a soft golden edge.
She frowned slightly, and her slender fingers held the pencil and quickly sketched on the drawing. Occasionally she stopped to think and unconsciously tucked a strand of stray hair behind her ear.
The focused profile looked particularly vivid in the halo, and even the tiny hairs were clearly visible.
Lu Yiran unconsciously slowed down his breathing. He had seen Mu Nanyan in countless states: she was sharp at the negotiation table, she was gentle as water when taking care of Chenchen, and she was even like a furry kitten when she was angry.
But it was the sight of her immersed in work that always kept him from taking his eyes off her.
"Have you seen enough?"
Mu Nanyan suddenly spoke, and continued to draw the lines without looking up. Lu Yiran was shocked to realize that he had been staring at her for a long time. He chuckled softly, with a hint of laziness in his voice:
"There's nothing I can do. Designer Mu's focused look is so hard to look away."
Mu Nanyan finally raised her head and met his smiling eyes. His gaze was so focused that she was speechless for a moment. She could only pretend to be calm and look away.
She quickly turned her face away, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the pencil:
"Is Mr. Lu so free now?"
Since when did this once cold and distant man become so uncomfortable for her? The sudden love words, the vague touches, and the rogue behavior of staying in her office and refusing to leave.
She glared at Lu Yiran with a stern face and said:
"If you do this again, don't blame me for asking security to ask you to leave."
Seeing this, Lu Yiran immediately raised his hands in surrender:
"As you command, I won't disturb you from working. I'll just sit here and be a quiet handsome man."
Lu Yiran said this while shaking the financial magazine in his hand.
In the following time, Lu Yiran really kept his promise. He sometimes flipped through magazines, sometimes processed emails on his mobile phone, and his slender fingers tapped quickly on the screen.
Mu Nanyan occasionally looked up and could always see his slightly furrowed brows and focused profile. It was obvious that he was busy with official duties, but he insisted on staying here stubbornly.
The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window gradually set in the west, stretching the shadows of the two people very long.
Mu Nanyan put down her pencil, rubbed her sore neck, and her eyes unconsciously drifted towards the man on the sofa.
He seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up. The moment their eyes met, a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Are you done?"
"That's about right." Mu Nanyan replied indifferently.
Lu Yiran put away his phone, stood up gracefully, looked at Mu Nanyan and said with a smile:
"Just right, it's time to pick up Chenchen from school."
Mu Nanyan raised her wrist to look at her watch, and the hour hand was pointing to the end of school time.
Mu Nanyan felt a little guilty when she thought about how she got up late this morning and failed to prepare breakfast for Chenchen.
Maybe... picking him up in person would make the little guy happier?
As soon as this thought came to her mind, her eyes unconsciously drifted towards Lu Yiran in front of her.
Although she wanted to pick up Chenchen, she didn't want to go with Lu Yiran. What would it mean for her to go with Lu Yiran?
Mu Nanyan bit her lower lip, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the design draft.
But Lu Yiran has been here all afternoon, and he probably won't leave until she gets off work...
Mu Nanyan accepted her fate and began to tidy up the design drafts on the table. After everything was packed up, Mu Nanyan picked up her bag and walked out of the office one after another.
Lu Yiran followed behind Mu Nanyan, looked at her back, raised his eyebrows, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
When passing by the open office area, the originally noisy space suddenly became quiet.
More than a dozen pairs of eyes all lowered their heads, pretending to stare intently at the computer screen, with only the sound of keyboard tapping coming one after another.
When Mu Nanyan and Lu Yiran left the studio and disappeared into the corridor outside the door, whispers suddenly sounded in the studio.
Everyone was whispering to each other, their eyes full of curiosity, wondering what the relationship between Mu Nanyan and Lu Yiran was.
At this time, Zhou Ruxuan walked out of the tea room with steady steps. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a sense of majesty in her eyes.
She glanced at everyone and spoke slowly:
"What are you doing? Is the work too easy? If you don't want to work hard, I have plenty of tasks for you."
As soon as the words fell, the office area fell silent. Everyone quickly turned their attention back to their work, and the only sound left in the office was the tapping of keyboards.
It was as if the people who were chatting and gossiping just now were not them at all.
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Mu Nanyan and Lu Yiran walked to the garage side by side, their pace neither hurried nor slow.
Mu Nanyan only wanted to pick up Chenchen as soon as possible, so she walked straight towards her car.
Lu Yiran followed her closely with a faint smile on his face.
Until Mu Nanyan walked to her car, Lu Yiran was still following her like a shadow.
Mu Nanyan stopped and turned around, with a faint smile on her face, but a hint of vigilance in her eyes, and asked softly:
"Mr. Lu, what are you doing?"
Lu Yiran was slightly stunned, with a puzzled look on his face, and said softly:
"Aren't we going to pick up Chenchen together?"
Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Yiran calmly, her tone calm but unquestionable:
"Drive your own car."
"I didn't drive here."
Lu Yiran said calmly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
Mu Nanyan raised her eyebrows, a half-smile appeared on her face, she pointed behind Lu Yiran and said slowly:
"Whose car is that? Am I seeing things?"
Lu Yiran looked in the direction of Mu Nanyan's finger and saw his shiny Maybach parked steadily in the parking space opposite.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment, and Lu Yiran thought to himself that something was wrong. When he came here today, he was thinking about seeing Mu Nanyan as soon as possible. When he parked his car, he just found a random spot and didn't notice that his car was parked in Area A, and it was right opposite Mu Nanyan's car. It was really a mistake.
Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Yiran quietly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and teased:
"If Mr. Lu's eyesight isn't very good, I suggest you go to the hospital. I can pick up Chenchen myself, so don't worry about it."
Lu Yiran was not willing to give up this hard-earned opportunity so easily. He turned his eyes and passed the blame to his assistant Song Rui:
"My assistant must have driven it here. He didn't tell me."
Song Rui: Feed me peanuts...
Mu Nanyan's mouth twitched. Not wanting to get entangled with Lu Yiran anymore, she opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.
Just as she closed the car door and was about to fasten her seat belt, she heard the passenger door open and Lu Yiran sat in carelessly.
Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Yiran with confusion, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
Lu Yiran understood the doubt in her eyes and explained:
"We're going to pick up Chenchen anyway, so it's convenient to take the same car."
"When did Mr. Lu start liking to hitchhike?" Mu Nanyan raised her eyebrows, with a hint of ridicule in her tone.
"I just like to ride in your car." Lu Yiran raised the corners of his mouth, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
Mu Nanyan wanted to tease him, but unexpectedly, Lu Yiran outmaneuvered her and she was speechless for a moment.
Seeing this, Lu Yiran raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously and said softly:
"Let's go."
Mu Nanyan wouldn't let Lu Yiran use her car. If Lu Yiran left the car here, would he have to take her car to get it tomorrow? Is this ever going to end?
"Mr. Lu, did I agree to let you take my ride?"
"Then you can take my car and I'll drive you to pick up Chenchen."
Mu Nanyan: ...Is there any difference?
Seeing that she couldn't convince herself, Mu Nanyan simply stopped talking. She leaned back in the driver's seat, not driving, and just sat there.
Seeing this, Lu Yiran showed a puzzled expression on his face and asked with concern:
"Uncomfortable? How about I drive?"
"Okay, then let's change seats." Mu Nanyan agreed without thinking.
Lu Yiran opened the passenger door and got out of the car. The moment he closed the door, Mu Nanyan stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away like an arrow, leaving only a trail of exhaust gas behind for Lu Yiran.
Lu Yiran: ???
So he was tricked by Mu Nanyan???
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