Chapter 340 You didn’t plan to call the police at all?
Listening to the footsteps fading away, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
What kind of life has she been going through these past two days? It's like riding a roller coaster, with one shock after another.
She finished removing her makeup and cleaning as quickly as possible. Fortunately, the wound was on her wrist, so it was not serious if she carefully avoided it.
Mu Nanyan looked down at her wrinkled white dress. The hem still had traces of being cut in the hospital last night, and she suddenly felt embarrassed.
This expensive haute couture dress now hung on her body like a rag, and the floor-dragging skirt made it difficult for her to walk.
"What a sin..."
She muttered softly and limped back to her bedroom.
When opening the wardrobe, her fingers hesitated for a moment between silk pajamas and casual suits, and finally she chose a beige knitted home suit, which was neither too casual nor too comfortable.
After changing her clothes, she adjusted her collar in front of the full-length mirror.
Although the girl in the mirror was without makeup, her skin was translucent, which was much better than the calico face she had just now.
However, the injury to her right ankle forced her to hold on to the wall when walking, and she had to take every step carefully.
As soon as Mu Nanyan stepped out of the room, she found that Lu Yiran's door was ajar, obviously left there specially for her.
The morning light shone through the crack in the door, casting a thin strip of light on the floor. She gently pushed the door open, and the aroma of food immediately hit her face.
In the restaurant, Lu Yiran was setting the tableware with his back to her.
The morning light outlined his tall figure, and his slender fingers placed the plate meticulously.
Hearing the footsteps, he immediately turned around and subconsciously walked over.
"Don't move! I can do it myself."
Mu Nanyan reflexively took a half step back and put her hands in a defensive position. She didn't want to experience another sudden "princess hug" again.
Lu Yiran raised his eyebrows, reluctantly retracted his steps, and considerately pulled the chair opposite him away.
The table was filled with golden millet porridge, boiled eggs, and steaming crystal shrimp dumplings, which was simple yet warm.
Lu Yiran subconsciously explained:
"The doctor said before that you can only eat light food these few days..."
Mu Nanyan didn't care about this at all:
"It's okay, it's fine this way."
Mu Nanyan is really hungry now, so it doesn’t matter what she eats, as long as she can fill her stomach.
The two of them ate breakfast in silence, with only the occasional sound of the porcelain spoon touching the wall of the bowl.
Finally, Lu Yiran broke the silence:
"Do you know the driver from yesterday?"
His voice was very soft, but it made Mu Nanyan's chopsticks hang in the air.
"I don't know him."
She put down her chopsticks and suddenly realized something.
"Wait...did you call the police?"
There was a car accident in the underground parking garage of Lanting Hotel. Such a big thing should not have had no news at all. Logically, the police should have come to take her statement last night, but they didn't.
Lu Yiran paused slightly while scooping the porridge:
"Don't worry about this matter, I will help you handle it."
His tone was calm, almost indifferent.
Mu Nanyan narrowed her eyes sharply:
"You weren't planning on calling the police?"
"Um."
Lu Yiran admitted it frankly, and when he looked up at her, his eyes were as deep as ink.
No wonder no police have come to inquire about the situation from last night until now.
The only explanation Mu Nanyan could think of was that the news was blocked and even the police didn't know about it.
But Mu Nanyan felt the whole thing was bizarre. Lu Yiran was so anxious to take her to the hospital that he didn't even bother with his own car. With so many people at the Lanting Hotel, was there no one who saw the accident? Was it just a coincidence?
"Did you find anything?"
He put down the spoon, looked at Mu Nanyan and said seriously:
"Not yet, I'll let you know when there's news."
"good."
Mu Nanyan lowered her head and continued eating, but she had no taste for the food.
Too many things happened yesterday, and Mu Nanyan's mind was a little confused. Now that she had calmed down, she unconsciously recalled a fragment in her mind.
----remember----
Song Yajun is smiling, but fine lines appear around her eyes:
"Miss Mu is truly magnanimous, but... there is something I feel I still need to tell Miss Mu."
"What's up?"
Mu Nanyan shook the juice in her hand as she spoke, a little confused. This was the second time Song Yajun mentioned wanting to tell her something. She was a little curious, what was it that was worth him mentioning again and again?
"I heard that Mr. Lu recently returned to Beijing, and he's been spotted with the daughter of the Huashi Group. It seems the two families are planning a marriage..."
As Song Yaju spoke, her eyes seemed to fall on Mu Nanyan's face, gauging her reaction.
Mu Nanyan's heart skipped a beat, and her fingers suddenly tightened, but she still kept a faint smile on her face, without revealing any abnormality:
"Since Madam Shangguan knows that he and I are divorced, then what does his affairs have to do with me? Madam Shangguan, there is no need to remind me deliberately."
Mu Nanyan spoke the last few words very lightly, but with a chill as cold as ice.
Song Yajun's eyes flashed, and the fake smile on her face suddenly became vivid:
"Ms. Mu, please don't misunderstand me. I'm just worried that you'll be kept in the dark and wronged for no reason."
As she spoke, she patted the back of Mu Nanyan's hand in a pretentious manner, but her face was full of an expression of anticipation.
"Thank you so much for reminding me, Madam Shangguan."
Mu Nanyan said this, but pulled her hand back without any hesitation.
Song Yajun stroked her temples contentedly:
"You're welcome. You're Fuling's friend after all."
Mu Nanyan smiled faintly and did not respond.
Song Yajun had already achieved the purpose of her visit and did not want to stay any longer. She smiled and said:
"The banquet is about to begin. I'll excuse myself first. I hope Miss Mu has a great time."
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Mu Nanyan slowly put down the chopsticks in her hand, her eyes falling solemnly on Lu Yiran's face.
The soft light in the restaurant illuminated her slightly furrowed brows, and complex emotions surged in her amber pupils.
Lu Yiran was picking up a crystal shrimp dumpling when he suddenly noticed the gaze from the opposite side.
He looked up and saw Mu Nanyan's red lips tightly pursed, her porcelain-white face full of hesitation to speak.
"What's wrong? Not to your liking?"
Lu Yiran's voice was still low and pleasant, but his hands had naturally shifted to placing the shrimp dumplings gently on her bone china plate.
Mu Nanyan didn't move her chopsticks.
She took a deep breath and unconsciously tightened the napkin in her hand with her fingertips.
"Last night...why were you in the parking lot of Lanting Hotel?"
As soon as she said it, she regretted it.
She wanted to know the answer to this question, but was also afraid to know it.
Lu Yiran's chopsticks paused slightly in the air.
He put down the cutlery and wiped the corner of his lips elegantly with the napkin. He did this action calmly, but it made Mu Nanyan's heart skip a beat.
"Come to Fuling's birthday party?"
She spoke out her guess first, but immediately denied it in her heart.
Based on her understanding of Lu Yiran, this man has always disdained to attend such banquets. There is no use in doing so except to see the hypocritical faces of those people.
Then why did he suddenly come here when he was living in the capital? When she least expected it?
"I came to see you."
Lu Yiran's voice was very soft, but it was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake.
Mu Nanyan's breathing stagnated.
Something exploded in her chest, making her eardrums buzz.
Is he coming to see her?
The realization made her fingertips tingle, and the napkin crumpled in her palm.
The living room fell into an eerie silence.
She could hear her own rapid heartbeat, the rustling of sycamore leaves outside the window, and even Lu Yiran's steady breathing.
But the next second, Song Yajun's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head.
The scene of their quarrel when they last met and Lu Yiran's gnashing oath before leaving emerged unconsciously in her mind:
[Very good, Mu Nanyan, remember what you said today.]
If I, Lu Yiran, come to see you again, I will be a dog!
Mu Nanyan's heart, which had been beating just now, instantly returned to dead silence...
So what if he came to see her? Could we just ignore what happened between them that day?
How could such a proud man bow his head so easily?
What's more... he is already engaged, what else is she asking for?
Mu Nanyan just looked at Lu Yiran who was sitting opposite her. Why was he looking for her?
The next second, a terrible thought suddenly appeared in Mu Nanyan's mind - could he be here to snatch Chenchen?
Mu Nanyan's eyes turned cold instantly, and her fingers clenched unconsciously.
She leaned back slightly, her whole body showing a defensive posture, like a hedgehog with its spines erected.
However, Lu Yiran kept his head down the whole time, concentrating on stirring the porridge in the bowl, and the porcelain spoon occasionally made a crisp sound when it hit the wall of the bowl.
He never looked up, and naturally did not notice the ever-changing expression on Mu Nanyan's face.
Only after he finished the last mouthful of porridge did he slowly put down the bowl, picked up the napkin and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.
He did this movement gracefully and calmly, as if preparing for an important negotiation.
He finally raised his eyes and looked directly at Mu Nanyan with a deep gaze:
"What happened before...I was wrong."
Mu Nanyan's fingertips curled up unconsciously. She never thought she would hear such words from Lu Yiran.
"Although I never intended to let Chu Ci deceive Tang Yutong's feelings, it was indeed me who asked him to inquire about your preferences. This is my fault."
The sunlight filtered through the gauze curtains onto the dining table, casting fine shadows on his chiseled profile.
Mu Nanyan just stared at Lu Yiran in a daze. Was he explaining to her?
This realization left her at a loss as to how to react.
She subconsciously pinched her palm to confirm that this was not an illusion.
"I know what kind of person Chu Ci is, and Tang Yutong is your best friend. If I want to win you back, I won't do such a stupid thing."
"I didn't expect this incident to affect your relationship with her. If you need, I can go to Tang Yutong to explain."
Mu Nanyan looked at him. He actually said he was going to Tang Yutong to explain? This man who had always been so high and mighty could actually do this for her. Mu Nanyan was really a little surprised.
When Mu Nanyan reacted, she was sure that Lu Yiran was not here to snatch Chenchen away, but to apologize to her...
The thought made her feel a surge of guilt.
He had clearly signed an agreement to give up custody, but she still doubted him.
She lowered her head, her voice a little hoarse:
"Actually...I was wrong too."
Mu Nanyan suddenly thought of something and smiled self-deprecatingly:
"Even Yutong knows that this matter has nothing to do with you, but I still blamed everything on you... and said so many hurtful words. I'm sorry..."
Lu Yiran's eyes softened noticeably, and his tense shoulders relaxed a little:
"So, is this matter over?"
"Um."
She nodded and tried to force a smile:
"We'll still be... friends from now on, and you saved me last night, and I haven't had the chance to thank you properly yet."
Lu Yiran was immediately interested when he heard this. A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his slender fingers tapped the table lightly.
"Then how are you going to thank me?"
Mu Nanyan froze suddenly, her fingertips unconsciously tightening the corner of her clothes.
She really hadn't thought about this question carefully, and now that he asked her so bluntly, the tips of her ears unconsciously turned slightly red.
"How about I treat you..."
She spoke hesitantly, but before she could utter the word "eat", she was interrupted by Lu Yiran.
Lu Yiran seemed to know what she wanted to say. He leaned forward slightly, a dangerous light flashing in his deep eyes:
"I saved my life, and you're going to send me packing with a meal? Can you please be more careful?"
There was obvious disappointment in his deep voice.
Mu Nanyan touched the tip of her nose awkwardly. It wasn't that she didn't want to be serious, it was just that... she really didn't know what Lu Yiran liked. Besides, what could a young master like him not get if he wanted?
If he wanted something he couldn't get, she probably wouldn't be able to give it to him...
Mu Nanyan thought for a long time, but she really didn't know how to thank Lu Yiran. In the end, she decided to just throw the question to him directly:
"Then how do you want me to thank you?"
After asking this question, her heart suddenly hung in the air.
What if he asks for hundreds of millions of dollars? Even if she sells her, she won’t be able to afford it.
She quietly clenched her fists, her nails almost digging into her palms.
Lu Yiran's gaze suddenly became scorching, he looked straight into her eyes, his voice hoarse:
"What do I want...you really don't know?"
"How would I know what you want?"
Mu Nanyan looked bewildered, her clear eyes filled with confusion.
Lu Yiran: “…”
Lu Yiran's Adam's apple rolled, and a hint of frustration flashed in his eyes.
He almost suspected that the woman in front of him who was pretending to be stupid was doing it on purpose.
He slowly approached, his warm breath almost brushing against her ear:
"I once heard someone say, 'There's no way to repay someone for saving my life, except to…'"
He deliberately dragged out the ending of the word, staring intently at her reaction.
Mu Nanyan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she vowed solemnly:
"I'll just work like a slave in my next life! Don't worry, I'll definitely..."
Lu Yiran: “…”
"Mu Nanyan!"
Lu Yiran suddenly interrupted her, his face instantly becoming terribly gloomy, and his knuckles made a dull sound on the table.
"You're so... unwilling to marry me?"
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