Chapter 352 Nothing good will happen if Sister Yan is with you!
Mu Nanyan thought carefully and realized that she hadn't made a cake for a long time. The last time she made one was when she brought breakfast to Xiao Nuan. How did Lu Yiran know about it?
Could it be that he was already picking up Chenchen from school at that time?
When Mu Nanyan thought of this, she felt emotional again.
The engine let out a low roar as the black sedan smoothly moved into traffic.
The sunlight poured through the skylight, gently enveloping the two figures.
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When Lu Yiran parked the car steadily at the school gate, the school bell rang.
Many parents had already gathered at the school gate, standing in groups of three or four under the shade of the trees waiting.
Lu Yiran unbuckled his seat belt and turned to look at Mu Nanyan:
"Your leg injury hasn't healed yet, so just wait in the car. I'll go pick up Chenchen."
Mu Nanyan looked at the bustling crowd outside the window, thought of her inconvenient knees, and nodded slightly:
"Okay, I'll wait for you here."
Lu Yiran got out of the car, closed the door, and walked towards the school gate. Mu Nanyan sat in the car, watching his tall figure moving among the crowd. Even if Lu Yiran walked away, she could still recognize him in the crowd at a glance.
After Lu Yiran disappeared in the crowd, Mu Nanyan couldn't help but think that Chenchen hadn't seen Lu Yiran for so long, and she didn't know how he would react.
Although Chenchen is only five years old, Mu Nanyan can already hardly see through Chenchen's thoughts.
Chenchen always gave her the feeling that he seemed to know everything, like when Lu Yiran suddenly disappeared, Chenchen never asked about him, and the quarrel between her and Tang Yutong.
Chenchen must have noticed it, so he asked her to play that video.
"Little clever ghost..."
Mu Nanyan whispered softly, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised.
Chenchen is like an angel sent to her by God, guarding her broken heart in his childish way.
Not long after, Lu Yiran came from the school gate holding Chenchen's hand.
The sunlight stretched the two figures, one big and one small, very long, and they looked quite warm from a distance.
But when the two of them got closer, they found that they both had stern faces the whole time, as if someone owed them money.
Mu Nanyan smiled helplessly, they really are father and son.
Chenchen looked through the car window and saw Mu Nanyan in the car. He immediately broke free from Lu Yiran's hand and rushed over like a small cannonball.
He stood on tiptoe, holding onto the car window with his small hands, his dark eyes filled with worry:
"Sister Yan, are you injured?"
Mu Nanyan quickly lowered the car window and rubbed his little head:
"It's just a minor injury and will heal soon."
Chenchen keenly noticed the scratch on her wrist and frowned into a small pimple.
He carefully held her hand, puffed up his cheeks and blew gently:
"Fly away in pain~"
This thoughtful gesture softened Mu Nanyan's heart.
But what surprised her even more was that Chenchen asked immediately:
"Sister Yan, is your foot injured too?"
Mu Nanyan was a little surprised when she heard this. She didn't seem to tell Chenchen that her foot was injured. How did he know?
Mu Nanyan turned to look at Lu Yiran who had just sat in the driver's seat. Could it be that he said that?
Lu Yiran noticed her gaze, as if he knew what she was thinking, and shrugged helplessly:
"I didn't say anything."
Chenchen said seriously:
"I discovered it myself. Usually you would come to pick me up standing at the school gate, but today you were sitting in the car, and you were sitting in the passenger seat, not driving."
Mu Nanyan couldn't help but smile. This child was so sharp that it made people feel distressed.
Afraid that Chenchen would worry, she opened the passenger door and gently lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing the gauze on her knees.
"It's just a little scrape, it will be fine in a few days."
Chenchen's face became even more tense:
"You're lying! Why would you wrap gauze around such a small wound?"
He suddenly turned to Lu Yiran and said angrily:
"I knew it was bad luck for Sister Yan to be with you!"
Mu Nanyan and Lu Yiran were stunned when they heard this. Mu Nanyan didn't expect Chenchen to have such a strong opinion of Lu Yiran.
The atmosphere in the car froze instantly.
Mu Nanyan said seriously:
"Chenchen, you can't talk like that. Thanks to Uncle Lu, Mom only suffered minor injuries this time."
"real?"
Chenchen blinked suspiciously.
"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?"
"All right."
The little guy then turned to Lu Yiran and bowed solemnly:
"Thank you for saving Mommy."
Lu Yiran obviously didn't expect this change. He was stunned for a moment before he said softly:
"You're welcome. This is what I should do."
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two had improved a lot, Mu Nanyan felt relieved and changed the subject at the right time:
"Get in the car, we're going home. Uncle Lu also bought you a blueberry cake."
Chenchen climbed silently into the back seat and saw an exquisite cake box next to the child seat.
He stole a glance at Lu Yiran in the driver's seat, whispered "thank you", and then fastened his seat belt obediently.
After seeing Chenchen fasten his seat belt, Lu Yiran started the car.
The car drove smoothly into the underground garage of Yuehu Yundi. After it stopped, Chenchen quickly unbuckled his seat belt and rushed to the passenger door.
As soon as Mu Nanyan opened the car door, she saw the little guy standing there with a stern face, looking as if he would not be refused.
"What's wrong, Chenchen?" Mu Nanyan asked softly.
"I'll help you."
Chenchen stretched out his little hand, his eyes as firm as a little guard.
Mu Nanyan felt warm in her heart when she heard this:
"I'm fine. I can walk on my own."
Chenchen stood there stubbornly, pursing his lips and saying nothing.
That stubborn look made Mu Nanyan smile. When Chenchen got stubborn, nothing you said was of any use. She didn't know who he inherited this character from.
In the end, Mu Nanyan compromised and took Chenchen's hand, allowing him to support her carefully.
Lu Yiran looked at the backs of the mother and son, a gentle smile in his eyes.
He took out the cake from the back seat and quickly followed.
In the elevator, Chenchen pressed tightly against Mu Nanyan, fearing that she would lose her balance.
When the elevator stopped on the 23rd floor, the little guy rushed forward to protect Mu Nanyan.
The three of them walked straight towards the door of their home. Just as Chenchen was about to open the door, Lu Yiran suddenly called them.
"Nan Yan, Chen Chen, wait!"
The mother and son turned around at the same time, revealing the same puzzled expression.
"Car keys and cake."
Lu Yiran shook the item in his hand.
Mu Nanyan suddenly realized it and was about to reach out to take it, but Chenchen had already taken it first:
"I'll get it."
That protective look of his little self is just like a little animal protecting its food.
Lu Yiran couldn't help laughing, and casually looked at Mu Nanyan and continued:
"You have an injury on your leg, so it's not convenient for you to cook. I've had dinner delivered, so you can come over and eat later."
"this……"
How could Mu Nanyan feel embarrassed to do that? She and Lu Yiran were not together yet, and Lu Yiran had helped her so much today. She really felt embarrassed to trouble him again.
Just when Mu Nanyan was thinking about how to refuse, Chenchen responded crisply:
"good."
Mu Nanyan was stunned. Chenchen agreed so readily? Didn't he even ask for her opinion?
However, Lu Yiran did not give Mu Nanyan a chance to speak. After receiving a positive answer, Lu Yiran quickly walked towards his apartment.
By the time Mu Nanyan reacted, Lu Yiran had already walked in.
She looked down at Chenchen again, but there was no trace of Chenchen. The little guy had already opened the door and gone in.
She was the only one left in the corridor. She shook her head helplessly and when she walked into the house, she saw Chenchen standing on tiptoe to put the cake into the refrigerator.
Hearing the noise, the little guy turned around and looked over, his big eyes like black grapes flashing with a cunning light.
Mu Nanyan suddenly understood something and squatted down to look at Chenchen: "Did you do this on purpose?"
Chenchen tilted his head and smiled innocently:
"What do you mean by intentional? Sister Yan has a foot injury and can't cook. If he wants to treat us, then let him do it."
Chenchen answered as if it was a matter of course, as if this was the most normal thing.
Mu Nanyan was helpless and finally said nothing more.
As evening approached, dusk gradually deepened.
Mu Nanyan had just helped Chenchen change into home clothes when the doorbell rang crisply.
Chenchen quickly volunteered and said:
"I'll go open it!"
As Chenchen said this, he ran out of the room and went straight to the door to open it.
Outside the door, Lu Yiran had already changed into casual home clothes.
The dark grey cotton and linen top softened his features, and even his usually fierce features had a touch of gentleness.
He leaned forward slightly and said to Chenchen:
"Dinner is ready."
But his gaze unconsciously passed the little guy and fell on Mu Nanyan who was walking behind.
Mu Nanyan changed into a light apricot knitted dress and casually tucked her hair behind her ears.
The injury on her knee still made it a little difficult for her to walk, but her complexion had improved a lot.
"Excuse me."
She whispered, the tips of her ears slightly red.
Lu Yiran raised the corner of his mouth slightly:
"I couldn't ask for more."
Chenchen tilted his little head and keenly noticed the subtle atmosphere between the two adults.
He immediately stretched out his little hand, grabbed Lu Yiran and walked out:
"I'm hungry."
Are you kidding? Mommy is his. This man should never think of taking advantage of his mommy.
Lu Yiran's apartment is similar in layout to Mu Nanyan's home, but it exudes a cool modern style everywhere.
At this moment, the dining table is filled with exquisite dishes, and the crystal glasses reflect fine light under the warm light, adding a bit of warmth to the cool-toned space.
After the three of them sat down, the restaurant fell into a strange silence.
Lu Yiran was a little confused. The atmosphere was apparently quite good just now, why did it suddenly become dull?
He remembered that when he had dinner with the mother and son in the past, there was always laughter and chatter, but today, both of them were eating by themselves and had no intention of talking at all.
"Chenchen, eat more."
Lu Yiran was the first to break the silence, picked up a piece of tender mutton and put it into Chenchen's bowl with a gentle smile.
Mu Nanyan and Chenchen stared at the piece of mutton at the same time, and the air froze instantly.
Mu Nanyan was just thinking about how to tactfully tell Lu Yiran that Chenchen didn't eat mutton when she saw the little guy nimbly pick up a piece of red spicy chicken and put it precisely into Lu Yiran's bowl:
"Uncle Lu, eat more too."
Lu Yiran looked at the fiery red peppers in the bowl and was speechless for a moment.
“Puff—hahahaha…cough! cough cough!”
Mu Nanyan couldn't help laughing out loud. This scene really made her laugh.
But she choked on her own saliva...
“Cough—cough cough cough—!”
Mu Nanyan coughed violently, which affected the wound on her knee and made her frown in pain.
"Sister Yan!"
"Nan Yan!"
Two men, one big and one small, stood up at the same time.
Lu Yiran hurried to pour water, while Chenchen stood on tiptoe to pat Mu Nanyan on the back.
It should be said that at times like this, the two of them have a particularly good understanding of each other.
Mu Nanyan took the cup of water handed to her by Lu Yiran and gulped down half a cup of water. Only then did she feel better.
When Mu Nanyan recovered, her eyes fell on the untouched dishes in the two people's bowls, and she couldn't help feeling angry and amused.
Are these two father and son staging a fratricidal drama?
She shook her head and swiftly took out the mutton from Chenchen's bowl and the spicy chicken from Lu Yiran's bowl and placed them on the bone dish beside them.
She turned to Lu Yiran first, her voice gentle but somewhat helpless:
"Chenchen doesn't like eating mutton. He has been particularly sensitive to smells since he was a child, and he really can't stand the strong smell of mutton."
Lu Yiran was stunned when he heard this, and then he showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.
He touched his nose and smiled awkwardly:
"So that's how it is..."
Lu Yiran secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He said that he had picked up some food for Chenchen out of kindness, so why did he repay his kindness with evil?
Then, a wave of guilt washed over him. He had known Chenchen for quite some time, yet he hadn't even noticed that Chenchen didn't like mutton. He was truly an incompetent father. No wonder Chenchen didn't want to acknowledge him...
Mu Nanyan looked down at Chenchen again and gently pinched his little face:
"Chenchen, Uncle Lu doesn't know your eating habits. He didn't mean to do that. Next time you encounter something you don't like, you should tell me nicely. You can't be so rude. Besides, you clearly know that Uncle Lu can't eat spicy food."
Her eyes swept over the plate of red spicy chicken and her tone became more serious.
Chenchen pouted and muttered softly, "Who knows if he did it on purpose..."
But when he saw Mu Nanyan's serious eyes, he nodded obediently:
"I know, Mommy. I won't do it again next time."
After Chenchen finished speaking, she secretly glanced at Lu Yiran, her long eyelashes fluttering.
"Be good, eat."
Mu Nanyan's brows relaxed and she picked up a peeled shrimp for Chenchen.
Lu Yiran watched the mother and son resume their meal before picking up his chopsticks again.
He picked up a piece of greens with chopsticks gracefully, but his eyes unconsciously lingered on Mu Nanyan's gentle profile.
There was another brief silence at the table.
Lu Yiran tactfully stopped serving food to Chenchen and turned his attention to Mu Nanyan.
He spoke carefully, his voice gentle:
"When are you leaving on your business trip?"
Mu Nanyan gently put down her chopsticks and thought for a moment:
"The day after tomorrow, we'll set off once your injuries get better."
"Sister Yan, are you going on a business trip?"
Chenchen suddenly raised his head, his little face full of surprise, and he even forgot to put his favorite shrimp into his mouth.
He blinked in disbelief, his lips trembling slightly. Such an important thing, and the man in front of him actually knew it before him?
A feeling of being ignored suddenly surged in my heart.
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