Chapter 354 Have you thought it through?
In the end, Lu Yiran followed Mu Nanyan's advice and selected some of the most suitable supplements. Even so, he still had several exquisite gift boxes in his hands.
Mu Nanyan looked back at him carrying so many bags and couldn't help but reach out:
"Let me get you some."
"No, just take the flowers."
Lu Yiran dodged sideways, his eyes sweeping over her slightly trembling legs inconspicuously.
The concern in his tone warmed Mu Nanyan's heart, and she no longer insisted.
The two walked into the inpatient department, asked for the ward number at the nurse's desk, and went straight to Ward 302.
When I pushed open the door of the ward, the smell of disinfectant was mixed with a faint floral scent.
Old Mrs. Shen was leaning against the head of the bed talking to Old Mr. Shen, while Xu Wenxin was sitting beside them peeling an apple.
Hearing the noise, the three of them looked up at the same time.
"Grandma."
Mu Nanyan called out softly, and the peony in her arms trembled slightly with her steps.
"Oh, my Yanyan is here!"
Old Mrs. Shen's eyes lit up, and when she saw the tall man following behind her granddaughter, her brows were even more delighted.
She quietly nudged her husband and said in a low voice:
"Old man, look, Yanyan is here with her boyfriend!"
Mr. Shen pushed his reading glasses, looked at Lu Yiran carefully, and nodded with satisfaction:
"The young man looks really energetic."
Xu Wenxin stopped peeling the fruit and said jokingly:
"Nan Yan, have you figured it out? This should have happened a long time ago."
Lu Yiran was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that Mu Nanyan's family would react like this when they saw him. Did her family want them to be together?
Mu Nanyan's cheeks flushed slightly. Just as she was about to explain, Old Lady Shen greeted her warmly:
"Come and sit down, young man! What's your name?"
Lu Yiran took a step forward and bowed politely:
"Hello, grandma. My name is Lu Yiran. I heard that you were in the hospital, so I came to see you."
The newspaper in the old man's hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and Mrs. Shen's smile froze instantly. Xu Wenxin stood up suddenly, and the chair made a harsh sound on the floor.
The air in the ward seemed to freeze.
"Lu, Yi, Ran?"
Old Madam Shen repeated word by word, looked at Mu Nanyan and raised her voice suddenly:
"Yanyan, is he the Lu Yiran from five years ago? Chenchen's father?"
"Is there any need to ask? Who else could it be but him?"
Mr. Shen suddenly spoke.
The temperature in the ward seemed to drop suddenly.
Mu Nanyan clearly saw that her grandmother's fingers were tightly gripping the sheets, and her knuckles were turning white.
Lu Yiran remained in the bowing position.
"It's me. I brought some supplements to visit you today..."
"Take it away! We in the Shen family don't want your things!"
Mr. Shen suddenly shouted, shaking with anger.
Xu Wenxin stepped in front of Mu Nanyan, his eyes as sharp as a knife:
"What does Mr. Lu mean by this? Five years ago, you abandoned Yanyan and her son overseas and left them alone, and now you come back to play the good guy?"
Mu Nanyan hurriedly grabbed Xu Wenxin's arm:
"Aunt, it's not like that..."
Old Mrs. Shen's voice trembled:
"Yanyan, stop protecting him! Where was he when you had to study and take care of sick Chenchen at the same time? Where was he when you lived in the slums with Chenchen alone?"
Lu Yiran's face turned pale instantly.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He could only bend down deeply, with his forehead almost touching his knees.
Lu Yiran's Adam's apple rolled, but his voice was very firm:
"I was the one who let Nan Yan down back then. There hasn't been a single day in the past five years where I haven't regretted it."
Mr. Shen slammed the bedside table, causing the teacup to clang.
"Regret? Do you know how much Xiaoyan suffered while taking Chenchen abroad?! Can regret make up for the suffering Yanyan has endured over the years?"
Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Yiran's tense profile and suddenly noticed that his hands hanging by his side were shaking slightly.
This man who was so powerful in the business world was now as helpless as a child who had done something wrong.
She spoke softly,
"Grandpa, actually Yiran..."
"Yanyan, don't talk."
Mrs. Shen suddenly pointed at the supplements Lu Yiran brought.
"Take all of this away. Although our Shen family is not as wealthy as your Lu family, we still have enough to offer!"
Lu Yiran stood still, but bent his waist even lower:
"I know these can't make up for anything, but please give me a chance..."
"Chance? Why didn't you give Yanyan a chance when she was eight months pregnant and went to the prenatal checkup alone in the heavy snow in Country F? Why didn't you give her a chance when the child had a high fever in the middle of the night and she was crying at the door of the emergency room holding Chenchen?!"
Mr. Shen was so angry that his beard was shaking.
Mu Nanyan hurried forward to support the staggering old man. Her fingertips could clearly feel the grandfather's violent trembling body:
"Grandpa, calm down. Don't let your anger damage your health. The doctor said your blood pressure can't be stimulated..."
Mr. Shen shook off his granddaughter's hand, tears welling up in his cloudy eyes:
"You're still protecting him! Have you forgotten how you raised Chenchen all by yourself? Now you bring this bastard here. Are you trying to piss me and your grandma off to death?"
Mu Nanyan's nose felt sore, and the grievances accumulated over the past five years suddenly surged into her throat.
She opened her mouth, but was speechless when she met her grandmother's disappointed look.
Xu Wenxin looked at Lu Yiran with a cold face:
"Mr. Lu, please go back. You are not welcome here."
Lu Yiran stood still, his knuckles tightening unconsciously.
As the person in charge of Dingsheng Group, he has long been accustomed to being surrounded by people. How could he have ever been treated with such cold eyes and rebuke?
His jawline was extremely taut and his face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.
Under normal circumstances, anyone who dared to speak to him like this would have been asked to leave by security long ago.
But at this moment, what was surging in his chest was not anger, but overwhelming guilt.
Mr. Shen's words were like a sharp knife, cutting open the bloody past that he had deliberately avoided.
It turned out that, unknown to him, Mu Nanyan had cried helplessly outside the emergency room while holding her child who had a fever.
It turned out that while he was enjoying a life of luxury, she was struggling to survive alone in the wind and snow in a foreign country with her pregnant belly.
Lu Yiran's Adam's apple rolled violently.
How he wanted to grab Mu Nanyan's hand right now, ask her what she had been through all these years, and ask her why she didn't tell him earlier.
But when he looked up and met the hostile gaze of the Shen family, all the words were choked in his throat.
His gaze finally fell on Mu Nanyan.
She stood in front of the bed, her slender fingers unconsciously twisting the corners of her clothes, like a child who had done something wrong.
The sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto her face, revealing the wetness in her eyes.
"I'll wait for you outside."
This was all he said in the end, his voice extremely hoarse.
When he turned around, his expensive leather shoes made a dull sound when they stepped on the floor, as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of guilt.
Lu Yiran walked straight to the door of the ward without stopping.
Mr. Shen looked at his back and spoke again:
"Take all your things away! We in the Shen family don't want them!"
The man's back paused slightly at the door, but he never turned back.
When the door closed gently, there was a slight "click" sound, as if putting a silent end to the confrontation.
"Look at him! He doesn't even respond. Does he think what I say is bullshit?"
Old Master Shen was so angry that he slapped his thigh. Mu Nanyan hurried forward and gently stroked the old man's hunched back with her slender white fingers:
"Grandpa, those supplements are a token of his love. Please accept them. They will help Grandma recover from her wounds..."
When Mr. Shen heard that those supplements would help Mrs. Shen recover from her injuries, he hesitated...
But he still cares about his reputation, so how could he be convinced by just these two sentences?
"you!"
Old Master Shen turned his head abruptly, his gray beard curling up in anger.
But when he met his granddaughter's watery almond eyes, he swallowed back the harsh words that were on the tip of his tongue.
The old man snorted heavily, turned his head and sulked at the wall, with a few unyielding white hairs sticking up stubbornly on the back of his head.
Mu Nanyan looked at her grandfather's childish behavior, and the corners of her lips unconsciously rose.
She quietly approached and tugged at Mr. Shen's sleeve:
"Grandpa, you look like Chenchen when he's in a bad mood."
"Go! Go! Go!"
Mr. Shen shook off her hand, but couldn't help but steal a glance at the beautifully wrapped gift box on the bedside table.
The packaging paper of the box of wild ginseng on top has the seal of the old brand he often goes to. This kid is really good at picking.
The ward suddenly fell silent.
Xu Wenxin stepped forward quickly, holding Mu Nanyan's hand, frowning:
"Yanyan, how long have you been away? Why are you involved with him again? You guys..."
She choked in the middle of her words, her eyes filled with heartache.
Mu Nanyan could feel her aunt's hands trembling slightly.
Old Mr. Shen stood up by leaning on the edge of the sofa, his cloudy eyes full of worry. Old Mrs. Shen on the hospital bed was so anxious that she wanted to sit up, and the infusion tube was shaking.
Mu Nanyan took a deep breath, her voice soft but firm:
"Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt, Lu Yiran and I... I'm ready to start over with Lu Yiran."
"no!"
Xu Wenxin almost shouted, she pulled Mu Nanyan to her side:
"I still remember how you looked when we first met a few years ago! We weren't by your side back then, and you suffered so much... Now that we're all here, there's no way we'll just watch you jump into this fire pit!"
Her voice suddenly choked, and her eyes were full of heartache for Mu Nanyan.
Old Mrs. Shen stretched out her hand tremblingly:
"Yan Yan, if you really don't want to get married again, we won't force you. Grandma can support you for the rest of your life, but that person..."
The old man's hands hung down weakly, creating several wrinkles on the snow-white sheets.
Mu Nanyan's eyes were red.
She knelt gently beside the bed and put her face on Mrs. Shen's wrinkled hands:
"Grandma, I'm not the ignorant little girl I was back then."
She raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes.
"A lot of things happened in the past two months, which made me see Yiran's heart clearly."
Mu Nanyan suddenly looked at Xu Wenxin and said seriously:
"Aunt, do you remember what you told me before? You said that the most important thing for a girl in her life is to find someone who is devoted to her."
A gentle smile appeared on the corner of her lips.
"Now I have found it."
The ward suddenly became eerily quiet.
The shadow of the sycamore tree outside the window was cast on the wall, swaying gently in the wind.
"Nan Yan, how can you be sure that he really loves you? What if he's just lying to you?"
Xu Wenxin frowned, and her voice was filled with unconcealable worry.
She really couldn't believe that Lu Yiran would truly repent. What bottom line could a man who had abandoned his wife and children have?
Mu Nanyan gently stroked the folds on the skirt, her fingertips trembling slightly.
"What if I say that he would even sacrifice his own life to save me?"
She slowly lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her calves wrapped in gauze.
"Is this kind of dedication considered love?"
The three of them gasped at the same time.
Xu Wenxin took a step forward, her trembling hands hanging in the air, wanting to touch the gauze stained with medicine but not daring to.
"Oh my God! What on earth is going on?"
Mu Nanyan briefly recounted the terrifying moments of that night, deliberately concealing the details of intentional murder and simply saying it was an accident.
But when she talked about the moment when Lu Yiran crashed the car without hesitation, her voice couldn't help but tighten:
"The car was less than five meters away from me at the time, and he used his car to knock it away."
The ward fell into deathly silence.
The teacup in Mr. Shen's hand fell on the coffee table with a "click", and a few drops of tea splashed out.
The three of them imagined the scene at the same time:
The loud sound of metal twisting, the crisp sound of the windshield shattering, and Lu Yiran's determined eyes between life and death.
If it weren't for the man they had been questioning, there might only be a cold body left standing here...
Xu Wenxin suddenly grabbed Mu Nanyan's hand with such force that Mu Nanyan frowned slightly.
"Yan Yan... have you thought it through? Do you really like him? It's not just gratitude because he saved your life?"
Mr. Shen echoed:
"Yes, Yanyan, are you sure this is love? Not out of gratitude? We can definitely repay him in other ways, no..."
Mu Nanyan gently held Xu Wenxin's hand, her fingertips warm and firm.
"Aunt, do you think I look like someone who would repay a favor with lifelong happiness?"
She turned to look at Mr. Shen, who looked worried:
"Grandpa, I know what I'm doing better than anyone else. I want to give it a try. This time, no matter what the outcome is, I'll accept it."
Mu Nanyan seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and her voice softened:
"And I don't want Chenchen's childhood to repeat the same mistakes I made... I don't want him to have to hold onto the edge of my clothes while other children have their fathers holding their hands."
The last sentence was so light as a sigh, but it made Xu Wenxin's eyes red in an instant.
She understood better than anyone how her niece, who had lost her mother at a young age, felt when she said this.
Xu Wenxin looked at Mu Nanyan's slightly red eyes and felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
This child has never had a good life since she was a child. Now she is finally willing to believe in love again. How can she, as her aunt, have the heart to stop her?
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