Chapter 329 When did you start caring so much about Uncle Lu?
Since she was going abroad in a few days, Mu Nanyan left work early today and prepared to go back to pack up her things. There were still many things that needed to be prepared.
When passing by Chenchen School, Mu Nanyan saw that it was still early, so she turned the steering wheel and turned into the auxiliary road.
The setting sun stretched the shadows of the sycamore trees at the school gate very long. She parked the car and found that there were still twenty minutes before school was over.
The parking spaces outside the car window were gradually filled up by parents who came to pick up their children.
Inadvertently, her eyes were fixed on the black Maybach in front of her on the right.
Familiar car model, familiar outline, exactly the same as Lu Yiran's car.
Mu Nanyan straightened up unconsciously, but the skewed angle prevented her from seeing the license plate clearly, so she could only grip the steering wheel in vain.
Mu Nanyan looked at the car and remembered the scene where Lu Yiran came to the school to pick up Chenchen every day, and she felt bad.
Mu Nanyan's fingertips tapped lightly on the steering wheel, and her mind unconsciously emerged the scene of Lu Yiran coming to the company to find her and the two of them arguing in the company. Now thinking about it, she actually felt a little regretful. Was her words that day too harsh?
Even Tang Yutong knew that this matter had nothing to do with Lu Yiran, but she stubbornly thought that all this was because of him...
Even though Lu Yiran explained to her, she still chose not to believe him...
Half a month had passed since the day they had quarreled, and Lu Yiran had really just as she said, never appeared in front of her again.
Mu Nanyan looked at the silent Maybach, her heart beating uncontrollably faster. Could it be him? Was he here to pick up Chenchen?
Mu Nanyan had a vague sense of anticipation in her heart. When the school bell rang, she was still sitting in the car, with no intention of getting out, her eyes glued to the black sedan.
In a trance, she seemed to see the car door open and the familiar figure walking towards her.
“Dongdongdong——”
There was a gentle knock on the car window. Mu Nanyan came to her senses and turned around to look. She saw Chenchen standing on tiptoe, tilting his little head to look into the car, his round eyes full of confusion.
Mu Nanyan was amused by his cute expression and quickly lowered the car window.
"Little Detective, what are you looking at outside? Why don't you get in the car?"
Chenchen curled his lips, looking aggrieved:
"Sister Yan, do you not love me anymore?"
Mu Nanyan was stunned and didn't react at all:
"Huh? Why do you say that suddenly?"
Chenchen didn't answer, but turned to look at the school gate.
Mu Nanyan followed his gaze and saw that other parents were waiting at the door early. When they saw their children coming out, they immediately squatted down, opened their arms, smiled and hugged the children in their arms, and then walked back to the car hand in hand.
Those heartwarming scenes made her, a mother sitting in the car in a daze, look particularly remiss.
Chenchen retracted his gaze and sighed softly:
"If I hadn't been sharp-eyed, I wouldn't have known you were here to pick me up."
Mu Nanyan finally understood and felt a surge of guilt.
She reached out and rubbed his little head, and said softly:
"I'm sorry, Mommy was distracted and didn't notice the school bell. I'll wait for you at the door next time, okay?"
Chenchen looked at her and shook his head helplessly like a little adult:
"Oh, Mommy is really a worry."
After saying that, he opened the back door, climbed in skillfully, and fastened his seat belt.
Mu Nanyan glanced at him through the rearview mirror, and after making sure that he was seated firmly, she slowly started the car.
When passing by the black Maybach, Mu Nanyan took a look at the license plate of the car through the rearview mirror. Just one glance and her heart sank.
It's not his car.
She twitched the corners of her mouth in self-mockery, her fingertips slightly tightening on the steering wheel.
Mu Nanyan, what are you expecting? You were the one who pushed him away, so what are you fantasizing about now? He won't appear in front of you again.
The elevator slowly rose. Mu Nanyan held Chenchen's hand, but her eyes drifted uncontrollably to the other end of the corridor on the 23rd floor. Lu Yiran's door was still closed, and no light came out.
She withdrew her gaze, lowered her head to enter the password, and pushed the door open.
At the entrance, Chenchen skillfully kicked off his sneakers and stood on tiptoe to reach his slippers.
Mu Nanyan looked at his fuzzy hair, hesitated for a moment, and then pretended to ask casually:
"Chenchen, after school recently... has anyone picked you up?"
"Who's going to pick me up?"
Chenchen didn't even raise his head, his voice muffled.
Mu Nanyan squatted down to help him straighten his crooked shoelaces, her fingertips slightly tense:
"Just... just asking."
Chenchen suddenly looked up, his eyes like black grapes staring straight at me:
"Mommy, you don't want to ask me if Uncle Lu came to pick me up, do you?"
“…Is it that obvious?”
The expression on Mu Nanyan's face was really embarrassing.
The little guy pouted, walked straight into the living room with his schoolbag, leaving her with a proud look on his back.
Mu Nanyan froze in place, her fingertips unconsciously stroking her handbag, so...was her question in vain?
She followed Chenchen into the living room, and Mu Nanyan suddenly remembered something. Lu Yiran had disappeared for so many days, but Chenchen never asked her where Lu Yiran had gone. She was just afraid that Chenchen would suddenly ask her, but now she realized that something was wrong.
Mu Nanyan watched Chenchen put his schoolbag on the sofa, and her voice unconsciously softened:
"Have you seen him recently?"
Mu Nanyan looked at Chenchen's expression, feeling a hint of anticipation. Was Lu Yiran still thinking about Chenchen? Had they met before she knew about it?
Hearing this, Chenchen turned to look at Mu Nanyan, his expression changing again and again, and finally he asked seriously:
"Mommy, when did you start caring so much about Uncle Lu?"
The words came like a light slap in the face.
Mu Nanyan opened her mouth, but found her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound.
Yeah, when did she start caring so much about Lu Yiran? Was it when he showed up at her doorstep every day without fail to eat breakfast and then pick her up to go to work? Or was it during the empty half month after the quarrel?
Mu Nanyan couldn't even answer herself. She obviously hated Lu Yiran, so why did she suddenly care whether he would show up?
Her expression froze and she looked a little at a loss.
Chenchen finally sighed and answered Mu Nanyan's question:
"I haven't seen him. After returning from the capital that day, I haven't seen him since."
"Then why haven't you asked me these days?" Mu Nanyan asked subconsciously.
"What's there to ask? Isn't my godfather not here? Your adult world is so complicated. I'd better just be a good child."
After Chenchen finished speaking, he picked up his schoolbag and said to Mu Nanyan:
"Sister Yan, I'm going back to my room to do my homework."
After Chenchen finished speaking, he walked towards his room. The sound of the door closing was particularly clear in the quiet living room.
Mu Nanyan was still standing there in a daze at this moment.
If Chenchen hadn't reminded her, Mu Nanyan wouldn't have realized until now that she hadn't seen Cui Hao for these days. She had actually forgotten about him...
She thought carefully. The last time she saw Cui Hao was the day she first arrived in the capital. They had dinner together that night, but ended up parting on bad terms. Since then, it seemed they hadn't been in touch again...
She remembered clearly how many days Lu Yiran had been away, but she had never noticed Cui Hao's sudden disappearance.
This realization was like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, chilling her whole body.
She treated Cui Hao as a friend. They had been together for so many years. Shouldn't Cui Hao be more important to her than Lu Yiran? A few months ago, she could still contradict Lu Yiran for Cui Hao, but now...
Now, she actually remembered the day when the liar left more clearly than anything else.
Could it be that Lu Yiran has become more than just a friend in my heart?
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Mu Nanyan shook her head violently, as if trying to get rid of this absurd idea from her mind.
But there was a voice in my heart sneering:
Why do you remember every day he left? Why do you unconsciously look for him? Why does my heart ache when I think he will never appear again?
Mu Nanyan gripped the armrest of the sofa tightly, her nails digging deep into the leather surface.
Yes, the interactions with Lu Yiran over the past few months have been real.
His patience when helping Chenchen with homework, the dessert he handed her when he picked her up from get off work, the midnight snack he silently brought her when she was working overtime...
These warm memories now cut into her heart like a knife.
"But that's all based on lies!"
She bit her lip until she tasted blood.
Mu Nanyan, are you crazy? How could you be attracted to a man who lies so often? How could you let a liar occupy your thoughts so quietly?
If Lu Yiran hadn't punctured her tires, and hadn't asked his assistant to note that he would pick up the car himself when he sent it for repairs, she and Lu Yiran wouldn't have had much contact at all. She wouldn't have given Lu Yiran any opportunity to take advantage of her. She wouldn't...
Mu Nanyan, wake up. This is all your illusion. You won't fall in love with him, and you won't meet again...
She slowly curled up in the corner of the sofa, buried her face in her knees, and a drop of warm liquid fell silently on the back of her hand.
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