Chapter 80 Chapter 80 Update
"Susu, you're here."
Yan Su's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden sound. When she looked up, her heart beat uncontrollably and violently.
Wen Muchan was walking towards her step by step, leaning on a cane.
There is a huge floor-to-ceiling window in the living room of the top-floor suite of the B&B. At this moment, the curtains are drawn, and the faint morning sunlight shines into the bedroom through the glass, enveloping Wen Muchan.
Against the light, Yan Su couldn't see Wen Muchan's face clearly, but her heartbeat inexplicably began to accelerate.
She took a few steps towards him, looking up at him slightly.
At this distance, Yan Su finally saw his face clearly.
Before today, every time she met Wen Muchan, his face was generally sickly pale, and his eyes and brows showed that he looked sick and ready to die at any time.
But now, he looked noticeably different.
Yan Su's face was serious, but her eyes were a little stunned.
Wen Muchan is very different today.
The sickly look on his face was gone, and a healthy blush appeared on his cheeks.
His eyes were deep, containing something she couldn't understand.
That thing was a bit scary. When she looked at it for a long time, not only did her heart beat as fast as a wild dog, but she also had the illusion that she was about to be addicted to it.
Yan Su shuddered all over, her eyes widened, and she immediately took two steps back.
Wen Muchan asked with a puzzled tone: "Susu?"
As he spoke, he stepped forward with his cane.
Yan Su raised her hand and pinched her earlobe twice. She saw him walking forward out of the corner of her eye and said urgently, "Stop!"
We can't let him go any further.
Yan Su glared at her chest, wishing she could pull her heart out and scold it, so that it would stop beating wildly.
"Susu, I'm sorry."
Yan Su was still cursing her pounding heart in her heart when she suddenly heard a low and hoarse voice.
She subconsciously raised her head and was almost bewitched by the young master's eyes again.
Yan Su quickly scratched the palm of her hand, and the stinging sensation made her wake up.
Then, she found that the young master's face was full of loss, and there seemed to be a hint of grievance.
Yan Su: “…”
What did he lose? What did he feel wronged about?
These two emotions are obviously common and normal, but when they appear in the young master, they become abnormal.
Anyway, when Yan Su looked at him, she felt her scalp tingling and her body trembling, and her heart was beating wildly, as if it was being gently scratched by Jin Yuanbao's dog paws.
To be honest, this feeling was not uncomfortable, but it was unbearable for her.
"I'm hungry."
Yan Su changed the subject in a stiff tone.
A faint smile appeared on Wen Muhan's face. "Susu, I have prepared breakfast for you."
Yan Su listened to the low and gentle voice, looked at his smiling eyes, and quickly looked away.
It's really annoying.
After not seeing him for a while, how come the young master has become like a fairy? This voice, this smile, is even more alluring than before.
Yan Su's mind was full of random thoughts, and she ran to the dining table and sat down.
Looking at the table full of steaming food, her attention shifted slightly away from Wen Muchan.
However, she soon heard the sound of the chair rubbing against the floor as it was pulled away.
Wen Muchan came over and sat down opposite her.
Yan Su only glanced at him secretly out of the corner of her eye, then picked up the chopsticks in front of her, lowered her head and started eating frantically.
Food is indeed the best thing in the world.
Her pounding heart and wandering mind returned to normal after a big meal, and her attention was all focused on the food in front of her.
Yan Su slowed down her eating, narrowed her eyes slightly, and began to enjoy the food.
Well, this seafood porridge tastes great, fresh and delicious, and it must be made with fresh top-quality ingredients.
She finished the small bowl of seafood porridge mouthful after mouthful.
Oh, this soy milk is freshly ground. Although it doesn’t taste as good as the ones made by Dandan and Guaibao, it ranks third or fourth in her heart.
The second best soy milk is the one made by Wang Youcai, the chef of the young master’s family.
She drank the whole cup of soy milk in a few gulps.
Afterwards, she brought over another dessert.
This dessert tastes sweet but not greasy, and the flavor...
“Susu.”
Yan Su's hand trembled, and she swallowed the dessert in her mouth in a few gulps and raised her head.
Wen Muchan handed over a tissue.
"Thank you." Yan Su took the tissue, spoke vaguely, and wiped the corners of her mouth casually.
She already had a big appetite, not to mention that the food on the table before her tasted delicious and was all free.
But at this moment, she glanced at Wen Muhan who was sitting opposite her, and suddenly felt not so hungry anymore, because there were other things that attracted her attention more than these delicious foods.
——It’s Wen Muhan.
As soon as this thought came to mind, Yan Su's heartbeat instantly skyrocketed, and she felt shocked and horrified.
Oh my god, she actually felt that she wasn't very hungry?!
It had only been a dozen days since she last met Wen Muchan, and in such a short time, he had become more attractive to her than food?!
Yan Su listened to the "thumping" and "thumping" sound of her heart, and various emotions such as confusion, disbelief, and horror quickly flashed across her face.
It's over, it's all over. This time, there must be something wrong with her body.
However, this was not the first time that her body had undergone strange changes because of Wen Muchan. Therefore, although she was panicked, she was able to control herself and not lose her composure.
Yan Su put down the spoon in her hand and looked straight at Wen Muchan.
stare.
She stared.
Stare hard.
Stare hard.
…
Yan Su tried to suppress the panic in her heart by looking at Wen Muchan a few more times.
You know what, it really is useful.
Yan Su's pounding heart gradually calmed down, and the panic that had been making her anxious disappeared.
She quickly picked up the dessert in front of her and took a few big bites to calm herself down.
Forget it, forget it, I should quickly treat Wen Muhan and then go back. If she couldn't earn two million just by hugging him, she would have already run away.
Alas, money is really hard to make.
Wen Muhan is a bit evil and he always brings her new shocks every time they meet.
Yan Su put down the bowl and said impatiently, "Young Master, I'm full. Today's treatment can begin."
Wen Muhan glanced at the one-third of food left on the table and said, "Are you full?"
Yan Su nodded randomly.
Of course she wasn't full, but she just had no appetite.
Wen Muhan said gently: "I will pack these foods later, and you can take them with you when you go back."
Listening to his considerate words, Yan Su's heart felt like it was being gently scratched by Jin Yuanbao's dog paws again.
…
living room.
The curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows have been drawn, blocking out some of the sunlight.
Wen Muhan stood with the help of a cane.
In the past, when the two met, Wen Muchan was always sitting in a wheelchair, and Yan Su didn't feel much.
But today, when he stood in front of her with a cane, she inexplicably felt a different feeling in her heart.
"Susu," Wen Muchan said, his tone full of joy, "My legs are slowly recovering. I can stand up with the help of crutches and walk a short distance."
Yan Su glanced at his legs, suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, nodded and said, "Young Master, congratulations."
Wen Muchan had a genuine smile on his face, and his whole body was filled with joy.
A few days ago, when he opened his eyes in the morning and found that his numb legs were vaguely painful, extreme excitement almost overwhelmed him.
After calming down, he returned to the hospital in Yanjing for a series of detailed examinations.
When the final results came out, the doctor said incoherently that his legs, which had been sentenced to death, were recovering rapidly due to unknown reasons.
The excited doctor kept talking, but Wen Muchan ignored what he said next, and only one thought remained in his mind.
He will be able to stand up soon and can truly pursue Yan Su.
…
His thoughts returned to him, and Wen Muchan looked at the girl in front of him who made his heart beat faster.
"Susu," Wen Muhan said, "I went back to Yanjing for a checkup a few days ago, and the doctor said that for unknown reasons, my legs are recovering rapidly."
Yan Su looked up at him and swallowed involuntarily twice.
The young master now looked so tempting that she wanted to pounce on him and take a few bites.
Yan Su's eyelids were twitching.
Wen Muhan: "My legs recovered so quickly because you hugged me last time."
Yan Su: “…”
Young master, you have been completely assimilated by Butler Zhao and become as superstitious as him.
"So," Wen Muhan took a step forward, "Susu, can we hug you a little longer today?"
Yan Su looked at his particularly charming face today and refused without thinking, "Young Master, I..."
Wen Muhan: "Ten million."
"Cough cough... cough cough..." Yan Su swallowed her words too quickly, causing her to choke and cough several times.
She grabbed Wen Muchan's arm, her eyes shining: "Ten million?"
Wen Muchan nodded, his tone as gentle as ever: "Susu, hug therapy is very effective for my legs, so I hope this hug can last a little longer. I will give you 10 million as a reward. Of course, if you don't..."
"Okay! No problem!" Yan Su interrupted him hurriedly.
This is ten million.
She didn't give Wen Muchan a chance to speak again, and threw herself into his arms, hugging her ten million tightly.
Wen Muchan threw away the crutch in his right hand and put his arm around her waist.
Yan Su's mind was full of ten million, and she was so happy that she almost laughed out loud.
Although she was frightened to varying degrees every time she saw the young master, she could still endure it for the sake of money.
“Susu.”
Yan Su: “Hmm?”
"My body is better now and my legs are almost back to health."
Yan Su buried her face in his chest, her mind calculating how much money she would have in her account with the 10 million she earned today.
Hearing his words, she said perfunctorily: "I know."
"I am the only son my father has left. He hopes that I will get married soon and have children."
Yan Su wanted to say, your eldest son Dandan is already over three years old.
"People in my circle all focus on marrying someone of equal social status, but I don't have any such requirements. I will only marry the girl I like."
Yan Su raised her head from his embrace and subconsciously asked, "Do you have someone you like?"
The girl he likes probably comes from a very ordinary family background.
Wen Muhan lowered his eyes and looked at her, his expression gentle, the affection in his eyes not concealed at all, "Yeah."
When their eyes met, Yan Su's heart skipped a beat.
…
Yan Su ran away.
When she heard Wen Muchan say that he had someone he liked, and her eyes met his, she was stunned for a few seconds, pushed him away, turned around and ran out of the suite quickly.
At this moment, she was riding her bicycle towards Taohua Village.
The breeze blew across my cheek, bringing with it an inexplicable restlessness.
Yan Su's confused brain was blown by the wind, and suddenly it felt like something tore it open.
Could it be that the young master has some unspeakable thoughts about her?
"squeak!"
The bicycle braked suddenly and stopped.
Yan Su propped herself up on the ground with her legs, her brain, as strong as steel, finally realized belatedly that—
The young master's words and actions just now were a bit coquettish, as if he was... confessing his feelings to her?
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