She almost cried, her eyes instantly reddening, her voice trembling with a hint of reproach, "Why didn't you tell me? What if the surgery wasn't successful, and I was abroad? Wouldn't I have missed seeing you one last time?"
Song Nuan handed her a tissue and comforted her, "Uncle Qin is alright, isn't he? Don't worry about it, he's recovering very well now."
Wiping away her tears, Cen Wan struggled to calm herself down. "How could a perfectly healthy person suddenly develop a heart attack?"
"Well... you'll have to ask Yu Chuan."
There are some things that are better left unsaid by her.
They were all intelligent people, and after hearing what Song Nuan said, Cen Wan could guess something.
She silently took a sip of red wine.
Seeing that her mood had improved, Song Nuan said, "Aunt Cen, I know you came to Country A to find my mother's whereabouts. So much time has passed... have you found any clues?"
Cen Wan pursed her lips, gently swirling her wine glass, without answering.
Seeing this, Song Nuan lowered her eyes. She didn't know what Cen Wan was worried about. Du Fanyu was her biological mother. Why was Cen Wan hiding it from her?
"Aunt Cen, my mother is very important to me."
“Nuan Nuan, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you, but Fan Yu’s disappearance was too sudden. Things may not be that simple. Before things become clear, it’s better for one less person to know than for one more person to know.”
“I am her biological daughter.” Song Nuan looked at her calmly. “Don’t I have the right to know?”
Cen Wan had nothing to say.
After a long struggle, she sighed and said, "I did come to find Fan Yu, but I haven't found any clues yet. Your invitation today is just a waste of my time."
Song Nuan narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly.
More than a month has passed, and not a single clue has been found?
She didn't entirely believe Cen Wan. "Since there are no clues, why did you come to Country A instead of somewhere else?"
Cen Wan knew that once she opened her mouth, she would not be able to escape Song Nuan's interrogation.
She knew how smart Song Nuan was.
Even if she kept it a secret, Song Nuan would definitely be able to guess some of the reasons.
"Aunt Cen, you can't really be completely clueless, can you?"
“Yes.” Cen Wan took a deep breath and told Song Nuan everything she knew, “Fan Yu has a nanny who has taken care of her since she was a child. I’ve heard her mention her a few times. She lives in Country A.”
Song Nuan frowned: "A nanny?"
Families that can afford to hire a nanny to take care of their children must be well-off, but in her memory, Du Fanyu's family seemed to be of average means.
"That's right, I came here to look for her, but I haven't heard from her at all."
Cen Wan said, "Fan Yu disappeared so suddenly. I've never heard her mention her family, except for this nanny. So I think if she were still alive, she would have come to Country A to find the nanny."
Song Nuan's mind was in complete chaos.
After sorting through it for a long time, she finally managed to get it right and asked, "What's the nanny's name?"
"Lei Miao should be around sixty years old."
"What about the others?"
"That's all the information I have."
After leaving the restaurant, Song Nuan wandered aimlessly through the streets. The streets were full of standard European-style buildings, there were few pedestrians, and snow was falling from the sky, making it a bit cold.
She always thought that Cen Wan knew a lot about Du Fanyu.
Unexpectedly, it was just a nanny's name, along with a vague age and approximate location.
Finding a Chinese person in country A might not be difficult.
However, the prerequisite is having connections with the local government, which would allow for a direct and accurate identification of Lei Miao.
Obviously, Cen Wan did not.
She was no exception.
Tired from walking, Song Nuan found a public bench to sit down, took out her phone, opened Li Jingchen's WeChat, and hesitated whether to ask him for help.
Will Li Jingchen help her unconditionally?
Song Nuan knew it was impossible.
Suddenly, a surprised voice came from behind: "Sister Nuan, what are you doing here?"
Song Nuan turned around and saw Xiao Yue.
She was carrying a few books, with half her face buried in her scarf, and walked towards Song Nuan. "It's so cold outside today. Are you feeling better from your cold? You're dressed so lightly; you'll easily catch a cold."
"I'm not cold," Song Nuan said. "Where are you going?"
Xiaoyue smiled awkwardly, "Oh, I had nothing else to do anyway, so I just wanted to go back to school to do an experiment."
If she hadn't been fired, she would still be at the villa with Song Nuan.
Is your school around here?
Xiaoyue nodded, "Our school is really beautiful, do you want to come with me? But I have to do an experiment, so I probably won't be able to be your tour guide."
Song Nuan smiled and said, "Okay."
*
Just as Xiaoyue said, her school buildings were very old-fashioned, resembling a castle from the last century. The greenery was well-maintained, pigeons could be seen everywhere, and in winter the lake froze over, with swans resting on the shore.
After Xiaoyue brought Song Nuan into the school, she went to the laboratory.
Song Nuan strolled around by herself.
She called Li Jingchen as she walked, but the call went on for a long time without being answered.
Song Nuan hung up the phone in a huff.
Not long after, Li Jingchen sent her a message: 'Busy, what's up?'
Song Nuan: 'It's nothing.'
Not long after the message was sent, Li Jingchen called back.
The man's voice was unexpectedly hoarse. He coughed a few times to clear his throat. "I just finished my work."
Song Nuan gave a curt "oh".
For a moment, I didn't know what to say to him.
Li Jingchen noticed her unusual behavior. "What happened?"
After asking, he seemed to remember something, and his voice lowered a few decibels, becoming somewhat serious, "Did Zhou Jing and Cheng Yi come to see you?"
"I looked for it." Song Nuan kicked a pebble around idly, her voice devoid of emotion.
“I saw that Ouyang Chengyi looked unhappy, so I said I wouldn’t accept the apology. Ouyang Zhoujing said that whether I accepted it or not was my business, and he was only responsible for getting Ouyang Chengyi to apologize, and then he let her go.”
After saying that, she laughed out loud, but there was hardly any real laughter in her voice.
"It's pretty funny, don't you think?"
Li Jingchen: "..."
Song Nuan didn't expect him to say anything. It was impossible for her to be completely unmoved by Ouyang Zhoujing's mockery.
"Wait for me to come back," Li Jingchen suddenly said.
Song Nuan smiled silently. "What, are you back to help me get revenge?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp voice suddenly rang out.
Song Nuan didn't have time to listen to what Li Jingchen said; her gaze and attention were completely drawn to the men and women in front of her—she saw Ouyang Chengyi.
Ouyang Chengyi had his back to Song Nuan and was surrounded by the crowd.
Song Nuan changed her position and saw a short-haired girl forced to kneel on the snow, kneeling towards Ouyang Chengyi.
School bullying?
Hanging up the phone, putting her phone away, Song Nuan took a few steps forward and hid behind a thick tree trunk, where she could remain undetected while still being able to see the screen and hear the sounds clearly.
"Windsor, did you do the forum thing?"
This is Ouyang Chengyi's voice.
Windsor should be the girl kneeling on the ground.
"Are you sick? Don't even mention it's not mine. Even if it were, so what? What did I say that slandered you?" Windsor started cursing right away, her momentum was not weak at all.
"You're so mean-mouthed, hit me!"
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