Chapter 20 Mentally Insane
Lu Chong knew that his body probably couldn't hold on any longer, and surprisingly, he had a change of heart and didn't form a knot in his body. Then he picked up his weak and powerless legs and wanted to carry him to sleep.
Mu Yan struggled weakly, as if resisting.
"What's wrong?"
"I want to take a bath."
Lu Chong asked doubtfully, "Aren't you very tired? Let's take a shower tomorrow."
Mu Yan closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.
"If we don't get it out... it will make us sick."
He broke free from Lu Chong's embrace and stood on the bathroom tiles, his legs as weak as if he were stepping on a ball of cold cotton.
Lu Chong was stunned for a moment before he realized what had happened—he hadn't used any protection today and had ended up inside Mu Yan.
It was his oversight. Although the risk of pregnancy for beta is very low, it doesn't mean Mu Yan won't get sick.
"......."
Mu Yan saw Lu Chong's lips move as if he wanted to say something, but he waited for almost half a minute and still didn't hear Lu Chong say anything.
"Go to sleep," Mu Yan said softly. "I can clean up by myself."
"Don't you need my help?" Lu Chong asked.
Mu Yan shook his head, and Lu Chong didn't insist any further.
When he returned to his room after taking a shower, Lu Chong was lying on the bed with his laptop, seemingly still dealing with work.
Shall we talk about that now?
Mu Yan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't say anything.
Lu Chong doesn't like to be disturbed when he's working, and since he's the one who needs something from him right now, Mu Yan doesn't want to upset him.
Tomorrow is the weekend, we can talk about it tomorrow.
When Lu Chong saw him come in, he reached out and turned off the light. Mu Yan saw that his computer screen was still on and that he didn't intend to turn it off, so he turned the light back on.
"Are you still working? Leave it on, I'm fine. Looking at the computer with the lights off is bad for your eyes."
Lu Chong didn't say anything more, but he did say goodnight to him, which was unusual for him.
In Mu Yan's memory, Lu Chong rarely said things like "goodnight" or "good morning," which he considered meaningless, let alone things like "I love you" or "I miss you," which even Mu Yan found tiresome.
It seems that she only offers this symbolic comfort when Lu Chong is particularly harsh on her during his sensitive period.
"What's wrong?" After a while, Lu Chong finally closed his laptop. "Is it the lamp and the computer, or is something on your mind?"
"Are you done with your work?" Mu Yan asked.
Lu Chong nodded: "Not yet, no rush, tomorrow's the weekend. And it's nothing important."
Mu Yan bit her lower lip, as if those words were burning hot.
“Lu Chong… there’s a problem at the hospital,” even though Mu Yan was mentally prepared, her voice involuntarily grew lower and lower, “could you take out the 100,000 yuan I gave you to start your business back then… to tide you over?”
“That’s financing, how could we possibly come up with the money right now?” Lu Chong frowned when he heard this. “Aren’t you a college student? How come you don’t even understand this?”
Mu Yan was stunned. Judging from Lu Chong's tone, he seemed to have said something stupid.
"I don't know... I'm sorry." Even though he hadn't done anything wrong, Mu Yan apologized again without thinking.
“It’s impossible for you to get the money out of there,” Lu Chong said impatiently, too lazy to explain what financing was. Anyway, given the current progress of his company, he wouldn’t let Mu Yan lose money. “You will receive dividends in the future, but it’s impossible now.”
Mu Yan seemed to have mustered up immense courage: "Then could you... lend me 100,000 yuan first? I really have no other choice, my brother has already gone to borrow..."
His voice grew softer and softer, the last few words almost disappearing into the air. Mu Yan had been wearing his pajamas for a long time; the collar was loose and hung down, revealing his collarbone and the ambiguous red marks below.
All of these were left behind by Lu Chong.
Lin Yi...it's Lin Yi again.
An inexplicable anger rose within Lu Chong.
"You're being so proactive today just to ask me for 100,000 yuan?"
He thought Mu Yan was completely insane.
During those years in college, he was never stingy with Mu Yan, was he? Whatever Mu Yan wanted, as long as he asked directly, and it was within his means, when had he ever refused to give it to him?
When did Mu Yan start needing to strip naked and have sex with him before he could ask for anything?
What does he think he is, and what does he think Lu Chong is? A whore and a client?
Lu Chong asked himself honestly. Although he had never thought about marrying Mu Yan, Mu Yan had stayed by his side when he was at his lowest point, and he would definitely not treat Mu Yan badly.
The items Mu Yan sold off, which he had previously given him, along with his own savings of 100,000 yuan, totaled nearly one million yuan, making him a minor shareholder. However, because Mu Yan was completely ignorant about company affairs and would only listen to his own advice even when asked, he had never allowed Mu Yan to get involved in company matters.
It's only a matter of time before the company becomes profitable. Even based on the lowest expected return, there will be at least a 50% return on investment, and more than 400,000 yuan in dividends will be deposited into Mu Yan's account in the first year.
Although it wasn't much money in Lu Chong's eyes back then, and giving his mistress that much a year wasn't considered generous, Mu Yan was stubborn and wouldn't take his money for no reason. But from any perspective, this 400,000 yuan was rightfully Mu Yan's, and even if Lu Chong were to marry someone else one day, it would still be deposited into his account without fail.
It's not that Lu Chong didn't want to give him the 100,000; in three months, the company will start to make a profit, and even if Mu Yan wanted a million, Lu Chong could give it to him.
Why now of all times? The company isn't even on the right track yet. Even if he swallowed his pride and asked his partner for money in his personal capacity, why would his partner lend it to him?
"Why do you suddenly need so much money? Didn't you have a sum of money specifically reserved for your mother's dialysis?"
“Yes, there is…” Mu Yan’s worries were finally voiced by Lu Chong. “That card has a debt of 150,000 yuan. The hospital says that if the debt is not paid off in time, dialysis will no longer be possible.”
Why did I suddenly owe 150,000 yuan?
Mu Yan lowered his eyes, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't think of what to say for a long time.
All of this sounds like a chaotic and melodramatic play, as if all the world's misfortunes had coincidentally piled up on the protagonist at once, leading to his current misfortune. Any audience member with a modicum of intelligence would have booed the stage and shouted for a refund.
And yet this is a real event that happened to Mu Yan.
He remained silent for a long time, and Lu Chong was also losing patience.
"Lin Guojun took the money you had deposited there?"
Mu Yan was surprised that he had guessed it so directly. She turned to look at him in astonishment and then nodded slightly.
Yes, that's not hard to guess. Hasn't someone like Lin Guojun done this kind of thing many times before?
"What is Lin Guojun? I told you long ago he was hopeless. Once you get hooked on gambling, you can never quit. How did he get the money? Did he guess the PIN and swipe the card?"
Mu Yan nodded somewhat mechanically.
Lin Guojun is a stain that Mu Yan was born with, but can never escape for the rest of his life.
He changed his surname, got into a top high school in City A, and then went on to study at University A, trying every possible way to settle down in City A.
If his mother could travel far away, he would take her to the north, or even further south, to escape as far as possible.
But no matter how far he escapes, the people he hates will still swarm him like insects.
His most hated stain was now being mercilessly exposed to Lu Chong.
If there's one person he least wants that person to know about his shameful and embarrassing past, it's definitely Lu Chong.
Mu Yan's nose tingled, and he suppressed the urge to cry, softly humming in agreement.
"That card PIN was set by Lin Yi, wasn't it? What an idiot, just like him."
[Author's Note]
Come home, Lu Chong, come home.
No updates for the next two days~ I'll update again early Thursday morning [kiss]. There might be no more updates for the next few days, not because I've stopped updating, but because I haven't been able to reach 3,000 words yet.
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