Chapter 113 What are you doing here?
Mu Yan splashed some water on his face, trying to make himself look as normal as possible, before returning to his seat.
"Why is Yan Yan eating so little?" Mu Juanhua noticed something was wrong and asked, "I remember you really liked seafood."
Mu Yan didn't answer immediately. Mu Juanhua thought for a moment and assumed that he was reluctant to leave because she and Lin Yi were leaving, so she gently reached out and rubbed his head.
"Don't you want to stay abroad alone? Then why don't you come back? Yan Yan is already very successful. It doesn't matter if you don't pursue a master's degree or earn less money. As long as you are safe and healthy, that's all that matters."
When Mu Yan went abroad, he never told his family that he was going to avoid Shang Qiyue. He only told Mu Juanhua that he was sent abroad by the company to study. Anyway, Mu Juanhua didn't understand these things, so she believed Mu Yan without a doubt.
"Hmm," Mu Yan admitted, going along with Mu Juanhua's words. It was better to have her think he was reluctant to leave than for her to worry about his health. "I'll be a little reluctant to leave you all..."
“Don’t listen to your mother,” Lin Yi interjected. “What’s wrong with suffering a little at such a young age? You persevered through the tough high school years. You’re just cut out for studying and should continue your education. Even if you don’t earn much more after graduation, you should still get a degree. I’m just lucky to have met the two of us. Otherwise, if you spoiled the kids like this, who knows what kind of spoiled brat you would have become.”
Mu Juanhua wasn't angry; she just smiled good-naturedly and said that she was indeed lucky, as Mu Yan and Lin Yi rarely caused her any trouble.
After dinner, Lin Yi refused to let Mu Yan see him off. He had checked beforehand and found that they could take a taxi directly to the airport, while it would be more convenient for Mu Yan to take the train back to his original city.
They ate dinner early, and as evening approached, the area was crowded with tourists, making it difficult to hail a taxi.
After waiting for several tens of minutes, Mu Juanhua and the others finally got into the car, and only then did Mu Yan start calling a taxi for himself.
Country A has a lot of unlicensed taxis. Many of the cars you see on the road look like taxis, but they don't have meters and charge several hundred dollars.
But now there seem to be even more people, so even if he considers these unlicensed taxis, it seems difficult to hail one.
Mu Yan wanted to walk further away from the scenic area and crowds so that it would be easier to hail a taxi, but there were just too many people here to see the seals and eat seafood, and no matter how far she walked, the crowds didn't seem to thin out.
The sea breeze was damp and salty, and a bit sticky. Mu Yan felt even more uncomfortable than before, and had to stop and rest every few steps.
After walking several hundred meters, it still seemed impossible to hail a taxi. Feeling a bit dizzy and increasingly tightness in her chest, Mu Yan stopped by the roadside, intending to rest for a while longer.
A black sedan suddenly slowed down and stopped on his side of the road. Mu Yan thought it was an unlicensed taxi and was still hesitating whether to spend a few hundred dollars to take one.
It wasn't until Xie Chen walked up to him from the driver's seat that he realized it was a Mercedes.
"What are you doing here?" Mu Yan was actually quite upset, but she still smiled at Xie Chen. "I can't get a taxi. Could you take me to the station?"
In fact, Mu Yan was never slow-witted on a normal day, but today he was not feeling well and had almost no mind to pay attention to anything else. In addition, Xie Chen did not show his anger in a very obvious way, so he failed to notice Xie Chen's abnormality.
Mu Yan didn't know why Xie Chen didn't answer immediately. He felt even worse than before and seemed even less able to think.
"...Are you busy with something else? If you're not in a rush, could you give me a ride?" Mu Yan asked softly. "Just a little further ahead, somewhere less crowded, you can drop me off. It's a bit hard to get a taxi here..."
The next second, Xie Chen's familiar aura enveloped him completely. Mu Yan's mind was dizzy. He seemed to first realize that he was feeling a little weightless before he found himself being picked up by Xie Chen.
It was a very faint scent of shower gel. Mu Yan sniffed it like a puppy, and felt his mind clear up a little. But perhaps the scent was too faint or his nose had gotten used to it, because Mu Yan couldn't smell it anymore soon.
If he were an omega, he should still be able to smell Xie Chen's pheromones, but unfortunately Mu Yan is just a beta who can't sense pheromones.
It's strange, the nausea and dizziness suddenly subsided a lot.
Xie Chen is acting strangely today. Did she agree to his request? But she was clearly willing to give him a ride, so why isn't she saying anything?
Xie Chen's arms were strong, and he steadily lifted him and placed him on the back seat of the Mercedes. When Xie Chen's hand left his waist, Mu Yan subconsciously tried to grab his hand, but only managed to grab the sleeve of his coat.
Mu Yan actually wanted to ask him why he hadn't spoken earlier, whether he was in a bad mood, but when Xie Chen lowered his eyes to look at him and waited for him to speak, Mu Yan's head was spinning and he suddenly couldn't remember what he wanted to say.
Mu Yan was still gently holding onto his sleeve, which could be easily broken with a little effort. He looked up at him with round eyes, and Xie Chen couldn't help but catch his breath under that gaze. Then he took off his coat and draped it over Mu Yan's shoulders, quickly returned to the driver's seat, closed the car door, and released more pheromones.
Mu Yan should... just be a little reluctant to give away his pheromones, and would give him more.
He glanced back at the back seat and saw Mu Yan pull his coat up, burying half his face under it, revealing only his closed eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly with the air conditioning.
I'm probably not asleep yet, but I'm already very tired.
Xie Chen didn't know whether to feel sorry for him or be angry. But even if he was furious, he couldn't possibly take his anger out on someone who was so tired that he was about to fall asleep.
He had repeatedly told Mu Yan that if she felt unwell, she should come to him immediately. She was almost twelve weeks pregnant, and because of hormonal imbalances, the pregnancy symptoms and other reactions during a false pregnancy would be more unpleasant than during a real pregnancy.
Xie Chen is not someone who is easy to deal with on matters of principle like this, and he would never let this matter pass just because he is soft-hearted. But now that Mu Yan is in this state, he can't wake him up and scold him, as if he knew that he would not scold him if he did.
...He actually hoped that Mu Yan knew he was going to get angry so he could escape being scolded.
But he knew Mu Yan; if he was scolded, he would just lower his head and carefully tell himself not to be angry anymore.
Xie Chen drove very steadily, and the Mercedes' shock absorption was excellent. Mu Yan, sitting in the back seat, quickly fell asleep.
He drove all the way back to the new house he bought for Mu Yan. While Mu Yan was traveling with his family, he went to Lu Chong's place and picked up the little dog that Mu Yan had been raising.
Lu Chong seemed to have something to say, but Xie Chen was adamant, saying that since he had already taken Mu Yan home, there was no reason for him to owe Lu Gongzi a favor. He could pursue Yan Yan again later, but Yan Yan now had a place to live and didn't need to live in his house.
Xie Chen wasn't quite sure how Mu Yan and Lu Chong had broken up, but he had his own thoughts on the matter. In his opinion, regardless of Lu Chong's original intentions, the fact that he was now giving Mu Yan a house to live in and inviting her to come over for a visit whenever she had time was exactly how Xie Chengjun and other wealthy people treated their kept women.
Lu Chong likes Mu Yan, but he can prove it in other ways.
Does Mu Yan lack his care and this house? If you're going to pursue someone, you should at least show some sincerity.
The car stopped in the yard. Xie Chen originally wanted to carry Mu Yan out, but thinking that he had never been here before and might be scared when he woke up in an unfamiliar room, he leaned down and gently patted his shoulder.
"Mu Yan, we're home."
The drive back from the scenic spot took two or three hours. Mu Yan had been sleeping soundly, and when he opened his eyes, he was still a little groggy. He sensed a comforting aura and subconsciously moved closer to its source.
Xie Chen was stunned for a moment, then supported his waist: "We're home."
Mu Yan raised his head, his gaze somewhat dazed. He had been sleeping in the same position for so long, and his hair was a little messy. Xie Chen casually rubbed it to smooth it out.
Mu Yan's hair wasn't as soft as he had imagined. For some reason, Xie Chen felt that even Mu Yan's hair would be as soft as a small animal's fur, but that was indeed his illusion.
"Where is this...?"
"Your new home was transferred to your name a few days ago when you went on vacation. It's close to the language school you used to attend, and it has a yard where you can keep a dog, so I bought it. You and Lu Chong..." Xie Chen paused, seemingly hesitant to speak, "Our family doesn't need another house, so it's better not to live there with him."
Mu Yan regained some consciousness, and Xie Chen reached out to help him, gesturing for him to get out of the car.
Living in the house that Lu Chong found was just a temporary measure; Mu Yan originally planned to move out once things were settled.
Xie Chen's new apartment was simply decorated. Apart from the necessary furniture, there was very little decoration. It could be described as minimalist, or as lacking any sense of life.
"Would you like something to eat? I can order the hotel to deliver, or I can just make you some noodles or dumplings."
"Just noodles, anything will do. I can cook them myself. Do you want some?"
Tangyuan, who was in the living room, ran over excitedly when he heard his name. Mu Yan hadn't seen him for a long time, so he picked him up affectionately.
"I wasn't calling you... This uncle asked me if I wanted dinner."
"What's its name?" Mu Yan's earnest explanation to the puppy made Xie Chen chuckle. "Is it called Noodles, or Tangyuan?"
"Call it Tangyuan." Mu Yan smiled and put the tangyuan down.
"I'm not eating, I'm not very hungry. You can cook for yourself, I'm not sure what your taste is, so I can just take a look." Xie Chen got up and took a bottle of fresh chopped chili peppers and lard from the refrigerator, and went into the kitchen with Mu Yan.
Although he hadn't eaten much that afternoon, Mu Yan didn't really have any appetite when he looked at the noodles he had hastily cooked. If it were the old Mu Yan, he probably wouldn't have understood why he felt hungry and had no appetite at the same time.
But now, he truly understands what it feels like to be both hungry and have no appetite.
He knew he was unwell and that he should eat something even if he didn't have a good appetite, but knowing he should eat more and having an appetite are two different things.
Xie Chen sat opposite him the whole time, watching him quietly.
[Author's Note]
It's late tonight, so I'm giving out red envelopes to the first 50 commenters. I finished my final exams and was planning to take a day off, but seeing all the little red flowers I'd painstakingly accumulated made me sit down and start writing again (actually, I also have my perfect attendance record, though it's not much).
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