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Qin Yawen gave Lu Qi’er, who was lying down on the hospital bed, an anxious and concerned look. “Qi’er, don’t mistake me, I’m not here to mock you. I’m only concerned about you.”
Lu Qi’er sneered, “Qin Yawen, did I hear it wrong? You’re Tang Mo’er’s mother. Why on earth would you care for me?”
“Qi’er, Tang Mo’er isn’t even my daughter, Iー!” Qin Yawen burst out, before suddenly stopping.
“What?”
Qin Yawen did not have the intention to tell Lu Qi’er about her family background. Since young, Lu Qi’er had assumed the identity as the eldest daughter of the Lu family and could bask in this glory for her lifetime.
“Qi’er, I’ve never regarded Tang Mo’er as my daughter in my heart, the one I’m concerned about is you. I heard you talking to the butler when I stood at the door just now. Listen to me, don’t care about everything in Karghalik, follow your father back to the Capital right now, you don’t have to do anything. All you need to do is cling onto your father, your dad will find you your happiness. If you can’t marry this Gu Mohan, he’ll help you find the next Gu Mohan that you can marry.”
Lu Qi’er looked at Qin Yawen suspiciously. Did she take the wrong medicine? Why on earth did she come over to show her care and concern?
“I won’t leave. I need to get revenge on Tang Mo’er…”
“Qi’er,”Qin Yawen interrupted, “Don’t worry and leave Tang Mo’er to me. I’ll help you get rid of her.”
She’ll help to get rid of Tang Mo’er?
“Qin Yawen, are you serious?”
Qin Yawen nodded her head. “It’s true. Qi’er, I’m willing to do anything for your happiness.”
Lu Qi’er did not believe her as she suspected that Qin Yawen had tricks up her sleeves. However, she could make use of her to deal with Tang Mo’er.
“Alright. I’ll see how you act first.”
“Mm.” Qin Yawen nodded her head. “However, Qi’er, there’s something you must do.”
“What is it?”
“You can’t let Lu Jinwen see Tang Mo’er. Not at all!” Qin Yawen warned her.
Why couldn’t she let her father see Tang Mo’er?
Seeing Lu Qi’er’s face of confusion, Qin Yawen grabbed hold of Lu Qi’er’s hand and insisted, “Qi’er, you don’t need to know the reason. Just do as I say, you must not let Lu Jinwen see Tang Mo’er or you’ll be dead meat.”
…
In the study room.
Lu Yan shoved his hand into his trouser pocket and answered the phone with his other hand. It was Gu Mohan on the other end. The both of them exchanged a few words and he hung up the phone.
He placed his phone back into his trouser pocket and stayed still. The man wore a black shirt and trousers today. Leaning lazily against the wall, he gazed outside the window. His face outline was extremely defined and he was extremely calm. It was a mesmerizing sight.
Knock knock . Someone knocked on the door. Wenbin said, “Boss, Miss An’an is back.”
An’an had run back.
Lu Yan turned around faintly. “Come in.”
The study room door opened and a delicate figure appeared in his line of vision.
An’an had returned.
She was wearing an oversized white dress, accentuating her tiny, petite figure. At that moment, she looked more pale than ever. She pressed the wound on her left side, blood flowing out from her wound and staining her dress.
Her wound had split open once again.
They looked at each other. Lu Yan was calm and indifferent while An’an was pale.
In the next second, An’an’s delicate body shook twice and she collapsed onto the floor.
“Miss An’an!” Wenbin exclaimed as he reached for her.
However, there was a tall figure that caught her first.
An’an lay in the man’s strong arms, her eyes fluttering. She looked at his handsome face in agony and muttered, “Ah Yan, it hurts…”
Ah Yan, it hurts.
Hearing her scream in pain, his lips formed an indifferent arch. If she knew it hurt, then why did she run out of the hospital?
Lu Yan carried her into the room.
“Wenbin, call the doctor.”
Yes boss.”
…
In the room.
He placed An’an gently onto the bed. Lu Yan wanted to get up but the girl stretched out her hands and hooked them his neck, not wanting him to leave.
At this moment, the man’s nearing 1.9 meters was pressed against hers and he towered over her. He cast a wary glance towards her. As they were in this strangely intimate position, their faces were extremely close to each other. Her facial features were enlarged in his line of sight. He could already smell the faint scent of disinfectant on her body, mixing with her sweet and delicate smell, it was extremely attractive.
“Ah Yan, why didn’t you visit me at the hospital?” An’an whispered.
Lu Yan’s large hands were placed on her side as he moved to get up. He looked at her indifferently. “I’ve been busy.”
Busy?
“Busy with what?” An’an eyes turned red. She looked like she was about to burst into tears.
Lu Yan bit his lip and did not say anything.
An’an beat at his chest repeatedly. In the eyes of outsiders, she was cold and beautiful. Yet, when it came to this man, she was extremely loving. Tears rolled down her eyes as she suppressed her trembling voice. “Ah Yan, you bastard. I can’t believe you didn’t visit me… What if I died? What were you so busy with? What is more important than me?”
The muscles underneath his shirt tightened. Seeing the blood stains on her left chest getting more bloody, he raised his eyebrows.
Her wound continued to get larger as she kept beating at his chest.
However, she did not care about it. All she cared about was the fact that he did not visit her.
Other girls were extremely scared of pain, Tang Mo’er and Lin Shiyu included. However, she did not care about pain. All she cared about was… being abandoned.
“An’an, stop making a fuss!” Lu Yan buckled her hands at the top of her head.
An’an cried in silence. She looked at him teary-eyed and choked on her tears.
Lu Yan looked down at her tiny cherubic mouth. Her cherry lips were trembling furiously, just like lotus flowers that were pretty enough to make one pluck them to steal away.
He retracted his gaze, let go of her hand and wanted to get up.
However, she clung onto him once again, her little hands buckled his neck once tightly as she leaned in and kissed him.
Soft lips pressed against his, throwing his mind into chaos.
Lu Yan immediately froze. The girl pecked him, stretched out her tongue and licked his lips. Choking on her tears, she said, “Sorry Ah Yan, I won’t vent my anger on you anymore… Can I give you a kiss now?”
An’an’s eyelashes fluttered, her eyes stained with crystal drops of tears. She looked extremely lovable when they trembled. Burying her tongue into his mouth, she hugged him close.
