"Okay, Mom?" Xia Yingying was very happy, the clear and bright light reflecting in her beautiful, large eyes.
Jiang Nuan also smiled, the world of children was that simple.
The Xia Mingrui family of three left after not sitting for too long.
Mu Jiuchen, however, quietly watched Jiang Nuan eat an apple.
Jiang Nuan hadn't intended to pay him any mind, but his overly intense gaze made it impossible for her to ignore him.
Jiang Nuan couldn't quite understand why such a significant figure as Mu Jiuchen would be cooped up in the hospital. Wasn't it more profitable to return to his office and make money?
"Sir, am I that good-looking that you keep staring at me?" Jiang Nuan glanced down at herself: a white T-shirt, blue jeans, white sneakers, a common outfit one could find anywhere.
There was no opulent jewelry, no graceful elegance. What was this older man looking at?
Mu Jiuchen was amused by her words. Her face was indeed captivating and charming, but she didn't need to be so narcissistic.
He smiled broadly and nodded, "Indeed, there's an idiom called 'captivating the soul.' Nuan Nuan, you've stolen my soul; my life is yours to manage from now on."
"Plop..." The apple in Jiang Nuan's hand fell to the ground, and she looked at Mu Jiuchen with a hint of fear.
"Sir, are you sure it's just your hand that's injured, and not your head? Did you hit your head or anything at the time?" Jiang Nuan worried he might have been concussed.
Mu Jiuchen abruptly stood up, his handsome face, previously beaming, now chilling and terrifying.
Jiang Nuan knew he was angry again, but she didn't understand why.
"Go, complete the discharge procedures. From now on, you'll be responsible for my hand."
"Sir, really?" Jiang Nuan's eyes were filled with anticipation. He was finally going to be discharged.
Although she was a doctor, she didn't particularly like staying in the hospital.
Mu Jiuchen looked at her eyes lighting up, his mood plummeting to the absolute worst. Was she that unwilling to take care of him?
Mu Jiuchen's voice was firm and resonant, "Do I need to say it a second time? I told you to handle the discharge procedures."
Jiang Nuan narrowed her eyes. Fine, she'd handle it, and she'd even serve him.
After Jiang Nuan left, Mu Jiuchen slowly turned around and looked towards the door. Had he been too gentle? Did he lack any authority in front of her?
However, thinking of that exceptionally beautiful face and those spiritual, clear eyes, he couldn't bring himself to be stern.
Two hours later, Jiang Nuan returned home.
She saw Meng Yuan sitting on the floor, her head resting on the table, her eyes vacant and unfocused, staring straight ahead. Meng Yuan didn't even notice her enter.
She walked over and sat opposite her. Meng Yuan still didn't react.
"Yuan Yuan, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah..." Meng Yuan snapped back to reality, her mind momentarily blank, before seeing Jiang Nuan opposite her.
"Ah! Nuan Bao, where did you go? Why are you only back now? Do you know how worried I was when I couldn't get through to you?" Meng Yuan complained immensely. Why was no one around when she wanted to share good news?
Jiang Nuan leaned slightly against the sofa and said sarcastically, "You, who were so worried about me, only called me twice?"
Meng Yuan: "..." So, how many calls should she have made to express her feelings?
"I thought you were on a mission and didn't dare to disturb you."
Jiang Nuan grudgingly accepted this explanation.
"Tell me, what's wrong?" Jiang Nuan knew something was on her mind. Meng Yuan's nature was such that she couldn't hide anything; it was all written on her face.
Meng Yuan didn't speak, directly picking up the pair of limited-edition shoes beside her.
As soon as Jiang Nuan saw them, women generally recognized some designer brands. Upon seeing the logo on the shoes, Jiang Nuan blinked her beautiful eyes.
"Yuan Meng, you've struck it rich! Why did you buy such expensive shoes?" Looking at the "King" Meng Yuan had brought back, Jiang Nuan even pronounced her name backward.
Meng Yuan raised an eyebrow at her and smiled faintly, "Jiang Nuan Nuan, do you think, with my twenty-something years of living habits, I could afford shoes like these?"
Jiang Nuan rolled her clear black and white eyes and asked in a low voice, "Did He Mingrun give you these shoes too?"
"How did you know?"
Jiang Nuan straightened up slightly, a hint of a smile deepening, "It's written all over your face?"
Meng Yuan wiped her face and tried her best to put on what she thought was her most beautiful smile, "Can you still tell now?"
Jiang Nuan: "..."
They were truly a family; what one was, the other was too.
Meng Yuan's current state was exactly like the foolish He Mingrun.
Jiang Nuan didn't look at her but at the shoes in front of her and asked, "Why did he give you shoes?"
Meng Yuan: "He said I was heartbroken and gave me a pair of shoes to start anew."
Jiang Nuan thought about it; the reason seemed plausible.
"That makes sense. It seems you're quite unsettled now. Let me make you a bowl of noodles. Looking at the dark circles under your eyes, you didn't sleep well last night, did you?"
Meng Yuan nodded vigorously and pointed at the shoes, "Their weight is too heavy; they're suffocating me."
Jiang Nuan smiled and said, "Your cultivation is indeed too shallow. Just wait, sister will put your mind at ease."
Half an hour later, Jiang Nuan came out with two bowls of beef noodles, their rich aroma filling the living room.
Meng Yuan gulped audibly. Because of those shoes, she hadn't even eaten breakfast, let alone lunch.
She picked up her chopsticks and took an eager bite, her eyes narrowing in enjoyment. "Mmm! I feel at ease now. My feet finally don't feel like they're floating; they have a real sense of grounding."
Jiang Nuan smiled and remained silent, lowering her head to eat noodles. The image of that stunning, cold, and indifferent handsome face flashed in her mind, and her mood grew slightly melancholic. She had just wanted to show concern for him, but unfortunately, he had misunderstood her intentions.
"Oh, right, Nuan Nuan, about the recording I mentioned last time, I've been very busy these past few days and forgot. Here it is for you now."
Meng Yuan picked up her phone, found the recording, and sent it to Jiang Nuan.
Meng Yuan said, "It's not a very valuable recording, just one sentence."
Jiang Nuan tapped to listen. "The child is with me, so focus on your work."
Jiang Nuan's expression darkened, a hint of deep thought flashing in her eyes, "So, Jiang Shuo really does know about my background."
Meng Yuan nodded, "Yes, that's what I thought too. However, I've found out his whereabouts. He's in Modu."
Speaking of which, Meng Yuan thought for a moment and decided to reveal all the information she had found at once.
"Nuan Nuan, more than twenty years ago, Jiang Shuo was an assistant to the CEO of Gu Corporation. A year later, he returned to Jinshi. At that time, you had already been born into the Jiang family. A year later, Jiang Shuo established a new company, a rather significant one, and he guarded this company for over twenty years. What do you think his reasons are?"
Jiang Nuan shook her head slightly, "I've been very busy these past few years and haven't had time to think about who my biological parents are."
Meng Yuan slurped a mouthful of noodles and said, "Then don't think about it. We agreed to go to your grandmother's small courtyard together, and you almost stood me up! There's still time, let's go after we eat."
Jiang Nuan also remembered this. It seemed her livestream would have to wait until tonight.