"Oh! Uncle, why are you here?"
Mu Jiuchen lowered his head slightly. This address of "Uncle" had clearly struck a nerve with him.
"Pfft..." He Mingrun couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Uncle, haha... That's, that's too funny."
He Mingrun watched Mu Jiuchen's crestfallen expression, laughing until his stomach ached.
Jiang Nuan looked at him. Was this really that funny?
Then she looked at Mu Jiuchen's extraordinarily handsome face, which was radiating coldness. Tsk tsk tsk, it was precisely because his face was so cold that she had mistakenly thought he was an uncle.
He Mingrun, with great effort, managed to suppress his laughter.
He remembered the main reason he was there. Looking at the beautiful girl before him, he asked with a smile, "Excuse me, are you Vicky?"
Jiang Nuan nodded slightly.
Only then did Mu Jiuchen realize that she had only recently returned to the country. No wonder he hadn't been able to find her for the past six years.
"Vicky, please come in!" He Mingrun was very courteous.
Jiang Nuan smiled. "Young Master He, you're too kind. Just call me Jiang Nuan."
As Jiang Nuan finished speaking, her phone vibrated.
She looked down to see a message from the mysterious person: [Miss Jiang, we have reviewed your medical theories. If you are willing to join us, we will let you name your price.]
Jiang Nuan was taken aback. Who was this?
He Mingrun suddenly remembered that this Jiang Nuan was the beautiful girl standing with Meng Yuan last night.
Did Little Jiu know them?
He Mingrun, following suit, asked, "Miss Jiang, have you had breakfast?"
Jiang Nuan nodded slightly. "Yes, I have. Shall we go see the Old Madam directly?"
Getting down to business, Jiang Nuan's gaze became serious, exuding an irresistible air of solemnity.
He Mingrun said, "Grandma is in the backyard. It will be faster if we take a car."
He Mingrun asked the butler to bring the car.
Mu Jiuchen also got in without hesitation.
He even squeezed He Mingrun into the passenger seat.
Mu Jiuchen looked at Jiang Nuan beside him and asked in a low voice, "Are you really Vicky?"
Jiang Nuan glanced at him silently. "Do I not look like her?"
Mu Jiuchen retorted, "You're just a little girl."
Jiang Nuan glared at him. "That's why I called you uncle!"
Mu Jiuchen: "..." His foot hurt!
His eyebrows, as if drawn with ink, knitted slightly. This little girl was asking for a beating.
He Mingrun watched the two of them whispering, feeling as though there was something going on between them.
Seeing Mu Jiuchen on the defensive, he finally had an opportunity to ask a question.
"Miss Jiang, do you know Meng Yuan?" He Mingrun asked with a smile.
Jiang Nuan was taken aback, then nodded. "She's my best friend. Do you know her, Young Master He?"
He Mingrun's breath hitched. What a coincidence.
"Miss Jiang, could you give me her WeChat ID?"
Jiang Nuan shook her head slightly. "She's very cautious about making friends. Even if I give you her WeChat ID, you might not be able to add her."
Mu Jiuchen chuckled. He hadn't managed to add this girl on WeChat either.
He strongly agreed with her statement about being cautious in making friends.
He Mingrun felt a pang of disappointment.
A few minutes later, they arrived at the backyard where the Old Madam lived.
After the three of them got out of the car, Mu Jiuchen automatically picked up Jiang Nuan's delicate medical box for her.
The environment in the backyard was more comfortable, especially in the morning, with fresh and pleasant air.
Jiang Nuan felt a sense of envy. Looking at the small courtyard with its Chinese style, this was exactly how she envisioned her retirement.
Old Madam He was almost eighty years old and frail.
She hadn't left the backyard much in recent years.
He Mingrun directly led her to the specially prepared sickroom for the Old Madam, where doctors and nurses were on duty twenty-four hours a day.
Jiang Nuan looked at the Old Madam lying on the bed. She was sleeping peacefully.
She walked over, sat on a stool, and diligently took the Old Madam's pulse.
At this moment, Lin Su and Yan Xin, who had rushed over, also saw Jiang Nuan.
"Jiang Nuan? Why is it you?!" Yan Xin exclaimed Jiang Nuan's name in disbelief.