Chapter 257 The One Who Was Like a Little Bird Nestling

Just as she was about to speak, Fu Siye changed the subject, "Finish your business and go back early, your body hasn't recovered yet. As for the cooperation, if you can let it go now..."

"How could I possibly let it go? Father entrusted Mu Shi to me and my mother, and now it's in this state. I take full responsibility. I'm very anxious and must manage Mu Shi even better. Otherwise, I won't have the face to see Father after I die..."

As she spoke, Nan Shiqing began to sob.

While crying, Nan Shiqing held her phone and walked towards the restroom.

Of course, the father she mentioned was not her biological father, but Mu Yinyin's father.

Fu Siye frowned slightly, appearing impatient. Just as he rounded a corner, they passed each other without meeting face-to-face.

But Nan Shiqing's voice was nearby, and Fu Siye realized she was close. However, he didn't look back to pay attention.

Since Nan Shiqing had never told him that she was in Country E for the Jile Zhi Yan, he saw no reason to mention it even if she was not far behind him.

"Aren't you afraid someone will use that against you?" Fu Siye's annoyance grew as he heard her cry so miserably.

If his savior was so heartbroken, it was his own inadequacy.

This was the difference he felt between Nan Shiqing and Mu Yinyin.

Nan Shiqing did not enter the restroom; not far from it was a small cubicle.

The cubicle was well-designed, with tables and chairs, like a specially arranged waiting area.

She sat on a chair and cried piteously, "If being used can make Mu Shi better, then I'm willing."

She feared Fu Siye wouldn't believe her if she didn't cry.

Fu Siye soothed her in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't let it get to that point. Like I just said, be more mindful. I'm busy here, I'll..."

"Are you and sister separated now?" Nan Shiqing took a deep breath.

Even though she knew Fu Siye was at the Jile Zhi Yan, she couldn't reveal her presence to him.

"Yes, are you looking for her?" Fu Siye asked, raising an eyebrow.

Nan Shiqing's words never strayed from Mu Yinyin!

Hearing his question, Nan Shiqing's heart skipped a beat.

But she quickly explained, "Siye, I've just realized I'm too anxious. Sister is right beside you, and if I ask you such questions, and she gets unhappy..."

If Mu Yinyin wasn't with Fu Siye, then she could contact Lu Shan.

Ideally, Mu Yinyin would die in Country E, and then no one would stand in her way.

Thinking this, Nan Shiqing's eyes hardened.

"Didn't you already say we have nothing to do with each other?" Fu Siye's irritation intensified.

Fu Siye spoke in a calm, cold tone. They were divorced, and no matter how unhappy Mu Yinyin was, her emotions could not affect him in the slightest.

His plans could not be changed for Mu Yinyin before, let alone now or in the future.

"I... I said that just now, it might have been because of my own selfish reasons. Siye, it's me, it's me..." She paused, flustered, and after a moment, slowly spoke, "After all, you were married for a while. I, I felt..." Nan Shiqing's words contradicted Fu Siye's, but in her heart, she was immensely pleased.

She quickly stopped there, as saying this had already achieved the effect of playing hard to get; there was no need to say more.

However, her happiness was fleeting, and Nan Shiqing's emotions surged again.

Fu Siye was merely speaking against his will.

If they truly had no connection, why would Fu Siye still be entangled with Mu Yinyin?

Especially since Mu Yinyin's call was highly suspicious.

"Alright, you go ahead and be busy. I have things to handle too," Fu Siye said, not wanting to continue speaking with Nan Shiqing. He then hung up the phone.

Listening to the dial tone, the malice and irritation in Nan Shiqing's eyes grew stronger!

Mu Yinyin must die!

Otherwise, Fu Siye would always be thinking of her! She refused to accept it!

Taking a deep breath, she gradually calmed down. She cautiously scanned her surroundings, and after confirming no one was there, she called Lu Shan.

Lu Shan did not answer because he was weaving through the crowd, and the noisy surroundings drowned out his phone's ringtone.

Nan Shiqing called again after the ringing stopped, still unwilling to give up.

Lu Shan still didn't answer.

With no other option, Nan Shiqing edited and sent a text message.

- Nan Shiqing: [I have something that requires you to handle it for me first. Mu Yinyin, you must deal with this person. Otherwise, with her around, I can't get much done.]

However... the message was sent like a stone sinking into the sea.

There was still no response.

Nan Shiqing became anxious, especially because... the game was about to begin!

Watching the minutes tick by, Nan Shiqing couldn't help but call that person again, intending to urge him. But Lu Shan still didn't answer.

...

At that moment, Lu Shan had already spotted Qi Mo and Mu Yinyin.

The two of them were sitting on chairs, waiting for the game to start.

"Is anyone sitting here?"

As Mu Yinyin leisurely sipped her juice, a low, hoarse voice sounded near her ear. She instinctively looked over and was startled.

Because the person in front of her was Lu Shan.

"Hello, beautiful, is anyone sitting here?" Seeing that Mu Yinyin didn't speak, Lu Shan asked again.

Mu Yinyin's thoughts were instantly pulled back.

She shook her head, "No."

"Then can I sit here?"

Lu Shan's lips curved slightly, his face full of gentleness.

But!

Lu Shan's profile indicated a life of luxury and decadence.

Someone like him, with a fake smile. kuAiδugg

And with so many people and so many seats, Mu Yinyin wondered why he specifically chose to sit next to her.

Just as Mu Yinyin was about to nudge Qi Mo with her arm, Qi Mo had already naturally put his arm around her shoulder.

He even spoke first, "No one is sitting here, and the game is about to start, so of course, you can sit here."

Mu Yinyin pretended to lean into him like a little bird, and at the same time, she lowered her voice.

"Take a good look at him."

Even if this was a pretense, Mu Yinyin was now truly in his embrace.

Her demure demeanor gave him a strong sense of possessiveness and accomplishment.

He even felt a sense of warmth.

"Mm, he's quite good,"

The words spoken softly were Qi Mo's reply to Mu Yinyin, and also a confession of his innermost thoughts.

He had never felt this way about anyone before. Mu Yinyin, at this moment, was the first person by his side!