“It doesn’t matter to me whether you speak for me.”
Since Leng Yueyue said so, Han Muzi expressed her point as well.
“But you’re currently on my team, and it’s my duty to visit you when you’re sick.” With that, Han Muzi looked at Yan. “They took the things. So let’s go now.”
“Okay.” Yan nodded and left the ward with Han Muzi.
Wang An probably felt embarrassed, and so he followed them out. He then scratched his head and apologized. “I’m sorry. This is just her personality. She just has a foul mouth, but she is actually kind-hearted.”
Hearing that, Han Muzi glanced at him indifferently.
This man appeared to be much more simple and nerdy compared to Leng Yueyue’s acrimony. They were clearly from completely different worlds judging by their appearance.
It was clear that Wang An was deeply in love with Leng Yueyue as he could still speak up for her after being yelled at like that.
“We don’t care about her character. Unlike you, we are not her suitor,” Yan growled unhappily.
Hearing that, Wang An seemed to be a little embarrassed and could only put on an awkward smile.
“I’m so sorry. I’ll apologize on her behalf.”
“No need. We’ll leave first. Make sure she rests well.”
“Sure, thank you.”
Yan was still unsatisfied, but she quickly caught up with Han Muzi’s pace as she complained, “Leng Yueyue really is ungrateful. What she said just now really was enraging.”
“Let’s just leave her alone.” Han Muzi shook her head, indicating that it was fine.
“I don’t understand what you were thinking to come visit her personally,” Yan mumbled as they walked forward.
At the same time, Ye Moxuan was being dragged downstairs by Song An. His face looked extremely gloomy, but because it was Song An who was pulling him, he couldn’t do anything. All he could do was to follow her downstairs.
“Must I go?”
His cold voice rang from the back, and Song An immediately looked back and glared at him. “What? You promised me you’d go. So what tricks are you trying to play now?”
Ye Moxuan breathed heavily as he looked up coldly.
Just as he looked up, he saw a familiar figure disappearing before him. He just saw a side profile, which was soon blocked by the wall.
Ye Moxuan just took one glance, and his heart was overwhelmed. His expression changed, and he quickly stepped forward, wanting to check something.
But he could feel a force pulling him on the sleeve. Ye Moxuan turned back and saw Song An glaring at him angrily. “Where are you trying to go? Ye Moxuan, what I said today is true. If you dare—”
“Let me go.” Ye Moxuan frowned as he rebuked with a cold voice.
Song An thought he didn’t want to go on a blind date and wanted to escape, so she held on tightly and didn’t let him go.
Ye Moxuan didn’t have a choice but to shake off Song An’s hand forcefully. He halted in his steps when he heard Song An’s cry, but he soon ran forward quickly.
It’s that face again.
Is she really in North City?
By the time Ye Moxuan ran all the way down, the figure had already disappeared. He looked around several places but never found that person again.
The people around him probably found his actions strange and were all staring at him curiously. But Ye Moxuan just stood there as he fell into self-doubt.
It’s been years, but I saw that face twice in the past few days.
Is she back in North City, or was it just my imagination?
Aunt said that I was just hallucinating. I thought so as well…
After all, that woman has appeared countless times in my dreams in the past five years and tormented me every day and night!
Song An finally caught up with him after some time. Realizing that he suddenly ran downstairs like a maniac, she quickly ran after him after she balanced herself. Now that she saw him standing there like a fool, she walked up to him, pulled his ears, and bellowed, “You bastard, were you trying to kill me? You actually just pushed me away like that! Run now, run! Just let me fall to death!”
Ye Moxuan didn’t say a word, but the pain from his ears still made him frown a little.
He turned around, his aura particularly cold. His cold gaze, like that of a wolf’s, fell on Song An’s face.
Song An could tell that something was wrong. She squinted her eyes and took a careful look at him as she withdrew her hand. “Why are you looking at me like that? Were you possessed by a ghost?”
Ye Moxuan moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he soon remembered the words Song An said to him.
Forget it.
He didn’t speak anymore and just walked away in silence.
Noticing his reaction, Song An quickly caught up with him.
“Where are you going? Ye Moxuan, you have to go on the blind date today. Do you hear me?”
“You should keep in mind that the girl is already on her way to the cafe. You have to come with me even if you are unwilling, get it? The introducer is a friend of mine from the hospital. It’s her daughter, and she is said to be a gifted student. Besides, she plays the piano. Her family background and her looks are excellent.”
Ye Moxuan stopped.
“I’ll go, okay?”
Song An immediately put on a smile. “That’s my boy.”
…
At the cafe.
The girl’s mother was already waiting inside with her.
“Qingqing, based on what your Aunt Song An said, her nephew is a little hot-tempered, but it’s normal. After all, he is a president of a business group, so…”
Qingqing’s full name was Lin Qingqing, and it was her mother, Mrs. Lin, who brought her here.
“Mom, I don’t mind if he is hot-tempered, as long as he doesn’t simply throw tantrums. You know that I can have a bad temper sometimes, but… I will never lose my temper for no reason. Therefore, I’ll have to see what he is like overall.”
Hearing that, Mrs. Lin nodded in comfort. “I’m glad that you are responsible and have thought about it. I’m assured to hear that.”
“Here they come.” Mrs. Lin suddenly raised her head and looked outside. She was delighted when she saw the familiar figure. “Your Aunt Song is here.”
Lin Qingqing looked up as well.
She knew Song An. Her mother was a close colleague of hers, and they had met several times.
Lin Qingqing recognized Song An at first glance, and she then saw Ye Moxuan, who was by her side.
The man was tall, and he had a poker face as he walked behind Song An. His handsome face didn’t have a smile on it, and he looked hot with his clear jawlines.
Lin Qingqing could feel her heart pounding faster with just one glance.
She froze in place and asked, “I-Is that… Aunt Song’s nephew?”
Mrs. Lin noded with a smile. “I guess so. That’s probably the only person your Aunt Song would bring with her.”
