novelraw Chapter 420 - 212. Yu Qinglu grinned like a ghost: Mu Huan, it was you who turned me into this.
Chapter 420 - 212. Yu Qinglu grinned like a ghost: Mu Huan, it was you who turned me into this.
It was... Yu Qinglu who was supposed to be in the hospital receiving treatment.She only had a loose cotton jacket on her upper body, while her lower body was still in thin striped hospital pants, and she was wearing hospital slippers with her toes exposed to the air, red from the cold.
She stood very close, her body almost pressed against the glass, with her fingers gently touching it, as if teasing the babies in the nursery.
Her excessively thin profile, with a hint of a smile, looked much more harmonious than before.
Mu Jinhuan’s steps paused for less than a second before he strode towards the nursery, his polished black leather shoes tapping on the floor, echoing through the hallway.
A dark wave rolled in the depths of his dark eyes, yet the surface was as calm as an ancient well, revealing nothing to outsiders.
He stopped two steps away from the viewing glass, his thin lips slightly parted, "Qinglu, why are you here?"
Indifference, alienation.
Upon hearing the man’s voice, Yu Qinglu seemed to be suddenly jolted from her world, the smile on her face quickly fading as she withdrew her hand from the glass as if scalded.
She lowered her head and stepped back, her hands behind her back, fingers nervously entwined, like a child who has done something wrong.
In a low voice, she said, "Mu Huan, please don’t be angry, I... I just came to see the baby, and I didn’t go inside, I was just looking from outside."
Her voice trembled slightly, and she didn’t dare to look up at Mu Jinhuan, appearing timid and fearful.
She didn’t seem in good condition, much worse than the last time she sat on the hospital rooftop watching the sunset.
Mu Jinhuan’s sharp features remained as serene and detached as water, but his slightly deep voice softened a bit, "I told you, you can’t run around; you need to listen to the doctor. Why are you here?"
This was the second time he had asked why she came here.
"I heard... I heard that Miss Nan had a premature birth, so I wanted to come and see the child, I didn’t do anything else," Yu Qinglu raised her head urgently to look at him, but her voice was small, as if fearing his anger, "I told the nurse, I didn’t sneak out."
As she spoke, she shuffled forward a bit but stopped abruptly when she felt the coldness and the strong scent of blood emanating from Mu Jinhuan.
Mechanically, she withdrew the hand that was about to tug at his shirt hem, then slowly retreated to her previous position.
Just standing there in front of her, Mu Jinhuan gave Yu Qinglu a suffocating illusion.
As if someone was covering her mouth and nose, not a single breath of air getting through.
There had been no news from Zhao Ying – had she been caught, or had she already...
Mu Jinhuan looked at her expressionlessly, the depths of his dark eyes gradually gathering a secretive light, "Who told you this?"
Only the Mu Family and the Nan Family knew.
Yu Qinglu lowered her head, avoiding the man’s gaze, appearing hesitant, like she was scared yet didn’t want to implicate the innocent, and thus hesitated about whether to speak up.
After a while, she finally spoke in a low voice, "A doctor here seems to be friends with a female doctor in the hospital where I’m staying. Last night, when they were chatting on the phone, they mentioned that Mrs. Mu has been in a coma, and they weren’t sure if she’ll make it. I overheard by accident."
Mu Jinhuan’s deep black eyes were cold, like the calm waters of a dawn lake, unfathomable and placid.
Whether he believed what Yu Qinglu said or not, it was unclear, "Did you come here alone?"
Yu Qinglu read the underlying meaning in the man’s words, looking back at the tiny being in the nursery, as if unwilling to part.
But she quickly shifted her gaze, smiling slightly, "No, the nurse is waiting for me downstairs. It only takes half an hour by taxi to return to the hospital. Mu Huan, please don’t be angry, okay? I just wanted to see the baby, he’s very cute."
Afraid he would think she had other motives, she anxiously held up three fingers and swore, "I promise, I won’t come again in the future."
In the past, occupying a spot in An City’s socialite circle, Yu Qinglu, with her good looks and a respectable family background, attracted countless suitors. Even after her family’s downfall, she remained inherently proud.
Even with unrequited love, she wouldn’t lower herself to the dust.
At thirty, it seemed as if she had already lived a full life.
A year ago, she appeared and seemed several years younger than her peers. Now, it seemed as if time had reclaimed all its favors and fondness given to her, and those unaware of her true age might think she was already forty.