novelraw Chapter 485 - 232. Yu Qinglu held a dagger emitting a cold white glow and slowly approached Nan Wan.
Chapter 485 - 232. Yu Qinglu held a dagger emitting a cold white glow and slowly approached Nan Wan.
Won’t harm Jiu Jiu...Although Yu Qinglu spoke sincerely, Mu Jin Huan would no longer believe her words.
His hands quickly maneuvered the steering wheel, overtaking the vehicles ahead, almost driving in an ’S’ shaped pattern. If someone with less driving skill tried this, they might crash into the roadside guardrails or other vehicles.
The mountain peaks and forests outside the car windows receded rapidly, and Mu Jin Huan’s deep and dark eyes were as sharp as a hawk’s. "Yu Qinglu, are you trying to tell me through your actions that my mercy on you was a mistake?"
Since the day more than a year ago when Yu Qinglu was pulled down from the rooftop by Mu Jin Huan, she had stopped all attempts to gain his care and attention.
Too meek, so meek that it was not like her at all.
She cooperated with the doctors’ treatment, swallowing bitter medicines that robbed her appetite for days without batting an eye. She received infusions daily, and despite the countless needle marks on the back of her hand, she didn’t throw a tantrum.
She caused not the slightest disturbance, so quiet that Mu Jin Huan almost forgot someone like her existed in Qing City.
His voice was extremely indifferent, devoid of any extraneous emotion.
Yu Qinglu was somewhat saddened, lowering her head to look at Jiu Jiu, who was a spitting image of him, nestled in her arms. Suddenly, a malicious thought arose—she wanted to snatch the rattle drum from Jiu Jiu’s hands and throw it to the ground, yet she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
Yes, she couldn’t bear it.
Qinglu, Qinglu...
That’s how he used to call her.
Although familiar friends called her that, only when those two syllables rolled off his tongue did she realize her name could sound so beautiful.
It was like walking on clouds.
Those naive and innocent days had already become distant memories.
"Your mercy towards me..." Yu Qinglu repeated the words softly, her gaze gradually turning blank. Half a minute later, she suddenly laughed, "Leaving me in a cold and terrifying hospital, ignoring me altogether, is this the ’mercy’ you speak of?"
Every morning when she opened her eyes, she faced glaringly white walls and polite but emotionless doctors and nurses.
The needle piercing her veins caused her pain, and the pills swallowed into her stomach left her feeling nauseous all day. The smell of disinfectant seemed fused into her bones and blood; even after showering for over an hour in the bathroom, she still carried that scent.
Walking down the street in ordinary clothes, passersby silently avoided her.
Perhaps they feared she’d suddenly collapse and accuse them, or maybe her face bore the words ’HIV Patient’ in their mind.
Ha!
From north to south, almost spanning the whole city.
With each passing minute, Mu Jin Huan’s eyes darkened further, "We’re just ordinary friends. What you expect exceeds that boundary."
Mrs. Mu had instilled in him kindness, but he used it in the wrong place.
Hearing the man’s words, Yu Qinglu burst into laughter, "Talking about the boundaries of friendship, you’re only afraid of making Nan Wan unhappy."
Only one light was on in the living room, and she felt it wasn’t bright enough.
She placed Jiu Jiu, whom she had been holding, onto the sofa, softly instructing Jiu Jiu to sit still and not move. Then she stood up, walked to the door, and turned on all the lights.
The sound of her talking to Jiu Jiu, the noise the heels of her shoes made as they struck the floor while she walked, and even the click of the light switch were transmitted to Mu Jin Huan’s ears through the radio waves.
His lips were nearly pressed into a straight line, his deep voice carrying a hint of agitation, "If you have any dissatisfaction or jealousy, direct them at me."
Yu Qinglu covered her mouth lightly as she laughed, realizing he was getting anxious?
But Mu Huan, it’s still early now.
This villa had been uninhabited for a long time, not even having hot water. In a while, guests would arrive, and how could there be no tea to entertain them?
Yu Qinglu glanced back at Jiu Jiu, who was fiddling with a new toy on the sofa, then smiled and went into the kitchen to boil water. "Of course, it’s directed at you; if it weren’t for you, how would I have ended up like this?"
Like a walking corpse.
Neither fully human nor ghost.
"Yu Qinglu, the bankruptcy of the Yu Family was due to your father’s poor management. Your leg injury was caused by an accident with an untraceable origin. You contracted the disease because you succumbed to drugs and alcohol," Mu Jin Huan stated calmly. "Tell me, which of those was directly caused by me?"
Yes, indeed.
Everything he said was true.
The water had already overflowed from the kettle, flowing down the sides, but Yu Qinglu seemed unaware, the water tap still gushing. She only stared blankly at the bracelet on her wrist, lost in thought.