novelraw Chapter 521 - 241. Nan Wan looked at the man and smiled,
Chapter 521 - 241. Nan Wan looked at the man and smiled,
April 20th, sunny, the weather was bright.The early spring temperature still carried a bit of chill in the air.
As Nan Wan stepped out of the prison gates, she caught a whiff of fresh lily fragrance.
It was Xu Moyi and Shen Zhimei; the car they drove was filled with lilies, even the trunk was full.
The moment Xu Moyi, who had been waiting outside the gate since before dawn, saw Nan Wan, her eyes began to redden, filled with a stinging sadness, "...Sister."
The prison guard was not a stylist, just cut her hair short, with no sense of fashion.
She had this neat shoulder-length bob ever since she was in the first year of middle school.
In her memory, her sister had always been the goddess with long, flowing hair.
"What’s wrong?" Nan Wan smiled, "Does it look bad? That’s unscientific; with my face, no hairstyle should be a problem."
Shen Zhimei gently elbowed Xu Moyi’s back, walked forward to link arms with Nan Wan, and said with a smile, "Xu Moyi is just jealous you look younger than her, but she doesn’t dare to offend grandma, so she’s a bit upset."
Indeed, Xu Moyi is still unreliable. She was warned thousands of times, even if she sliced her heart into thin pieces for a drink, she shouldn’t shed a tear.
Now look, she didn’t last a second. If I had known, I wouldn’t have brought her along.
Hair is just hair; it’ll grow back to its previous length in two or three years. Wanwan and Mr. Mu have plenty more Septembers.
From today on, every day will be filled with goodness.
Nan Wan blinked and reached out to pinch Xu Moyi’s cheek, deliberately making a hurt expression, "Ah... this fake sisterly affection."
Xu Moyi turned her red eyes away, not letting anyone see her uncontrollable tears.
Her voice was harsh yet choked, "Isn’t it? All this talk of family ties and friendships, everyone knew but me, like an idiot."
The day she returned from New Zealand to Qing City, she thought perhaps the plane had landed at the wrong place.
Why... even airport staff were gossiping that Mrs. Mu, Nan Wan, was jealous-hearted, couldn’t even tolerate a mentally unstable woman with depression, caused a death, and only got sentenced to nine months. Truly, tough to deal with.
Jealous-hearted? Death? Nine months?
What’s with people these days! Do they think because they have mouths they can spout nonsense unchecked?
That day, Xu Moyi even left her suitcase in the airport hall, hailed a taxi, and went to find Nan Ze.
That day, during those ten-odd minutes in the study, though it was the height of summer, she felt as if she had suddenly plunged into the depths of a harsh winter, without any transition.
Everyone knew except her. She was completely in the dark.
"You were busy getting married; such matters are so inauspicious," a breeze blew past, Nan Wan raised her hand to tuck her short hair behind her ear and stepped forward, smiling as she tidied the strands stuck to Xu Moyi’s face, "After all, my feelings for you are genuine sisterly love, unwilling to see you upset."
Xu Moyi haughtily turned her face aside, strongly suppressing her tears, her voice choked and husky, "Hmph! Only you know how to talk."
Not annoyed, not annoyed.
Anyway, she’ll have plenty of time to trouble the Nan family name; every day, from morning till night, and even when she’s old and toothless, she’ll still be around, dreaming of escaping from her.
Xu Shuyu’s eyes were cloudy and blurred, but her face lined with wrinkles carried a smile, pretending to scold as she patted a shoulder, "This child! You’ve got sand in your eyes, aren’t you going to clean it up? Go stand at the back!"
The ostracized Xu Moyi huffed in discontent but sheepishly turned her back to rub her sore eyes.
"Nannan, didn’t grandma tell you to eat well? Why are you so thin?"
Xu Shuyu pulled Nan Wan closer and looked her over, her brows furrowed in reproach, but her fingers trembled as she touched her granddaughter’s slender arms.
"Grandma," Nan Wan smiled wryly, holding the elderly woman’s cold hand and rubbing it, "This must be your illusion. I haven’t lost weight at all. If you don’t believe me, I’ll stand on the scale when we get home for you to check."
Losing weight is hard as climbing a mountain, but gaining it back isn’t easier?
She thought, Mr. Mu surely would feed her like a pig, and before long, the little bit of weight lost would all come back on her.
"Yes, yes, back home," Xu Shuyu remembered the main thing and led Nan Wan to a spot by the car shielded from the wind, "Come, Nannan, step over this fire basin."
The brazier burned sandalwood, with three qian of red beans and three qian of cinnabar inside.
It could chase away bad luck, drive out the damp gloom of these past nine months.