novelraw Chapter 522 - 241. Nan Wan looked at the man and smiled,
Chapter 522 - 241. Nan Wan looked at the man and smiled,
Kuli Liu An stood to the side, still holding a matchbox, patting his chest and assuring, "Madam, don’t worry, there won’t be any clothes catching fire."Probably because it was the first time seeing such a scene, Nan Wan was a bit dazed, standing still.
Zhi Mei smiled and nudged the stunned Nan Wan, "What are you standing there for? Everyone at home is waiting for you to have breakfast."
Her sudden action brought Nan Wan back to her senses. She looked up at the expectantly affectionate old lady, at Xu Moyi with reddened eyes, and at Shen Zhimei who was smiling warmly.
After a moment, Nan Wan curved her lips into a smile and stepped over the fire basin that could dispel gloominess, leaving all fear and blood behind her.
Xu Moyi couldn’t help but hug her, deliberately using a stiff tone to disguise his emotions, "Sis, I have to rush to work, so I won’t be able to walk you home. If you don’t answer my calls this weekend, I really won’t talk to you."
In front of the dearest people, she was still that little girl who couldn’t grow up.
Nan Wan, slightly breathless from the hug, amusingly lifted her hand to push her away, "Got it, you’re such a nag."
After watching Xu Moyi take a taxi and leave, Shen Zhimei helped the old lady to a nearby car, and Nan Wan asked, "Aren’t we going together?"
Mr. Mu indeed keeps his promises. Coming to such a place once is enough.
Wonder what he is doing right now...
After closing the car door, Shen Zhimei scanned the slender Nan Wan up and down, then waved her hand, "I’m taking Grandma to the hospital for a check-up. With your frail build, don’t come along, or else you might be mistaken for a scammer; that would be embarrassing."
Nan Wan, "..."
Liu An took the cardboard box from the prison guard. He knew it contained the letters President Mu wrote to Madam. Every morning, he went to North Shore Villa to get the envelopes to hand them to the familiar prison guard, who then passed them to Madame.
From today on, he wouldn’t have to run this long route anymore and could have a lazy sleep-in.
Wonderful.
After placing the box in the car trunk, Liu An quickly returned to the driver’s seat and asked with a smile, "Madam, can we drive now?"
The car was filled with fresh lilies, as if immersed in a sea of flowers, the fragrant air relaxing and delightful.
Nan Wan held a lily in her hand and toyed with it, her eyes gentle and beautiful, asked lightly, "If you don’t drive, are you planning to stay here for the New Year?"
Liu An, "..."
Confirmed, this was really Mrs. Mu, and he could confidently drive the car back to North Shore Villa.
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About fifty meters away from home, Liu An claimed the car had run out of fuel and couldn’t move, so he politely asked Nan Wan to get out and walk home herself.
Outside the gate, a small figure was gripping the fence for support, squatting on the ground watching ants, looking adorable with serious curiosity.
Nan Wan approached and squatted beside him, her gaze full of affection, fixed on his little face.
Seemingly aware of someone next to him, Mr. Jiu Jiu looked up at her, and the two, one big and one small, stared at each other for a long time, then Jiu Jiu pointed at Nan Wan with his index finger, "...Mommy."
His childish, sweet voice, soft and endearing.
After a few seconds of bewilderment, tender waves of a smile rippled across Nan Wan’s delicately beautiful face. Likewise, she extended her index finger and touched it to Jiu Jiu’s.
Just like in cartoons, conveying messages through the meeting of fingertips.
"Who are you? Why are you calling every young and pretty girl ’Mommy’?"
She couldn’t help but smile, her voice naturally softened, and she couldn’t help but reach out to hug Mr. Jiu Jiu who had grown so much taller.
Children change every day. In less than a year, her darling could articulate ’Mommy’ clearly, and had learned to walk without needing support, standing firm on his own.
However, this habit of calling everyone ’Mommy’ isn’t very good.
Feeling ’criticized’, Jiu Jiu stood up; his little legs were strong. Despite the uneven ground, he could alternate his legs, bouncing without falling.
"...Mommy, mommy."
Oh, using ’bouncing’ might ruin Mr. Jiu Jiu’s aloof style.
Let’s put it this way, normally reserved and hard to amuse, Jiu Jiu was now enthusiastically repeating the word ’Mommy’, with a few degrees of excitement.
It seemed, because the ’Mommy’ he had only seen in phones and frames, was now alive in front of him, surprising and exciting.
Just as Nan Wan wanted to open her mouth to tease Jiu Jiu further, before she could speak, a low, mellow voice sounded in her ear.
"Mrs. Mu, you are a married woman and no longer a young girl. Do I need to remind you in another way?"