What's going on?
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Now free, Lu Muchi drove incredibly fast, excitedly asking Yan Heqing in the passenger seat, "What did you say to my grandfather? He actually agreed not to lock me up anymore!"
From as far back as he can remember, apart from his uncle, no one had ever been able to persuade Lu Changcheng.
His Heqing outstanding!
his?
Lu Muchi's heart suddenly pounded, and his eyes filled with tenderness. He reached out a hand to hold Yan Heqing's hand, "He..."
Yan Heqing caught a glimpse of her and asked casually, "Where is Teacher Xu?"
A sharp screech of brakes nearly sent the limited-edition sports car plunging onto the median strip, but thankfully it hadn't left the road where the Lu Family lived, and there was no one around. His romantic thoughts vanished, and Lu Muchi gripped the steering wheel, trying to play dumb. "I've been locked up for a while and don't know her situation. What, she's not home?"
Yan Heqing stared straight ahead, not even glancing at Lu Muchi. "Do you even believe your own words?"
The car fell silent.
After only a few seconds, Yan Heqing unbuckled his seatbelt.
Lu Muchi gritted his teeth. Just as Yan Heqing's hand touched the car door, he spoke up, "What do you want with her?"
Yan Heqing said calmly, " Teacher Xu disappeared after that day. I suspect you've hidden her away."
Mentioning that day, Lu Muchi felt guilty. He wanted to erase that outrageous act from his mind. He coughed a few times, turned to look out the window, and mumbled quickly, "I'm sorry."
Yan Heqing showed no reaction.
Lu Muchi had no choice. Resigned, he turned his head and said, "I know I'm a bastard, I'm despicable, I'm trash. I misunderstood you. Tell me how you want me to make it up to you. I'll pluck the moon from the sky for you."
Yan Heqing spoke up, "I want to see Teacher Xu."
"..."
Lu Muchi stared at Yan Heqing, Yan Heqing was still in the position of getting out of the car, so he couldn't see Yan Heqing wouldn't tolerate him, Lu Muchi sighed, "I can't do anything with you."
Just as she was about to help Yan Heqing fasten his seatbelt again, she remembered that Yan Heqing and Lin Fengzhi, as well as all his previous lovers, were completely different.
Lu Muchi straight and restarted the car. "Fasten your seatbelts. It'll take two hours to get there."
Yan Heqing loosened the handlebars and fastened his seatbelt again.
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The original text describes this hillside villa as a secluded castle.
Deep in the majestic mountains, the lights shine brightly.
Lu Muchi finally arrived, and the butler led dozens of servants to line up at the door to greet him.
Lu Muchi got out of the car first. The butler smiled and was about to greet him, but Lu Muchi went around to the passenger side first. Before he arrived, Yan Heqing got out of the car by himself.
The butler and servants were secretly surprised; who was this man?
Lu Muchi very territorial; besides a few of his friends, he only brought Lin Fengzhi back with him.
The courtyard was dimly lit. As Yan Heqing walked to the door, his face gradually became clear. The butler suddenly realized why he had brought him back; this person looked somewhat like Lin Fengzhi.
The butler, having served Lu Muchi for several years, knew best his obsession with Lin Fengzhi. Lu Muchi had previously dated other women who resembled Lin Fengzhi; some had similar mouth shapes, some had similar temperaments, and this one... well, the eyes were similar.
"How is she?" Lu Muchi asked, glancing at Yan Heqing out of the corner of his eye.
Xu Qiaoyin was forcibly brought to the villa by him, and he even forced Xu Qiaoyin to resign. Given Yan Heqing's personality, he was worried that he would get angry.
The butler, of course, knew "she" was Xu Qiaoyin. He looked troubled. "A few days ago, Madam... she tried to jump off a building..."
Lu Muchi's expression changed drastically, and he rushed into the villa.
Yan Heqing followed behind, walking slowly and observing the surveillance location with an expressionless face.
Xu Qiaoyin was locked on the second floor.
The curtains were drawn, and the room was completely dark. She lay quietly on her side on the bed, motionless, watched over by two maids day and night.
He turned on the light. Xu Qiaoyin lay motionless on her side on the bed, only the back of her head visible. Lu Muchi his teeth, "You're so unwilling to live with me?"
Xu Qiaoyin did not respond.
At that moment, a calm voice rang out, "This isn't stopping, it's imprisonment."
Xu Qiaoyin suddenly moved. She propped herself up and turned around. Her face was extremely pale and sickly. Her eyesight seemed to be failing. She stared at the door, her lips moving, but she dared not speak, for fear that she was hallucinating.
Lu Muchi clenched his fists.
He didn't want to imprison Xu Qiaoyin; he was afraid Xu Qiaoyin would run away again, and he was even more worried that her grandfather would find out.
But she couldn't bring herself to get angry at Yan Heqing. "If you don't understand, don't criticize me."
Yan Heqing didn't argue with him. "Go cook a bowl of porridge, just white rice with a little sugar, nothing else."
Lu Muchi taken aback, "Me?"
Yan Heqing finally looked at him, "Yes, you."
Lu Muchi a life of luxury, being fed and cared for by servants since childhood... A sudden realization struck him: Yan Heqing was helping him! She was resolving his past grievances with Xu Qiaoyin.
This bowl of sweet porridge marks the beginning of reconciliation.
Lu Muchi immediately turned around, "I'll go right now!"
Xu Qiaoyin finally realized she wasn't hallucinating, and tears streamed down her face. " Xiao Yan, is that you?"
The two maids secretly sized up Yan Heqing, but Yan Heqing remained expressionless. He slowly walked to the bedside and squatted down.
Having not seen him for nearly two months, Xu Qiaoyin had lost weight. She anxiously grasped Yan Heqing's hand, gently cupping it in her own. " Xiao Yan, are you alright? Lu Mu... did he hurt you?"
"No, I'm fine," Yan Heqing replied softly, taking her hand and placing it back under the covers.
Xu Qiaoyin finally managed a smile, her lips pale, "That's good--"
Suddenly, she stopped.
Yan Heqing wrote in her palm, "[Do you want to leave? Leave forever.]"
This is a skill that all staff members at the welfare home possess.
Some children who don't like to talk or can't talk can't always carry paper and pen with them, so they usually communicate by writing in their palms.
At the same time, Yan Heqing's voice was clear and bright, and he spoke as if chatting casually, "The children miss you very much. They drew a portrait of you, and I'll bring it to you next time. It's very beautiful."