"Jiajia, pinch Mom, is Mom dreaming?"
An Sijia also felt like she was dreaming; she had thought that man was a pauper. How could he pull out twenty million just like that? What was it about An Ran that made even the heavens favor her so much?
"Mom, how could you really sign that agreement?" An Sijia’s eyes were red with jealousy. Why wasn’t she the adopted child? Why didn’t anyone pay twenty million to buy her? Especially such a handsome man.
Sun Xuehui was amused by An Sijia’s words and lightly tapped her head. "Silly girl, twenty million! Why wouldn’t I sign? Do you think if An Ran had really accompanied President Liu last night, she would still have anything to do with the An Family? An Ran leaving the An Family is only a matter of time. Now that such a great opportunity has fallen from the sky, why shouldn’t I take it?"
She certainly knew twenty million was a lot, but if An Ran truly left the An Family, she couldn’t bear to watch her be destroyed nor personally hand her over to those old men. She just couldn’t let An Ran off that easily. "But how are we going to explain this to Dad?"
"Don’t worry about your Dad, I’ll handle him." Sun Xuehui said as she lowered her head to check her phone. Sure enough, the message for the one million deposit had already arrived.
Mu Xingfeng returned to the hospital and saw Chen Yankun standing at the entrance of the ward from a distance. When Chen Yankun spotted him, he pointed inside with his chin. Inside, the little girl had already awakened. She was sitting on the hospital bed, hugging her knees and gazing out the window. Her long black hair spilled over her shoulders, making her appear even more delicate, and that forlorn figure evoked a sense of pity.
Mu Xingfeng walked over and gently touched her long hair.
An Ran turned her head, her eyes calm without a trace of ripple.
"Instructor Mu," she softly called out.
She could vaguely remember the events of last night. In her most helpless moment, it was again Mu Xingfeng who saved her.
What had she done to deserve this? She simply saved him when he was injured, yet he rescued her multiple times from dire situations. This grace, she feared she would never be able to repay in her lifetime.
Thinking of the actions of Sun Xuehui and her daughter, An Ran felt more than just heartache.
The An Family had done her a favor, and she had vowed to repay them for their kindness once she had the ability. Couldn’t they wait a little longer? Did they have to seek repayment in such a manner?
This time, Mu Xingfeng saved her, but what about next time? Given Sun Xuehui’s nature, once she set her mind on something, she would never easily let her go.
She didn’t know how to face the members of the An Family in the future. Should she turn against them and leave the An Family? Would that make her an ungrateful person? Or should she act as if nothing had happened and maintain this relationship? Who would come to her rescue next time?
Mu Xingfeng saw the calmness in her eyes and felt an indescribable pain in his heart. Any other girl who went through such an event last night might have broken down.
Yet she didn’t cry or scream; underneath her calm exterior, her heart must be enduring immense struggle and pain.
Mu Xingfeng’s hand moved from her hair to her forehead, checking her temperature. "Is there anywhere else that feels uncomfortable?"
An Ran shook her head. "No, I’m fine. Thank you, Instructor Mu."
This gratitude was something she had always wanted to express but now felt it was far too light, so light that it almost felt inappropriate to say.
"Silly girl, if you’re going to thank me, do it all at once." Saying that, Mu Xingfeng handed a document to An Ran.