Upon hearing this, Li Mufang frowned, "Mom, what are you talking about? If it hadn’t been for Xiaobai, who knows what would have happened to Weihuan by now!"
Hearing this, Qi Qun realized she had been too harsh, and stopped pressing the matter. She instructed Li Mufang to drive faster!
At this point, their car had reached the hospital entrance. Qi Qun was feeling flustered and distracted, so she turned to gaze out the car window.
Many French sycamore trees were planted near the city hospital, all of them years old. Their trunks were thick, but their branches were sparse, trimmed straight and simple, offering a decent view.
Not far away, a girl dressed in a nurse’s uniform and a baseball cap was strolling leisurely.
The outfit was too unusual – Who wears a baseball cap with a nurse uniform?
Out of curiosity, Qi Qun couldn’t help but take a closer look. The girl had her head down, as if lost in thought. When she stopped in front of a bus stop to check the bus schedule, Qi Qun saw her profile and was taken aback. Overwhelmed with an unexpected feeling of familiarity, she reached out to grab Li Mufang’s sleeve.
Surprised by her sudden action, Li Mufang’s heart lurched, "Mom, what are you doing? I’m driving!"
As the car sped past the scene, Qi Qun turned her head to witness the girl in the nurse uniform boarding a bus. Even from a distance, this girl’s profile looked incredibly familiar!
Li Mufang was startled, "Mom, what are you saying?"
Qi Qun felt confused too, ’What was she saying? How could that be Jiajia? Impossible, this can’t be true!’
Qi Qun shook her head, "Nothing... keep driving."
Li Mufang pursed her lips, but didn’t think too much of it. In less than a minute, the car stopped at the entrance of the city hospital.
When Qi Qun and Li Mufang arrived, Li Weihuan was having his meal. Li Muyun and Tu Yanming were on one side, occasionally exchanging a few words. The atmosphere in the ward seemed harmonious.
Seeing Qi Qun arrive, Tu Yanming was the most enthusiastic. He enthusiastically greeted her with "Auntie this, Auntie that", making Qi Qun quite pleased. From the moment she entered the room, she had been smiling.
Both Li Mufang and Li Muyun breathed a sigh of relief. They headed to the restroom together, leaving Qi Qun entirely to Tu Yanming.
In the restroom, Li Mufang said, "Actually, Tu Yanming is a decent person. He’s been devoted to you all these years. Why won’t you consider being with him?"
At this, Li Muyun laughed, "Sister, what about you? You’re two years older than me, and have been single all these years. How can I find happiness when you still haven’t..."
"Hey, you make it sound like your happiness relies on me. Muyun, let me warn you, sometimes happiness is right at your fingertips. It’s so close that you may not realize its value. Once it’s gone, it would be too late for you to regret it!"
Li Muyun didn’t take her sister’s advice seriously. "Regret what? What is there to regret? If he walks away, there will be one less person to bother me. Besides, I’m only twenty-seven, I don’t want to get married..."
Hesitating for a moment, she added with a touch of melancholy, "Actually... I had a pact with my second aunt when we were young. We were both supposed to get married when we grew up."
When Li Mufang heard this, her heart ached. She pursed her lips and said nothing.
On the way back, Li Mufang suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, something happened on the way here when I was with mom!"
Li Mufang frowned, shook her head and said, "Nothing major, but when we were almost here, mom suddenly grabbed my arm and said ’Jiajia’s’ name!"
"Jiajia? Why would she suddenly mention her? It’s been ten years since Jiajia left our family!"
"I don’t know, I also found it strange. I wonder why mom suddenly brought her up... Now that we’re on this topic, I have no idea how Jiajia’s doing after she left. I haven’t seen her for ten years; I kind of miss her!"
"She should be around 24 this year. If she has returned to our small hometown, she might be married by now."
"When we get the chance, let’s go see her."
"Sure..." Li Mufang nodded.
The topic had made them both uncomfortable, so they silently agreed to stop discussing it.
They returned to the ward in silence.
Nanxi returned to Yang Su’s small apartment the next morning. Lu Yinchu personally sent her home before going to work.
Last night, Nanxi received a call from Yang Su, saying that she had received the package that Li Weihuan had sent. She didn’t know what was inside it; it was wrapped so tightly that it only added an element of mystery.
Nanxi didn’t ask her to reveal the contents. She just told Yang Su to leave the package in her room. Other than that, she didn’t talk much.
Yang su felt it wasn’t appropriate to mention Li Weihuan at this stage, especially as Nanxi and Lu Yinchu had only recently started their romantic relationship. She didn’t want to spoil the atmosphere by mentioning Li Weihuan.
Yang Su and Lan Qi didn’t know about the car accident involving Li WeiHuan and Bai Yuchuan. Zhang Mu and Yan Chenqing only found out the following afternoon.
The fact was kept a secret mainly to keep Nanxi in the dark.
One should not entangle with someone who has been separated. Yet, that does not mean one could not.
When they arrived at the apartment, Nanxi got off the car while Lu Yinchu put out his cigarette in his hand. Nanxi furrowed her brows; the entire drive, he had remained silent and kept smoking, leading her to refrain from initiating a conversation.
The atmosphere was cold!
She guessed that it was due to the package! Hmph, he was so petty!
Lu Yinchu stretched out to embrace her, "I’ll come pick you up after work."
Nanxi blinked, aware of the man’s instant cold reaction, she coughed, recognising that she had said something wrong. Trying to remedy the situation, she quickly added, "Uh, I plan to visit my uncle this afternoon, so I’ll take a cab back. You don’t have to pick me up..."
Hearing her say this, his face softened slightly, "That works too!"
"Okay. Well... I have to go in now!"
Nanxi felt uncomfortable, or more specifically, embarrassed being held in his arms!
However, the man didn’t let go of her. Instead, he held her tighter, "Nanxi, your husband has to go to work. Aren’t you going to say something?"
Nanxi froze. Say something? Say what?
The name "Jiajia" belongs to a Mohhime from Xiaowu’s reader group: Mysterious Face of Beauty and Ugliness! Mxah Mxah, just borrowing the name to use here! (Reader group ID: 257059396)╭(╯3╰)╮