Chapter 322: She is Yan Sijue’s True Love (5)
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"Doctor! Call a doctor!" His heart shattered, he strode over, his hands trembling violently, not even daring to reach out to touch her. The pain was so intense that his eyes turned blood red!
Chen Yayan was in excruciating pain, even her groans were weak. But her mind was clear, and upon hearing Yan Sijue’s anguished cry resembling a trapped beast, her tears suddenly flowed!
So he wasn’t indifferent to her; he did care about her after all!
But in the next second, Housekeeper Li’s slightly awkward voice rang out: "Sir, she... is not Lady Mu..."
Yan Sijue froze for a moment, then abruptly turned Chen Yayan’s face toward him, his expression instantly transforming into wild joy!
He had only remembered Mu Yiliang wearing white, so upon entering and seeing Chen Yayan lying there, he had almost subconsciously assumed it was Mu Yiliang!
It turns out it wasn’t!
He covered his face in relief, letting out a few chuckles as if having narrowly escaped a disaster!
Thank goodness she’s okay...
Yan Sijue stood up and indeed saw Mu Yiliang some distance away, staring at him in a daze.
He suddenly felt a mix of laughter and tears, but mostly relief!
He stepped over Chen Yayan and walked swiftly to her, embracing her tightly!
"Don’t misunderstand, I thought it was you..." His voice still carried a slight tremor, "Thank goodness, you scared me to death!"
Mu Yiliang was speechless: "How could you mistake that?"
She had just turned around upon hearing Yan Sijue’s voice, only to see him looking heartbroken over Chen Yayan, nearly making her believe he had deep feelings for Chen Yayan!
Yan Sijue held her tightly, the smile on his face never fading: "Sorry, did I scare you?"
"Just a small scene." Mu Yiliang smiled slightly, cupping his face with her hands, "The Old Man slapped you really hard, did it hurt?"
"It didn’t hurt." Seeing the distressed expression on her face, Yan Sijue felt a surge of sweetness and comfort in his heart.
He gazed at her deeply, as if trying to engrave her current expression into the depths of his mind.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" After checking and confirming there were no noticeable marks on his cheeks, Mu Yiliang sighed in relief, only to look up and meet his affectionate gaze.
Her cheeks suddenly felt hot, and she pushed him away, saying, "Alright, alright, let’s finish this up and get going."
"Yiliang, are you embarrassed?" Yan Sijue curled his lips, his eyes full of deep feelings like an impenetrable net, leaving her nowhere to hide.
Mu Yiliang, both angry and embarrassed, pushed him away: "No, I’m not! I’m taking Xiaoze back!"
"Where to?" Yan Sijue raised an eyebrow, his gaze wary.
Qiao Yebai smiled and said, "Of course, back to her family home. President Yan, Yiliang hasn’t married you yet. Moving in together now isn’t good for a girl’s reputation."
Mu Yiliang twitched her mouth; she had married and divorced Yan Sijue, their son was already six, and yet reputation mattered? He truly could spout nonsense.
"Yiliang, what do you say?" Yan Sijue looked at her, his gentle gaze tinged with a bit of tension.
Mu Yiliang almost agreed, but she held back, seeking her son’s opinion: "Xiaoze, what do you think?"
Xiaoze chuckled: "You guys finally remembered me?"
Mu Yiliang, sensing something off in his tone, suddenly felt a bit guilty.
Qiao Yebai chimed in coolly: "Xiaoze, you’ve been painstakingly trying to matchmake the two of them, but did you ever consider that once these two get together, they might forget about you?"