Chapter – 49
Don’t Blame Me for Making Things Awkward
Lu Li stood up. Mu Wanwan watched as he slowly approached her. She glanced sideways—and her mother was already gone.
The corner of her mouth twitched. Why did she suddenly feel like her mom had overthought everything?
“Why are you standing so close to me?” Mu Wanwan took a step back and reached out to push his shoulder. There was noticeably less distance in her eyes than before.
Her subtle change naturally didn’t escape Lu Li’s sharp gaze. He curled his lips into a faint smile, his tall figure leaning slightly forward.
Just as Mu Wanwan was about to push him away, the man’s low voice sounded by her ear.
“I told your mom that you stayed over at my place last night.”
“……”
Mu Wanwan’s pupils widened, her face full of shock.
Lu Li put his hands into his pockets, straightened up, and leisurely admired the girl’s bristling reaction.
Suddenly, a fair, slender hand swung toward him.
The punch cut through the air fiercely—it was clear she was truly furious.
“Who said I was speeding? Qiao Le, stop turning things around!” Lu Ziqing was so angry her face flushed red.
“When are we leaving?”
……
Lu Li said nothing and pushed open the door to his office.
Showing off affection all day long—were people supposed to live anymore?
“Almost ready,” he said.
“How did you guys drive? You smashed my car into this state?”
Huo Zheng followed in and sat down on the sofa unceremoniously.
“Oh right, there’s something I think you should know.”
“Mu Wanwan, Qiao Le—why is it you two again?”
Qiao Le reacted quickly and turned the steering wheel sharply, but she was still a step too slow.
Mu Wanwan snorted, lifted her knee, and stomped down hard.
“Well now, who dares step on your holy foot? Tell me about it.”
Huo Zheng leaned over, mischief sparkling in his eyes.
Playing the victim—doesn’t she know who she’s dealing with?
“Lu Li, what’s going on with your shoe?”
After the meeting, Huo Zheng stood up and immediately noticed the dirty footprint on Lu Li’s white sneaker.
Lu Li smiled slightly, reached out, and easily pulled her into his arms.
“Bang—”
“Lele, be careful!”
Lu Ziqing slammed the car door and stormed over. Seeing the wrecked front of the car only made her tone sharper.
Lu Li glanced at it calmly. “Someone stepped on it.”
“How about hot pot?” Mu Wanwan suggested.
Lu Li’s fingers tightened, his deep eyes darkening. Last night’s conversation in the living room echoed faintly in his ears.
As her words fell, the temperature around them seemed to drop.
“Tomorrow morning.”
Zheng Hao smiled.
“That’s right. This time it’s the opening ceremony of a resort jointly developed by Fu Group and An Group, the real estate giants of Z City. Many social elites will attend. Our M·E Magazine is also invited. This is a great chance for us to break sales records again. There are quite a few people going, and I can’t manage alone, so I’ll have to trouble you to go on this business trip with me.”
So sweet it made his teeth ache.
“Wanwan, what are we eating later?”
Qiao Le asked while driving. She’d been so busy today she hadn’t even had lunch—she was starving.
Just as the two got out of the car, an angry female voice came from across the street.
“Four years ago, did my mom come looking for you?”
“It’s nothing, I just bumped my arm—a small thing.”
Qiao Le rubbed her arm, but when she saw the red mark on Mu Wanwan’s forehead, her expression tightened.
“That nurse was bribed by your mother. To avoid raising your suspicions, your mother had her leave S City and transfer to A City. I only found her whereabouts a few days ago,” Huo Zheng said.
Lu Li’s expression changed slightly. A trace of helplessness flashed deep in his eyes. He loosened his grip, and Mu Wanwan seized the chance to slip away, running back to her room in a panic.
“To the resort?”
Mu Wanwan’s surprised voice rang out in the office.
Zheng Hao replied, “And Lin Yun, Yin Bing as well.”
……
A choking smell spread through the air. Mu Wanwan covered her nose and coughed.
“Cough… Lele, are you okay?”
She glanced nervously toward the kitchen, afraid Jiang Yu might come out. She shot Lu Li a fierce glare.
“Let go of me—my mom’s coming out!”
“What, really angry?”
Lu Li lowered his head and freed one hand to gently pinch her cheek, the smile in his eyes growing deeper.
“And it looks like someone stepped on it.”
Back then, Lu Li’s mother had never shown any dislike toward Mu Wanwan, so neither Lu Li nor Huo Zheng had suspected her departure had anything to do with his mother.
As they say, a woman’s heart is as deep as the sea.
Mu Wanwan’s fierce glare held no threat to Lu Li—instead, it looked like an angry Persian cat with its fur all puffed up.
Watching Lu Li walk away, Huo Zheng hurried after him and bumped his shoulder.
“You two made up?”
For someone like Qiao Le, who loved spicy food, the suggestion was perfect.
“OK.”
Mu Wanwan touched her forehead—it stung slightly.
“Just a small injury. Let’s get out of the car first.”
Lu Li pushed Huo Zheng’s face away in disgust.
“My woman.”
Huo Zheng was speechless.
“Not reconciled yet?” he said. “Your speed is way too slow.”
“Heh.”
“Not satisfied.”
When the conversation turned serious, Huo Zheng’s expression hardened.
“The day before Mu Wanwan left four years ago, she went to the hospital where your father was staying. A nurse saw your mother leave with Mu Wanwan. More than half an hour later, your mother returned alone.”
Lu Li shifted slightly, easily dodging her punch. His hand lifted and accurately wrapped around her fist.
Qiao Le shot back coldly,
“Lu Ziqing, get your facts straight. This is a blind corner—don’t you know to honk? And your speed was clearly too fast. I haven’t even settled accounts with you yet, and you’re yelling first?”
Four clean, sharp words—Huo Zheng felt a wave of PDA hit him square in the face.
From the corner of her eye, Mu Wanwan noticed a car approaching the bend. Panic flashed across her face.
Lu Li’s eyes turned icy.
“Go on.”
“Just the two of us?” Mu Wanwan asked.
This time, Lu Li was really going to have a headache.
“Alright, I’m done teasing you.”
He smiled.
“I told your mom that your slippers were accidentally carried off by Cai Bao. How’s that—satisfied?”
Mu Wanwan, you fool!
Huo Zheng finished speaking and quietly looked at Lu Li.
One was his mother. The other was the woman he loved deeply.
“Wanwan, you hit your head—it’s bleeding!”
“No.”
“Lu Li, you barbarian—let go of me! Let go—”
Mu Wanwan’s face flushed with anger. Against his strength, she was no match.
Why is she everywhere?
Lu Li raised his eyes. “Hm?”
Qiao Le snorted.
“I’m too lazy to argue with you. Wanwan, I’ll take you to the hospital to treat the wound.”
She grabbed Mu Wanwan and was about to leave.
But since the matter wasn’t resolved, Lu Ziqing naturally wouldn’t let them go.
“It’s just a tiny scrape on your forehead—what are you pretending to be weak for? Do you think you’re Lin Daiyu? If this doesn’t get settled today, none of you are leaving.”
Mu Wanwan frowned.
“Lu Ziqing, don’t push it. Most of the responsibility for this lies with you, and you know it. If you insist on making a big scene out of this, then don’t blame me for making things awkward for you.”
