...
In the end, Mother Lu left in a daze.
Ning Anmiao had been standing by all the time, listening to Lu Yan defending her from start to finish. There was a strange feeling welling up in her heart.
Especially when he brought up Mother Lu's unspeakable past, her heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, a few fragments of memories flashed through her mind...
"Are you thirsty? I'll go get you a glass of water." Lu Yan closed his eyes briefly to steady his emotions, and his expression returned to its usual calm.
"Lu Yan, wait a minute." Seeing Lu Yan about to leave, Ning Anmiao suddenly called out to him in a hurry.
"Hmm?" Lu Yan turned around. Just as he was about to look at her, her small hands wrapped around his waist, giving him a soft and fragrant hug.
Caught off guard by her sudden initiative, Lu Yan's body instantly stiffened.
The emotions that had just calmed down now had a hint of nervousness: "What's wrong? Are you still sad?"
Ning Anmiao buried her face in his chest and shook her head slightly. Her voice was soft and a bit muffled: "Thank you for standing up for me just now."
Lu Yan looked down at the little head rubbing against his chest. His tone softened: "Is that all?"
His intuition told him that Ning Anmiao wanted to say more than that.
Sure enough, caught out by him, Ning Anmiao's earlobes turned hot, and the words she wanted to say got stuck in her throat.
"...Actually, I want to tell you that I love you too." Her voice got softer and softer, almost inaudible.
Fortunately, Lu Yan had sharp ears and heard every word. His previously dull and irritable mood eased a little.
"What did you say? I didn't hear you."
Ning Anmiao bit her lip and tightened her arms around his waist: "I said, I love you too."
"So you don't have to hold on so tightly, and don't keep recalling those bad memories. No matter what kind of person you are, in my heart, you're the best."
It was obvious that she was trying to comfort him.
The conversation between him and Mother Lu just now might seem like he was humiliating and mocking his mother on the surface, but at the same time, wasn't he also accusing his own life?
Accusing the life that he had no choice but to be pushed into the position of the heir of the Lu family.
Everyone envied Lu Yan for inheriting the huge fortune of the entire Lu family at such a young age and taking his rightful place as the head of the Lu family.
It seemed that no one cared whether he actually wanted it or not.
It was as if everyone could only see his glorious title, while the ignored label of "illegitimate child" still ached in the night.
Reminding him of his supposed worthlessness.
Lu Yan could always remain calm in any situation, but just a few words from Miaomiao made him surrender in an instant.
His Miaomiao was gentle, kind, innocent, and pure. She had the ability to purify people's hearts. Every moment spent with her was indescribably peaceful.
Lu Yan felt this way at that moment.
He raised his arms and hugged her tightly. His expression remained unchanged as he looked down at her quietly.
After a long while, he finally spoke slowly, in an extremely firm tone.
"You've remembered everything."
Ning Anmiao's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect to be found out so quickly.
Actually, in the past few days, while getting along with Lu Yan, she had been having some fragmented memories returning to her mind.
It wasn't until today, when she saw Lu Yan saying those words to Mother Lu with a calm face, words that were like knives stabbing at his heart, that she suddenly remembered everything.
She remembered everything that had happened when they swapped bodies.
Of course, it also included Lu Yan's emotional expression disorder and all the things they had said to each other...
She had thought she could still hide it for a while.
But this man was extremely sensitive to her changes. He had already gotten the answer from her few words.
"No, I haven't remembered." Ning Anmiao instinctively wanted to deny it, but her clumsy acting skills were no match for Lu Yan.
Lu Yan smiled faintly and wasn't in a hurry to expose her: "Okay, take your time. There's no rush."
"It doesn't matter if you can't remember."
Anyway, she had already remembered.
The warm atmosphere was starting to fade. Ning Anmiao felt that she and Lu Yan were getting a bit too close, so she couldn't help but move: "Let go of me."
Lu Yan clearly had no such intention. Holding her waist with both hands, his tone was half - teasing and half - serious: "Does your back still hurt?"
Ning Anmiao didn't know what he meant by this. Subconsciously thinking that he was concerned about her, she answered without thinking: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Getting the answer he wanted, Lu Yan pursed his lips, squinted at her for a while, his eyes bold and passionate.
After being stared at by him for just a few seconds, Ning Anmiao started to feel nervous.
"Um, I need to go to the bathroom..."
The man grabbed her back, crouched down slightly, and placed his arms under her knees, effortlessly picking her up.
"Since it doesn't hurt anymore, let's try a different position today."
His tone was domineering, leaving no room for negotiation. It was more like a notice.
Ning Anmiao wanted to resist, but her eyes met his deep, unfathomable pupils.
For the first time, there was a hint of helplessness in those always - calm eyes.
Her breathing completely went out of control. Her body went limp in his arms as she let him do as he pleased.
In the room, amidst the amorous atmosphere, the man's deep and sexy voice kept asking, eager to hear the answer again and again.
"Miaomiao, say you love me again."
"...I love you."
"Say it again." His Adam's apple rolled. His voice was hoarse, and his eyes couldn't hide his desire as he kissed her forehead again and again.
Ning Anmiao half - closed her eyes, with a few tears seeping from the corners. Her voice was intermittent, interrupted from time to time by the regular rhythm: "...I love you, Lu Yan."
Such an answer was like music to his ears.
...
A week later, Yin Yiyan finally returned from abroad. Beaming with joy, she held several contracts in her hand and immediately called Ning Anmiao to share the good news.
When making the call, she hesitated.
Although it was quite late now, Miaomiao should still be awake, right?
But when the call was answered, it was a man's voice, clearly impatient and irritated: "What do you want?"
Yin Yiyan was as shrewd as a fox. She sensed something was off and realized that her call was definitely ill - timed. She quickly changed her words: "It's okay, Mr. Lu. You two carry on."
"Okay, bye."
Ning Anmiao was lying in bed, watching Lu Yan put down the phone expressionlessly. She covered her face, feeling too embarrassed to show her face.
"Lu Yan! Aren't you ashamed!"