"You're injured?" Ning Anmiao's eyes locked onto his forehead, her voice laced with concern.
Lu Yan's hand around her paused slightly. His voice was nonchalant. "Yeah, there was a little accident on my way back."
He had been rear - ended just before getting off the highway.
Thankfully, he had reacted quickly. He was just rammed forward for a short distance and then managed to escape from the car promptly, thus avoiding disaster.
However, the driver of the car that rear - ended him wasn't so lucky. The whole car, along with the driver, exploded. The driver was burned alive in the car, not even leaving a whole body.
Lu Yan called Assistant Song to handle the matter and then rushed back without delay, fearing that Ning Anmiao would worry.
Seeing him standing intact in front of her, Ning Anmiao breathed a slight sigh of relief. Then, suddenly, she thought of something. "Was it serious? Was it man - made or an accident?"
Lu Yan's eyes swept across her anxious face, his expression solemn. "Why do you ask that?"
His intuition told him that Ning Anmiao wouldn't say this for no reason. She must know something.
Ning Anmiao bit her lower lip, weighing her words in her mind before slowly saying, "I just came back from the hospital. I received a call from Jiang Xixi just now..."
She told Lu Yan everything that had happened in the hospital from start to finish. The more she talked, the tighter his eyebrows knitted, and the more unfathomable the look in his eyes became.
He had also suspected that it might be man - made, but the background of the person involved was clean. Coupled with the police's inspection results, it showed that the driver who hit him was driving under the influence.
Moreover, with the driver's death, he had no way to investigate the truth.
But hearing what Ning Anmiao said, he suddenly had a new conjecture.
Lu Yan squinted his eyes, his voice turning solemn. "If that's the case, then Jiang Xixi will be in great danger."
He could feel that Lin Chuluo was becoming more and more crazy and more and more bottom - less.
"If the baby Jiang Xixi is carrying isn't a boy, this child may hardly have a chance to be born into this world."
Lu Yan said calmly, "Old Master Lin is a male - chauvinist. To consolidate his position in the Lin family, he won't tolerate the birth of a daughter."
Hearing this, Ning Anmiao felt a chill in her heart.
The pale face and terrified eyes of Jiang Xixi flashed through her mind, and her heart sank.
"Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?" Lu Yan asked casually.
Ning Anmiao shook her head. After hesitating for a moment, she immediately picked up the phone on the table and called Jiang Xixi again.
It took a long time for the call to be answered, but the voice that came through wasn't Jiang Xixi's. It was Lin Chuluo's, and his tone was quite natural. "Hello, Miaomiao?"
Not expecting him to answer the call, Ning Anmiao sensed something was wrong, but she didn't show it immediately. Instead, she tried to keep her tone as flat as possible so as not to let others detect anything amiss. "It's me. Where's Xixi? Why isn't she answering the phone?"
Lin Chuluo said, "Xixi has gone to bed."
Ning Anmiao looked up at Lu Yan. His expression became even more solemn. After thinking for a while, she said with a smile, "It's really getting late. Xixi is pregnant. She should go to bed early."
Then, changing the subject, she asked in an amiable tone, "I wonder if Xixi is having a boy or a girl? I'd like to prepare a gift for the baby when it's born."
This question was subtly worded, directly getting the information she most wanted.
Lin Chuluo frowned slightly but didn't think much of it. He just replied, "It's a boy. Thank you for preparing the gift." After saying that, he seemed to think of something and said in a low voice, "Lu Yan should be home by now, right?"
Ning Anmiao paused. She had put the call on speaker. The moment Lin Chuluo's voice came through, she saw Lu Yan's face turn visibly gloomy.
Obviously, this car accident was by no means an accident.
Just like the worker who had an accident on the production line last time, it was all Lin Chuluo's doing.
He not only did it without leaving a trace but also blatantly told them, not for any other purpose but just to show off.
...
After hanging up the phone, Lu Yan rubbed his temples irritably. His thin lips curled into a sneer, and his voice was full of mockery. "A despicable person."
Ning Anmiao sat down beside him, still holding the phone.
Since Jiang Xixi was having a boy, she should be relatively safe recently. Ning Anmiao relaxed and then looked at Lu Yan's forehead.
Before coming back, Lu Yan had simply treated the wound at the door, but new blood had flowed out and dried at the corner of his forehead.
It looked a bit scary.
She took out the first - aid kit she had prepared before from under the coffee table, took out the gauze and disinfectant alcohol for first - aid, and waved at him. "Sit a bit closer."
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows. Seeing her serious look, he shifted his body slightly in her direction and sat in front of her obediently like a primary - school student.
Her movements were very gentle. When the cotton ball soaked in alcohol touched his forehead, it felt cool and brought a slight tingling sensation, a bit numb.
"Does it hurt?" Ning Anmiao's movements were gentle, and her voice also softened.
It was like she was coaxing a baby.
This kind of pain meant nothing to Lu Yan, but looking at the little face full of concern so close to him, he pursed his lips and his voice also lowered.
"A bit."
Rarely seeing Lu Yan show weakness, Ning Anmiao felt even more heart - ache. She lightened her movements even more. "Bear with it a little. It'll be over soon."
Lu Yan gave a soft grunt. His eyes moved from her face to her collar.
After receiving the call, she had dressed in a hurry and just put on a random piece of clothing and wrapped a coat over it. Now that she was home and had taken off the coat, she was only wearing a thin knitted sweater.
The knitted sweater was white, and through the gaps in the knitting, a hint of red could be faintly seen.
Lu Yan lowered his eyes, and his hands slowly slid to her waist. He wrapped his arms around her.
"Don't move around." Ning Anmiao was concentrating on treating his wound. Seeing his restlessness, she immediately stopped him seriously. "If you move around again, I'm going to apply more pressure!"
This sentence sounded okay on its own, but to Lu Yan, who had some improper thoughts at the moment, it carried a special meaning.
He had been busy with work these days and had been on a business trip for so long. It wasn't that he was just missing her; he was almost going crazy thinking about her.
Now that they were so close, he couldn't suppress his thoughts any longer.
"What are you wearing?" His Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was deep. "Why is it red inside?"
Startled by his question, Ning Anmiao's serious expression immediately turned crimson, and her earlobes also turned an unnatural pink. "... Why do you ask that?"
Although she didn't answer directly, her physical reaction gave Lu Yan the best answer.
Lu Yan said, "Are you wearing the gift I gave you?"