"Okay, I agree."
Ning Anmiao tightly shut her eyes. Hearing this unexpected response, she opened her eyes in surprise.
He agreed?
Lu Yan slightly lifted his chin. Seeing the disbelief on the woman's face in front of him, he slightly twitched the corner of his lips. "You thought I'd reject you?"
Ning Anmiao nodded vigorously.
She wasn't completely oblivious to the possibility that Lu Yan might agree, but it was extremely slim.
After all, he was Lu Yan.
"I can agree to you, but there's a condition." His eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the cautious woman in front of him.
Oh no, to be precise, it should be a man.
Hearing this, Ning Anmiao silently rolled her eyes in her heart.
Just a second ago, she was touched that Lu Yan still remembered their past marital bond and was willing to give her a hand. But the next second, his capitalist nature was exposed.
Sure enough, capitalists don't talk about affection. They only talk about interests with her.
Fine, she accepted it.
Ning Anmiao gritted her teeth and still managed to squeeze out an obsequious smile. "I'm all ears, Mr. Lu."
Lu Yan took in all the little expressions on her face, and a smile glinted in his eyes.
It was as if he could see through this body and catch a glimpse of the emotionally rich Ning Anmiao.
It seemed like he hadn't seen Ning Anmiao show such a vivid expression for a long time.
Ever since he brought her home, she had been as obedient as a little kitten, never showing her claws to him.
As time went by, he almost forgot that even a little kitten could have moody moments.
"Stay away from Jiang Qiwei."
He nodded slightly, composed his emotions, and said calmly, "Before we switch back to our own bodies, I don't want you to get too close to other members of the opposite sex while in my body."
"I'm not interested, and there's no need for that."
Ning Anmiao was stunned for a few seconds. She never expected this to be the condition he set.
But then she thought about it, and she realized he was right.
Who Mr. Lu wanted to marry was just a matter of a snap of his fingers. Why would he need her to facilitate the relationship?
In short, whether he would marry Jiang Qiwei in the future was entirely up to him.
"No problem." She readily agreed, being straightforward and decisive.
Anyway, after the divorce, who Lu Yan married was his own business and had nothing to do with her.
She didn't care, and she didn't want to care either.
Seeing her agree so readily, Lu Yan's pupils constricted slightly. His face didn't improve; instead, it turned even more gloomy.
He could sense that Ning Anmiao was caring less and less about him.
This feeling of loss was becoming increasingly intense.
Lu Yan felt a bit stuffy in his chest. Suddenly, he stood up. "I'll take a cold shower."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the bathroom.
It wasn't until he turned on the shower and let the cold water drench his whole body that Lu Yan remembered he was now in Ning Anmiao's body.
This body was obviously not as strong as his original one. After just a short while under the shower, he started to shiver all over. His long, black hair was wet and sticking to his body, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
He gritted his teeth, impatiently turned off the water, lost the mood to continue showering, wiped his body with a towel, and then walked out of the bathroom.
At that moment, he noticed something was wrong. He always felt that after walking out of the bathroom, his feet were floating and couldn't touch the ground firmly.
Sure enough, that night, he had a high fever.
When Ning Anmiao came out of the study and returned to the bedroom to rest, before she even lifted the quilt, she felt a wave of heat hit her face.
"Lu Yan, how come you..." Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly sensed something was wrong and immediately reached out to touch his forehead.
"You have a fever?"
She looked at Lu Yan lying in bed with his eyes closed and his half - dry hair. Immediately, she understood why he had a fever.
She never thought that this man could give himself a fever while taking a shower.
Ning Anmiao was extremely annoyed.
"It's not your own body, and you don't care about it at all." Ning Anmiao murmured. Knowing that Lu Yan, who had a high fever at the moment, couldn't hear her, she didn't scold him too much.
She sighed. First, she dried his hair with a towel. Then she prepared some hot water and pills. She gently woke Lu Yan up and made him take the medicine in a half - asleep state.
In a daze, Lu Yan opened his eyes.
He had a very high fever, and his vision was blurred. He couldn't see the figure in front of him clearly.
But he could feel that the person taking care of him was Miaomiao.
His throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound, but he still hoarsely whispered, feeling that his eyes were extremely sore.
"Miaomiao." He moaned softly, but his voice was so faint that only he could hear it. "Don't leave."
Ning Anmiao's hand on his forehead paused. She only heard him call her name and subconsciously looked up at him. "What did you say?"
She bent down, trying to hear more clearly.
But he didn't say another word. As the medicine took effect, he fell into a deep sleep.
In his dream, he saw Miaomiao from a few years ago.
She was wearing a white long shirt and a dark blue long skirt. With a lovely smile on her face, she stood in front of him, tilting her head and looking at him with a pair of big, innocent eyes.
"Lu Yan, I like you."
How did he reply?
Before he could open his mouth, the dream suddenly ended. He seemed to be yanked out of the dream and back to reality. He opened his eyes directly.
Outside the window, there was a blinding sunlight.
He squinted his eyes and slowly sat up. His head was still a bit dizzy, but not as bad as last night.
He vaguely remembered that he had a high fever and it was Miaomiao who took care of him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
She still took care of him. It seemed that she still cared about him.
Thinking of this, he planned to get up and go to thank Ning Anmiao.
He opened the door. The moment he walked out of the bedroom, there was an unexpected guest downstairs.
"Oh, you're awake?"
Mother Lu's sinister voice came from downstairs. "My son really married a good wife. She sleeps until late in the morning and only knows to get up then!"
Lu Yan was stunned. There was an indescribable surprise in his eyes. "Mom, when did you come?"
"Do I need to report to you every time I come to my son's house?" Mother Lu looked at the dazed "Ning Anmiao" with increasing impatience on her face.
Lu Yan scanned the house and knew that Ning Anmiao wasn't there. She should have been sent out.
Thinking of his mother's intention, he squinted his eyes.
"Mom, I won't divorce Lu Yan for now. If you came here to talk about this, you can leave."
He wasn't a fool. There was no need to stumble on the same thing several times.
He slowly spoke, his eyes filled with a coldness. "The matters between Lu Yan and me, we two will solve them ourselves."
"If it really comes to the point of divorce, I also hope you won't interfere."
He slightly raised his eyes. His tone was calm but intimidating.
Mother Lu stared at "Ning Anmiao" in shock. For a moment, she couldn't think of a word to refute.
Was this still the Ning Anmiao she knew?