Lu Huaijing was a little helpless. He reached out and rubbed her hair, and then said seriously:
"You are Mrs. Lu, why would you let those people slander your reputation? Nan Yan, I am not a heartless person. Even if we are in a cooperative relationship now, I will not add insult to injury."
cooperative relationship...
These few words made Nan Yanjue's heart feel cold.
The sour feeling hit her again, and she couldn't help but whisper: "Can't it be... just because of me?"
Even just once?
Nan Yan closed her eyes, but tears streaked down her cheeks.
She didn't say anything, but Lu Huaijing thought she was still angry, so he couldn't help but ask: "Since the relationship with the family is not good, there is no need to come back. Why did you come back and throw yourself into a trap?"
Did he think she was willing?
Nan Yan took a breath and then explained: "They... threatened me..."
"What kind of threat can Mrs. Lu dare to be threatened by someone?"
Lu Huaijing's words made Nan Yan laugh.
She looked up from the man's arms and said helplessly: "Why don't you eat meat? You are the son of the Lu family, the proud son of heaven. I am just... a daughter abandoned by her biological father. I have neither a family nor a family." If you don’t have any relatives to rely on, even if you have the title of Mrs. Lu, what’s the use of it?”
Just like Song Yihuan, even if she is a mistress, she can provoke Nan Yan at any time.
This title brought her far more pain than glory.
The only thing that can keep her going is her love for this man.
But now...
Nan Yan's eyes were a little sad. Everything her husband did was because of this title.
It seemed that this was the first time Lu Huaijing heard such words.
A layer of shock flashed in his dark eyes, and he paused for a long time before speaking: "I never knew that this identity would trouble you so much."
Nan Yan bit her lip and her tone was a bit mocking: "How many people in this world are like you, born as the favored son of heaven? Maybe, this is the gap between us."
When Lu Huaijing heard this, he felt as if his heart was being pressed by some heavy stone, and he became increasingly upset.
He was silent for a moment, and then finally said: "Let's go see your mother!"
"What……?"
Nan Yan didn't react for a moment, paused, and then said: "You... are you willing to come with me to see my mother?"
Her mother faked her death, and few people knew the truth.
But for the sake of the dignity of outsiders, Gu Lang still built a tomb for her.
But Nan Yan didn't expect that Lu Huaijing would take the initiative to see his mother.
After all, if it weren't for her mother, Mr. Lu wouldn't have forced Lu Huaijing to marry her.
"What, are you surprised?"
The cold man held his forehead helplessly and explained: "She is also my mother-in-law after all. Even if I have any dissatisfaction, I will not lose the respect I should have for an elder."
Nan Yan glanced at him in surprise, then glanced at Ji Li who was waiting not far away.
Feeling a little moved in my heart, I paused and finally said: "Then...just go."
Although Nan Yan has never given up searching for her mother's whereabouts, since Lu Huaijing is willing to do this, she is also willing to stay with him for a while longer.
Nan Yan gave Ji Li the address, and the car soon arrived at the cemetery.
Mother's tomb is located under a camphor tree in Huang. They bought a bunch of lilies and placed them gently in front of her tomb.
"Mom, I'm here to see you..."
Nan Yan was choked up when she opened her mouth.
Facing a tomb, she really had mixed feelings in her heart. If... she could find her mother, she might be able to bring Lu Huaijing to meet her openly.
The man beside her raised his hand and touched her shoulder comfortingly, then took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the dust on the tombstone.
Nan Yan was a little surprised. Just as he was about to reach out for the handkerchief, Lu Huaijing stopped him.
He spoke softly: "Auntie, although we have never met, I am also married to Nan Yan. Forgive me for not being able to call you with that honorific title... Even so, I will take good care of her."
At this moment, Lu Huaijing expressed his true thoughts.
Nan Yan felt mixed emotions in her heart.
This was the first time she saw Lu Huaijing being so condescending and doing such a thing.
But if the mother really met him, she would probably be able to tell at a glance that this man... doesn't love her at all, right?
If he really told Lu Huaijing that his mother was still alive, I'm afraid the situation would get out of control.
Because of this, Nan Yan felt even more aggrieved.
She shed tears silently, her voice tinged with crying: "Mom... I miss you so much. How great would it be if you were here?"
Maybe, Nan Yan doesn't have to be so desperate to support her. At least, there is someone behind her who can protect her.
In this situation of fighting alone with nothing behind her, Nan Yan felt really exhausted both physically and mentally.
Lu Huaijing seemed not to have expected that she would burst into tears like this.
He stood up immediately, trying to calm her down, but Nan Yan had already turned around.
Silently wiped the tears from his face.
At the same time, I secretly vowed to find a way to find the nursing home where my mother was.
In this way, Gu Lang can no longer threaten her with her mother!
Lu Huaijing's movement to comfort him froze in mid-air. Although the little woman in his sight pretended to be strong and carried her back, he could still feel her sadness.
He should have gone up to comfort her immediately, but for some reason, he always felt like he was separated from her by thousands of mountains and rivers.
While he was thinking about it, his cell phone rang.
Familiar names were beating on the screen, making Lu Huaijing's heart tighten.
He glanced subconsciously at the woman with a peaceful smile on the tombstone, and finally hung up the phone on Song Yihuan.
Instead, he sent her a message:
[I'm in a meeting, I'll see you later. 】
Song Yihuan replied quickly, looking very sensible and well-behaved:
[Okay, I'm fine. You can talk about it after you're done. 】
Lu Huaijing silently turned off his phone and looked up again, only to find that Gu Nanyan had turned around.
And he clutched the phone tightly in an instant, as if he had just done something wrong.
Lu Huaijing felt confused and powerless at this thought, but finally suppressed the emotion, stepped forward, and whispered:
"Are you feeling better? Do you want to go back?"
Nan Yan's eyes flashed and she lowered her eyelashes, her long eyelashes covering the scars in her eyes.
She could tell that Song Yihuan should have sent him another message just now.
Nan Yan curled her lips mockingly, how could he really care about her?
Could it be that she still couldn't tell the difference between love and non-love?
Thinking of this, Nan Yan could only hold back the sourness in her heart and said, "Go back, I'm... very happy that you can come see my mother."
