As sharp as Lu Huaijing, even the tone of his questions was extremely sharp.
Although it was a bit unexpected, it seemed that Lu Huaijing like this could arouse Nan Yan's fighting spirit even more.
She raised the corners of her mouth, and her smile made her already charming face even more charming.
Lifting her chin, her peach blossom eyes seemed to be able to capture people's hearts. Nan Yan slowly closed the distance between the two of them and said in a charming voice:
"Mr. Lu is really attentive, but besides you, what else can I get?"
As a world-renowned medical expert, just the name Alina is enough to earn her both money and fame.
Not to mention her status.
However, Nan Yan deliberately created a name just to gain an identity.
One who is closer to the identity of her enemy!
And Lu Huaijing, as the initiator of everything, how could he not pay the price?
This straightforward answer made the corners of Lu Huaijing's eyes twitch.
He pinched the woman's delicate chin, and his eyes were cold: "You are so courageous, do you know what you are talking about?"
In five years, the Lu family had long been stuck in Nancheng. Even during this period, even Lu's father came back, but he could not stop Lu Huaijing's momentum.
Without Mr. Lu, his ambition and power continued to expand like the sea water.
The women who admired him were like crucian carp crossing the river, but she was the first to be so bold and arrogant!
Nan Yan sneered, and easily broke away from his grasp. Her beautiful eyes stared deeply at her: "Mr. Lu, I think you seem to have misunderstood. I want your... connections."
"Although the sky is broader abroad, I don't want to give up on the domestic market. Now that I want to develop in Nancheng, Mr. Lu's assistant is naturally indispensable."
As she spoke, she raised her hand to gently help the man tidy up his white shirt, and slowly brought it to the man's ear with a charming smile:
"This is also the reason why I chose to take Miss Song's contract. But unfortunately, yesterday, I also saw her bad character. No wonder Mr. Lu has not married her home for so many years. Since she is not sensible, then I will I can only come and sell it to Mr. Lu, what do you think, eh?"
The woman's orchid breath is like feathers, teasing the man's ears.
There was a slight fluctuation in those deep pool-like eyes.
But the next second, Lu Huaijing pushed Nan Yan away and put his big hand on her slender swan neck.
"What a eloquent person. Everyone who has been close to me over the years has a purpose. Miss Alina, you'd better not let me find out anything else, otherwise -"
As the man spoke, his long fingers slowly traced her delicate skin.
The joints were hard and cold, with a hint of warning.
Such an act of pretending to be intimate made Nan Yan's eyelids twitch, and she immediately pushed him away like an electric shock.
The heart beats uncontrollably, not with excitement, but with disgust.
Lu Huaijing narrowed his eyes coldly.
Nan Yan turned away, took a deep breath, and tried her best to control her emotions.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Zhou's mother's voice came from outside the door.
"Sir, the young master is up."
Lu Huaijing frowned and immediately replied: "I know."
Then, he walked straight outside. When passing by the woman, he still did not forget to add:
"Ms. Alina, you can check the patient now."
After saying that, he took her out.
Nan Yan clenched her hands tightly, hesitated for a moment, and then followed.
In the restaurant.
The little girl was sitting quietly at the table. He looked at the food in front of him, his dark eyes full of incomprehensible depth.
He was very quiet, and even his expression was not as bright as the other children.
It seems... very melancholy.
This was the first time Nan Yan took a good look at him.
He seemed to be a little thinner than ordinary children, with a handsome and clear face. Although he was still small, his handsome and handsome face had begun to take shape.
Lu Huaijing's genes are very good.
In fact, there is no trace of Song Yihuan at all.
Nan Yan walked up to the quiet child, but he didn't look up. '
"Young Master, this is the doctor who saved you last night." Zhou Ma introduced enthusiastically.
But Xiaotai Dumpling didn't even give her a look.
"Shijiu, your name is Shijiu, right?"
Nan Yan spoke softly and stretched out her hand towards him.
"I'm Alina."
When Shi Jiu heard this, he just raised his eyes and glanced at her, but in the end, he didn't reach out to respond.
It was as if she was just a speck of dust.
When Lu Huaijing saw this, his expression suddenly turned grim.
"When others say hello to you, you have to respond."
As if she had just heard it, Xiaotai Tuanzi turned her head and nodded towards Nan Yan.
As numb as a machine.
For some reason, Nan Yan suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his heart.
The five-year-old cute baby was laughing and playing, but Lu Shijiu was as quiet as a carved doll.
Numb, empty, devoid of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. His whole body was filled with indifference and loneliness.
It's like he is a replica of Lu Huaijing.
Although he was Song Yihuan's child, Nan Yan felt inexplicably distressed.
She's really crazy.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan said: "It doesn't matter. I'm here for a review. As long as the children cooperate, no excessive verbal communication is required."
After saying that, she said: "I'm going to start checking."
In addition to asking questions, Nanyan made judgments through observation and feeling the pulse.
"There is no problem for now, but the child's spleen and stomach are not very good. He may need some medicinal food to strengthen the spleen and appetite. I will give him acupuncture later to help stabilize his condition."
She said and looked at Lu Huaijing.
Perhaps the frankness just now had an effect. The man did not refuse, but just nodded lightly, and then walked towards the study.
Seeing this, Zhou Ma nodded in agreement and said, "Sorry, Miss Alina, the young master really doesn't like to eat. Can you teach me some medicinal recipes?"
Nan Yan nodded with a smile.
He quickly wrote down the prescription and took out the prepared silver needle.
After Zhou Ma got the prescription, she immediately walked to the kitchen and ordered Cimai to prepare the things.
Nan Yan took out the silver needle skillfully, sterilized it, and the moment she picked up the child's hand, the little guy suddenly spoke.
"Is she here this morning?"
she……
Nan Yan paused. The child's voice was nice, but his tone was very cold.
She seemed to realize the reason for his reluctance to speak.
He really didn't like Song Yihuan, and he didn't even want to call her "Mommy".
Nan Yan used silver needles for acupuncture and smiled lightly: "Yes, I thought you hadn't woken up at that time."
This answer was beyond Shijiu's expectation.
The little breasted dumpling finally looked at her, and there was finally a look of surprise on her raised face.
"Then...is she sincere?"
