ABRWF Chapter 329.1

Lu Qingyan drove all the way back to the hotel.

Using the excuse of being worried about Jiang Nanshu’s health, he moved in with her again.

Jiang Nanshu sat cautiously on the sofa, refusing to approach the bed: “You go to sleep first. I’m still full and can’t sleep.”

“I’m sick right now. Don’t even think about touching me!”

Lu Qingyan: “…”

Although he felt a little addicted to it, he wasn’t such a beast.

He felt a little annoyed, but he didn’t show it on his face.

That day, because it was his first time, he was a little nervous, so he didn’t have much time to study and finished in half an hour. Jiang Nanshu refused to do it again, so he just held her and went to sleep.

He reflected on this for many days, feeling that he hadn’t performed well.

He approached her, sometimes feeling he shouldn’t be too gentle with Jiang Nanshu, but he still couldn’t bear to see her whimpering in pain, so he always went along with her wishes.

He didn’t force her; as long as she was comfortable and happy, that was all he needed.

But it was almost midnight.

She was already sick, and she was drowsy, but she was forcing herself to stay awake.

Lu Qingyan glanced at her with a half-smile: “Aren’t you sleepy? Why don’t we figure out how to get comfortable on the sofa?”

Jiang Nanshu: “…”

Last time hadn’t given her a good impression.

She refused.

So she yawned and winked at him: “Let’s go to bed. I’m sleepy. By the way, my sister has been taken back to the Zhou’s house by Zhou Zhenghui to recuperate. Let’s go there tomorrow. I think there’s something interesting to watch.”

The night passed peacefully.

Lu Qingyan held her in his arms as she slept.

Jiang Nanshu’s cold had improved a lot by the morning. Apart from still having a cough, runny nose, and sneezing, she no longer had a fever.

After lunch, Jiang Nanshu took Lu Qingyan straight to the Zhou family’s old residence.

That place was originally where the head of the Zhou family should live, but Zhou Yanbai felt that the land was unlucky, so he gave it to Zhou Zhenghui to live in.

As soon as Jiang Nanshu arrived, a servant greeted her at the door, even more enthusiastic than when she last came.

When she entered the hall, she noticed that several important figures were present.

There were Zhou Yanbai, Su Ran, and Jiang Leyi, who were sitting in wheelchairs, their faces pale.

Liu Yueru, sitting beside Jiang Leyi, caressed her face and then looked at her hands. Her eyes were almost overflowing with heartache. She looked as if she wanted to suffer in Jiang Leyi’s place. Her eyes were swollen from crying.

Jiang Nanshu already knew that they had done a paternity test, confirming that Jiang Leyi was his biological daughter, who had been missing for more than ten years.

They had only known each other for a little over a week, but their relationship felt stronger than it had been for decades.

Perhaps this was the power of blood ties; no matter how long they were apart, the natural bond between parents and their children could never be erased.

Jiang Nanshu thought of herself again.

She remembered clearly that on the first day she entered the Jiang family’s gate and met Jiang’s mother, there was no joy in her mother’s eyes at her recognition, only scrutiny.

Not to mention that the time-traveling girl had spent three years with them.

Don’t you dislike her?

“Seeing how happy my sister is after being recognized again, how can I accept your belated affection?”

Lu Qingyan was stunned. Was she talking about the Jiang family…

Before he could think, Jiang Nanshu had already walked in.

“Achoo!”

She sneezed, breaking the silence that had been building as Jiang Nanshu arrived.

Jiang Nanshu rubbed her nose apologetically, her voice hoarse, “Sorry, I’ve had a cold these past few days, and I’m still not better.”

“Nan Nan.” The moment Jiang Leyi saw Jiang Nanshu, her eyes reddened.

“Woo, woo, I’m so glad you’re okay.”

Even though Jiang Leyi was unconscious the day someone cut her wrists, Zhou Zhenghui had told her that it was Jiang Nanshu who rescued her; otherwise, she would have died in those mountains long ago.

She seemed to owe Jiang Nanshu more and more.

From acting to saving her life.

“Woo, woo, that scared me to death.”

Jiang Leyi’s tears, which she had held back for two days, finally burst forth the moment she saw Jiang Nanshu.

 

 

 

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