Mu Jiu Chen quickly found his daughter's room. Although it was impolite, he couldn't wait to see what his daughter looked like. He would see her the day after tomorrow, but he just couldn't wait.
He, Mu Jiu Chen, had been alone for so many years. To suddenly have a son and a daughter, this feeling was something no one but himself could understand.
He could quickly recognize his daughter's room because a Barbie doll was hanging on the door, small and pink, and particularly cute.
He excitedly pushed the door open and looked at the room's decor. It was so much warmer than the rooms on the third floor. The bedspread and duvet cover were pink, and the curtains were also pink. By the window, there was a bay window with a built-in cabinet on top, where several dolls were displayed. His "little padded jacket" had taken good care of them, with clothes of different colors and hair of different styles.
"This little girl really likes dolls," Mu Jiu Chen muttered to himself with a smile.
On the small table not far away, a chessboard was placed, exactly as seen in the live broadcast.
He found his daughter's photo by the window. She resembled Little Koi, but his daughter was more delicate and beautiful. Her bright, large eyes were as cunning as a fox's, clearly indicating a mischievous and clever little girl.
"Dad's little padded jacket is so beautiful!" Mu Jiu Chen quietly looked at his daughter's small face, his hands as refined as jade, with well-defined knuckles. The pad of his finger gently stroked the daughter's face in the photo frame.
"My dear, wait for Dad. Dad will take you both home very soon." After muttering to himself, Mu Jiu Chen reluctantly let go.
He gazed at the room for a moment longer before turning to leave.
Downstairs, Jiang Nuan was on the balcony making a phone call.
Mu Jiu Chen sat on the sofa, picked up a health tea, and took a sip. The taste was quite good, and he couldn't help but drink a few more mouthfuls.
A few minutes later, Jiang Nuan turned back and saw Mu Jiu Chen already downstairs, sitting lazily on the sofa, holding a cup of health tea and drinking it elegantly and leisurely.
Seeing Jiang Nuan, he slightly raised an eyelid, the corners of his lips turning up.
"Sir, shall I apply medicine to your hand?" She could guarantee that his hand really didn't hurt anymore.
"Okay!" Mu Jiu Chen looked at her nod and extended his hand to her.
Every time Jiang Nuan saw these hands, she felt a sense of pleasure. Heaven had truly favored him, giving him the best of everything.
Jiang Nuan carefully unwrapped the gauze and looked at his little finger. Apart from being a little red, it was no longer swollen.
Jiang Nuan squeezed it hard and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
"Nuannuan, of course it hurts if you squeeze so hard," Mu Jiu Chen said, then quietly looked at her, his emotions unpredictable, making it impossible to fathom.
Jiang Nuan rolled her eyes at him. "Be serious. From my experience, your hand doesn't hurt anymore."
Mu Jiu Chen: "It hurts!" Even though you're right, I decide whether it hurts or not.
It wasn't intentional; he genuinely needed to be in close contact with her.
Jiang Nuan was puzzled. She suspected Mu Jiu Chen was doing it on purpose, but the finger belonged to Mu Jiu Chen.
"Ding dong…"
Jiang Nuan glanced at the door. Who could it be at this hour?
"Wait a moment!"
Jiang Nuan got up to open the door.
As soon as the door was pulled open, a bouquet of fiery red roses appeared before her eyes.
Jiang Nuan: "…"
She looked at the man holding the roses, who was smiling at her, like a blooming peach blossom. Her expression suddenly turned grim.
Rong Yin, what was he trying to do?
"Good noon, Nuannuan," Rong Yin said with a smile, his peach blossom eyes very gentle, but it was a feigned gentleness.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Nuan's expression was cold, her clear gaze showing no courtesy.
"Nuannuan, the most foolproof way is to make you my wife. We are both geniuses. Mine is yours, and yours is mine."
Jiang Nuan looked at the idiot in front of her. Where did he get his confidence?
"Rong Yin, if you want to dream, do it when it's dark." After speaking, she unceremoniously shut the door.
Rong Yin retreated quickly. If he had been a moment slower, his handsome nose would have been ruined.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression grim. This Jiang Nuan was truly unyielding. In any case, she caught his eye, possessed a beauty that could topple cities, and her personality was also the type he liked. Why not give it a try?
He had gone to a lot of trouble to find Jiang Nuan's home.
"Nuannuan, I'll leave the roses outside," Rong Yin said with a smile, put down the roses, and turned to leave.
When Jiang Nuan turned around, she saw Mu Jiu Chen's expression turn sullen. His deep eyes slightly narrowed, lost in thought, with a strong chill surrounding him.
Jiang Nuan knew his temper was unpredictable, but his mood changed too quickly.
"Miss Jiang, you are very popular. Men are coming to your house to send roses," he said in a deep tone, seemingly laced with anger.
Jiang Nuan coldly glanced at him. "This has nothing to do with you."
Mu Jiu Chen: "…" How could it have nothing to do with him? The children were watching.
She sat down and finished applying medicine and bandaging his hand. After saying "It's done," she picked up the medical kit and walked towards her room.
Mu Jiu Chen didn't know why he was so angry, but he was very angry.
The man he had just seen was Rong Yin, the crown prince of Modu. He knew why this man was interested in Jiang Nuan.
Since Jiang Nuan did not agree, this man resorted to a honey trap.
Despicable!
Mu Jiu Chen looked at Jiang Nuan as she came out and said gravely, "Nuannuan, I'm leaving first. The dumplings were delicious. I'll come again next time."
Jiang Nuan detected his displeasure and gave him a deep look, nodding slightly. "Please go slowly!"
Mu Jiu Chen really left, leaving angrily.
At the entrance, he even kicked away the roses by the door.
Jiang Nuan didn't pay much attention. She was busy and didn't have time to compete with others. She went upstairs to change her clothes and then went to the health center.
Old Mrs. He's health had recovered well. She would go to see her again on Monday.
...
On Friday, Jiang Nuan's health center opened as scheduled. Jiang Xing Yu and Meng Yuan also came to help.
Mo Zhe, Bai Zhou, Le Cheng, and Qiao Xi changed into the work uniforms Jiang Nuan had prepared for them.
Since firecrackers were not allowed, Jiang Nuan didn't mind. Jiang Xing Yu and Meng Yuan had ordered flower baskets. The entrance looked somewhat festive for an opening. They opened at a little past nine, and the entrance was deserted. Le Cheng and Qiao Xi were a little anxious.
"Qiao Xi, do you think our sister can make a living selling just health soup?"
Le Cheng nodded. "When has my sister ever failed at anything she tried? Just wait, my sister is the best!"
Qiao Xi glared at her. "Can't you say something else? We all know sister is the best."
Le Cheng stared back at her. "But I really can't think of anything else to say."
Yan Xi glanced towards the kitchen and said with admiration, "Sister, in a green dress, standing with grace. Her skillful hands, elegant and peerless. You don't believe me? Go and see. Sister is wearing a retro green dress today, and her hair is tied up with a jade hairpin. She truly looks like a celestial being."
Le Cheng had no doubts about this. "Sister's smile is very sincere. Sometimes, when I'm in a bad mood, seeing her smile can soothe all my unhappiness."