Jiang Nuan had already seen it. As she was about to turn into the lane, an old lady walking her dog suddenly emerged.
Jiang Nuan quickly slowed down and braked sharply, waiting for the old lady to walk past leisurely before she drove off to catch up.
She chased for several traffic lights but still lost her.
Jiang Nuan parked her car by the roadside, lost in thought and also a little worried.
That girl would be in danger.
Jiang Nuan was uneasy and drove around the city for several laps, still without any clues.
Mu Jiuchen watched as she finally gave up, then turned his head to look at her, "Wife, you've done your best."
Jiang Nuan bit her lip and drove back.
...
The next day.
Jiang Nuan woke up and saw the news on her phone. A woman had died in the Nan City River late at night.
Jiang Nuan was surprised for a moment. Looking at the dead woman's clothes, Jiang Nuan was shocked. It was the same girl she had saved last night, wearing the same clothes, a light yellow trench coat.
Jiang Nuan quickly dialed Han Yixuan's number.
"Nuan Nuan, what's wrong?"
Jiang Nuan's eyes were cold, and her voice was deep, "Did you see the news?"
Han Yixuan: "I saw it. Nuan Nuan, I've received the order and have already started investigating the case."
Jiang Nuan: "I saw her last night, but I never expected her to die!"
Jiang Nuan clenched her fists, and a chill spread through her eyes.
Han Yixuan comforted her, "Nuan Nuan, you've done your best. Leave the rest to me."
Jiang Nuan: "Okay! If you need anything, remember to contact me."
Han Yixuan smiled, "Okay, Nuan Nuan, I'll contact you."
Jiang Nuan hung up the phone and saw that Mu Jiuchen had also woken up.
"Did I wake you?" Jiang Nuan asked in a low voice.
Mu Jiuchen shook his head slightly. He had drunk too much last night and his head was still a bit uncomfortable.
He lay there uncomfortably. He rarely got drunk, and he hated the discomfort after a hangover.
Jiang Nuan pulled the quilt up for him and then said softly, "Lie down for a while, I'll go make you some hangover soup."
Mu Jiuchen grabbed her and wouldn't let go, smiling ambiguously, "Wife, sleeping while holding you makes all my pain go away."
Jiang Nuan: "..." She slapped his hand away.
"I can't lie down anymore, I'm going to make hangover soup. My back hurts." Jiang Nuan glared at him. He really had no self-control.
Mu Jiuchen sat up, pulled her into his arms, and looked at her with a suggestive smile, "Wife, my mistake, I'll give you a massage."
Jiang Nuan didn't move, it would feel better with a massage.
His touch was just right. Jiang Nuan closed her eyes comfortably, a faint blush on her fair cheeks, her eyes hazy with desire.
Mu Jiuchen's heart stirred, but he dared not have any deeper thoughts.
A few minutes later, Jiang Nuan sat up and said, "I'm going to wash up, you rest for a while."
She kissed his forehead and went to wash up.
Mu Jiuchen lay there happily. That kiss made him feel much better. His head was still a bit dizzy, so he pulled the quilt over his head and slept.
After Jiang Nuan finished washing up, she went to the kitchen to make the hangover medicine.
She drank a glass of yogurt. While the hangover soup was simmering, she picked up her phone to check the news.
The news said it was suicide, and she fell into the river while walking at night.
Jiang Nuan narrowed her eyes. How could the media report it like this?
Was it intentional or...?
Why were those people from last night so eager to kill her after chasing her?
And who was that man?
She wondered if Xiao Fan would have any news.
Jiang Nuan saw that it was still early, so she didn't call Xiao Fan.
She brought the hangover soup to the room and looked at Mu Jiuchen, who was sleeping with his head covered, shaking her head and chuckling.
Having known him for so long, he rarely drank. When he did have a drink, it was with He Mingrun and the others.
He also rarely drank at banquets.
She put the hangover soup aside, then pulled back the quilt. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.
Jiang Nuan was a little worried, so she took his pulse.
There were no major problems, it was just... Jiang Nuan felt a little embarrassed.
He had overexerted himself!
Mu Jiuchen, after getting drunk, was like a madman.
He never got tired.
Jiang Nuan still woke him up, "Husband, wake up."
Mu Jiuchen slowly opened his eyes and sat up, looking tired.
Jiang Nuan handed him a glass of warm water, "Rinse your mouth first."
"Mm!" After rinsing his mouth, Mu Jiuchen leaned against the headboard without moving, looking at Jiang Nuan, appearing wronged and pitiful.
Jiang Nuan knew what he meant without him saying anything.
He was clearly fine, but he insisted on acting pitiful to gain sympathy.
Jiang Nuan picked up the hangover soup and fed it to him spoonful by spoonful.
After drinking it, Mu Jiuchen finally smiled.
"It's great to have a wife," he couldn't help but say.
Jiang Nuan smiled and looked at him, "You're not allowed to touch me for three days."
Mu Jiuchen looked at her as if he had exploded, "Why?"
"Your kidneys are weak." Jiang Nuan said, then picked up the bowl and went out.
Mu Jiuchen: "..."
How could that be?
He made her beg for mercy every night, yet he would be weak in the kidneys?
"Nuan Nuan, come back, I can still fight three hundred rounds."
Jiang Nuan's feet slipped, and she thought to herself, you can fight in your dreams.
Mu Jiuchen did indeed fight three hundred rounds in his dreams.
When he woke up, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.
He picked up his phone and saw several missed calls.
There was also a message from Jiang Nuan.
[Husband, when you wake up, eat by yourself. I'm going out for a walk and will be back later.]
Mu Jiuchen frowned. Why didn't she ask him to go with her?
He lay back down on the bed. He hadn't relaxed like this in a long time. He continued to sleep.
...
In the coffee shop!
Jiang Nuan ordered a latte and a small cake. Sometimes, she wanted to eat sweet cake for a few days.
She also wanted some alone time for herself.
She was in a coffee shop on the fourth floor, located in a busy shopping mall in the city center, with people coming and going.
When she craved sweets, it usually meant she had something on her mind.
She felt guilty about what happened last night. If she had taken that girl with her then, the girl wouldn't have died.
Jiang Nuan took a deep breath.
She lowered her head and ate the cake in small bites.
"Oh! Isn't this Jiang Nuan? Why are you so sad here alone?"
Chu Yunying walked over with a woman Jiang Nuan didn't recognize.
She looked at Jiang Nuan with a mocking expression.
Jiang Nuan, in a bad mood, raised a cold glint in the corner of her eyes.
She looked out the window and said, "Get lost!"
"What did you say?" Chu Yunying was particularly sensitive to the word "get lost."
Jiang Nuan slowly turned her head to look at her, "I told you to get lost. If you're deaf, go see a doctor."
"You..."
Chu Yunying stamped her foot in anger, but she could also tell that Jiang Nuan was in a bad mood.
Not only did she not leave, but she sat down in front of Jiang Nuan, looking at her coldly, and asked with a mocking smile, "Jiang Nuan, why didn't Brother Chen come with you? Were you abandoned, and you ran here to be sad?"
Jiang Nuan had lost patience with this shameless woman. She suddenly stood up, a murderous intent suddenly overflowing in her beautiful eyes, and kicked out.
With a "bang...", the coffee table was kicked by Jiang Nuan and hit Chu Yunying's chest directly, along with the coffee that spilled all over her.
"Ah..." Chu Yunying let out a cry of pain.