Without further hesitation, An Nan thought, since stepping out would reveal everything, there was no point in making guesses here. Then she smiled at her mother-in-law by the bedside and said, "Mom, could you please tell that person I’ll be out in a mont? I’ll just freshen up quickly."
"Alright, I’ll go heat up breakfast for you, hurry downstairs."
"Thank you, Mom."
With soone waiting for her downstairs, An Nan quickened her pace, constantly pondering who exactly this stranger delivering sothing could be.
After freshening up, An Nan arrived in the living room and saw an unfamiliar man sitting on the sofa. Curiously, she walked forward and asked, "May I ask who you are?"
When the stranger stood up to face her, An Nan saw an unfamiliar face, and her doubts grew even stronger.
The unfamiliar man’s smile contrasted sharply with An Nan’s puzzled expression, and then she heard him introduce himself in an exceedingly gentle voice, "Hello, Miss Lin. Allow to introduce myself: I am Mo Jinxuan, assistant to Mr. Mo. I wonder if you’re familiar with this na."
"Mo Jinxuan," An Nan murmured, repeating the na. Suddenly, a handso figure flashed in her mind. She continued eyeing the person in front of her with suspicion. Before she could inquire further, the man’s voice reached her ears again: "I wonder if Miss Lin rembers."
"And what if I do?" An Nan’s voice suddenly turned icy.
Yet the man in front remained indifferent to her shifts in emotion and continued calmly, "Miss Lin, there’s no need to be on guard. I ca here today without any ill intent, rely to deliver sothing from Mr. Mo." As he spoke, he handed a delicately wrapped box to An Nan.
Instead of reaching out to take it imdiately, An Nan rely stared coldly, her eyes filled with a complex emotion.
The atmosphere seed to stiffen montarily, with neither party willing to break the silence.
Amidst this eerie atmosphere, Lan Yiqing intervened between the two, breaking the tension. She took the delicately wrapped gift box from the stranger’s hand and smiled at her daughter-in-law, saying, "This young man is just a ssenger; there’s no need to make things difficult for him. Nannan, just accept it and return it when you get the chance."
Though not an ideal solution, An Nan didn’t refuse further.
"Understood, Mom." An Nan’s voice was muffled, making it hard to discern her true feelings.
Soon, the gift bearer took his leave, and An Nan didn’t bother to see him out. She rely stood there, staring at the intricate gift box on the sofa, lost in thought.
Of course, she rembered Mo Jinxuan, whom An Ruiyang had paired her with as an unwanted fiancé. Yet, she was baffled as to why he had shown up now and brought that box to her ho.
She had no desire to know what was inside, only wanting to distance herself from those people. For so reason, the na An Ruiyang always invoked an unsettling feeling in her, sothing she couldn’t quite pinpoint.
As her mind wandered, An Nan sat back on the sofa, feeling a headache coming on, with the delicate box from the man by her side.
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