Chapter 71#
Yan Heqing went straight to the second floor.
Lu Muchi subconsciously followed, but halfway up the stairs, he thought of the porridge he cooked. Feeling annoyed, he went back downstairs and ran to the kitchen to serve the porridge.
In the room, two servants were still guarding Xu Qiaoyin.
Xu Qiaoyin was very nervous, her palms sweating constantly. She didn’t know how Yan Heqing would take her to the airport.
Lu Muchi not only arranged for people to guard her but also installed surveillance cameras.
She was sweating so much that the servants noticed and quickly went to the bathroom to wring out a warm towel to wipe her sweat, “Madam, do you need to call a doctor?”
Xu Qiaoyin’s heart trembled violently, and she kept her lips tightly closed without speaking.
The two servants looked at each other strangely.
At this moment, a knock on the door sounded, followed by the boy’s cool voice, “Teacher Xu.”
It was amazing; Xu Qiaoyin’s heart gradually calmed down. This boy, who was only 18 years old, could always give her a sense of stability. She trusted him; he would definitely be able to take her to the airport.
Noticing the servants’ scrutiny, Xu Qiaoyin pinched her palm, trying hard to act normal, and said to the door, “Come in.”
The door opened silently, and Yan Heqing walked in.
Seeing him, Xu Qiaoyin felt even more at ease. She finally smiled, “Xiao Yan, have you eaten?”
Coming so early, he probably didn’t have time for breakfast.
Yan Heqing walked to the bedside, smiled and nodded, “I have.” He handed the drawing to Xu Qiaoyin, “This is the one.”
Seeing the drawing, Xu Qiaoyin’s somewhat withered eyes met with sweet rain, faintly shimmering with brilliance. She took the drawing and looked at it carefully.
It was a drawing that could hardly be called a drawing, A4 size, with different line styles and immature drawing skills, created by different little painters. They took turns, stroke by stroke, to draw the Teacher Xu in their hearts.
Big eyes, high nose bridge, warm smile, bathed in sunlight, holding a paintbrush in hand.
The children at the welfare institute gave the paintbrush a name, the Miracle Pen, which could draw hope.
Xu Qiaoyin’s eyes turned red. She hugged the drawing as if hugging her hope.
Yan Heqing didn’t disturb her. Hearing movement outside, he turned and went out.
Lu Muchi ran upstairs with the porridge, specially sprinkled with a layer of crushed nuts and dried fruits. As soon as he reached the second floor, he saw Yan Heqing, and his joy couldn’t be hidden, “Waiting for me?”
Yan Heqing looked indifferent, “Teacher Xu can’t eat anything right now.”
“Yours.” Lu Muchi certainly knew. He personally delivered breakfast to Xu Qiaoyin in the morning, and Xu Qiaoyin didn’t refuse this time, eating it all.
Lu Muchi was extremely satisfied; everything was developing in the direction he planned.
He was about to negotiate a big cooperation. Once the contract was signed, his company would reach a higher level. Although far from the Lu Group, it was a big step forward. He planned to renovate this villa next month. He, Yan Heqing, and Xu Qiaoyin would live here permanently in the future.
He was a few steps away from Yan Heqing. Lu Muchi’s eyes were glued to Yan Heqing. He found that Yan Heqing was becoming more and more attractive recently. He was a man, and he knew Yan Heqing’s allure too well.
He couldn’t suppress the urge to hide Yan Heqing away.
Hide him in this villa, in a room only he could enter and leave, so no one else could even think of looking at him.
Lu Muchi stepped forward, his voice husky, “The porridge I got up early to cook for you.”
“I don’t like porridge.” Yan Heqing refused bluntly.
Lu Muchi knew Yan Heqing was still angry. Tonight he would explain clearly to him about Lin Fengzhi. He smiled and asked, “What do you like? I’ll learn and make it for you right now.”
He was joking; he even found cooking porridge troublesome.
Unexpectedly, Yan Heqing really spoke, “Butterfly pastry.”
Lu Muchi remembered the butterfly pastry. A thought moved in his mind, “Were you satisfied with the taste last time?”
Yan Heqing smiled slightly, “Pretty good.”
It was the second time Lu Muchi saw him smile. His heart beat faster instantly, bewitched by this smile. The butterfly pastry was freshly made by a pastry chef he found at a five-star hotel, and it took six hours for a round trip from the villa.
But Yan Heqing smiled at him.
Lu Muchi turned and went downstairs, “Wait for me.”
Yan Heqing’s eyes were indifferent, but he suddenly called out to him, “Lu Muchi.”
Even just his name made Lu Muchi’s heart beat violently. He swallowed, “What?”
“I want to take Teacher Xu to the yard for some fresh air.” Lu Muchi was even crazier than in the original text. The villa had dense surveillance, monitoring every corner. Yan Heqing had thought of several plans, but none could take Xu Qiaoyin away silently.
Only the yard, with two surveillance cameras, had a blind spot where he parked his car.
Lu Muchi hesitated. He had a psychological shadow. The first time Xu Qiaoyin disappeared, she told him she was going to buy something and never returned. Now that Xu Qiaoyin’s attitude had softened, he was still afraid she would disappear without a word again.
On second thought, he felt he was worrying too much.
The villa was full of his people, covered with surveillance, and located halfway up the mountain, surrounded by desolate wilderness. Xu Qiaoyin had nowhere to run.
Besides, Yan Heqing was now the person he loved. If he made a request, there was no reason not to satisfy it.
His tone was somewhat doting: “As you wish.”
A few hours later, Lu Muchi went crazy over his decision, but at this moment he was unaware. He didn’t even take a driver, driving himself to personally buy the butterfly pastry for Yan Heqing.
Xu Qiaoyin freshened up. She had been locked up for two months, and her legs didn’t feel like hers anymore. Yan Heqing supported her downstairs.
Until she left the villa and saw the green mountains and trees, she finally felt alive.
Never had it been so clear that she longed for freedom, longed to fly into the sky.
She closed her eyes, breathing in the long-lost air forcefully.
Two servants followed at a distance. Yan Heqing led Xu Qiaoyin for a slow walk. Suddenly, he turned back and called them over, “Is there a cloak?”
One of them nodded, “Yes, I’ll go get it.”
Yan Heqing instructed, “A thicker one.”
After one left, he asked the other, “Is there tea?”
Everyone saw Lu Muchi’s attitude towards Yan Heqing. The servant replied quickly, “Yes, green tea, black tea, dark tea, white tea, fruit tea, all available. What would you like to drink?”
Yan Heqing turned to ask Xu Qiaoyin, then turned back and smiled, “Teacher Xu doesn’t want any, I want black tea.”
The servant ran into the house to get tea.
No one thought that Yan Heqing would help Xu Qiaoyin escape.
When the two servants returned, Yan Heqing was nowhere to be seen. Just as they were confused, Yan Heqing came out of the villa again, alone.
“Teacher Xu is sleepy. I sent her back to her room to rest. Don’t go in and disturb her. I’m going to the supermarket. I’ll feed her the medicine when I come back.”
Xu Qiaoyin was emotionally unstable, and the doctor prescribed sedatives. The servants didn’t suspect anything and agreed repeatedly.
Yan Heqing asked again: “Which way is the nearest supermarket?”
The servant pointed out the route for him.
Yan Heqing thanked them and drove away from the villa openly.
Xu Qiaoyin hid in the back seat. Knowing the car had left the villa, she still dared not make a sound. When Yan Heqing told her to get up, she eased up for a while before holding her breath and straightening up, still squatting, carefully looking out the window.
The retreating mountain scenery.
On the mountain road, there was only Yan Heqing’s car.
Xu Qiaoyin shed tears, covering her face with trembling fingers, weeping silently.
Yan Heqing drove quietly, letting her vent her emotions. During this time, he had simulated the route from the villa to the airport countless times. He remembered the speed limit of every section and the fastest passing time of every road.
Finally, the shortest time, arriving at the airport in one hour and forty minutes.
Her ID card was taken away by Lu Muchi. Yan Heqing took Xu Qiaoyin to the airport to apply for a temporary ID.
This stop was a transfer station he bought for Xu Qiaoyin. After the plane landed, Xu Qiaoyin could change to other means of transportation to choose where she wanted to go.
After picking up the ticket, the drawing could go on the plane with Xu Qiaoyin. Yan Heqing brought down a small cardboard box from the car, which was lychee honey and needed to be checked in.
Xu Qiaoyin’s emotions had recovered. At the security checkpoint, she looked at Yan Heqing for a while and said apologetically: “Xiao Yan, I’m sorry. He hurt you, yet you still help me…”
Both knew “he” was Lu Muchi. Yan Heqing smiled, “You are you, he is he. You don’t need to apologize for him.”
Xu Qiaoyin’s motherly love burst forth. Yan Heqing, he was only 18 years old. Tears rolled down, and she stepped forward to give him a hug, “What will you do if he finds out I’m gone?”
“Don’t worry.” Yan Heqing also hugged Xu Qiaoyin back gently, “I have a way.”
The broadcast was urging boarding. Yan Heqing let go of her, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Xu Qiaoyin, “May you only have smiles in the future.”
Xu Qiaoyin covered her mouth, tears flowing even more fiercely.
She wiped away her tears and asked Yan Heqing one more thing, “It’s inconvenient for me to contact Aunt Zhang for the time being. Please tell her for me next time you go to the welfare institute that I am fine and will be fine in the future.”
Yan Heqing agreed.
At 2:30, a plane took off on time.
Yan Heqing looked up at the sky quietly, unsure if it was Xu Qiaoyin’s flight.
He could only be sure.
Lu Muchi had no mother.
In the original text, he reconciled with Xu Qiaoyin and possessed such warm motherly love.
What right did Lu Muchi have?
Yan Heqing’s eyes were calm. After a moment, he turned and walked out of the airport.
Getting in the car and starting it, he returned to Lu Muchi’s villa the way he came.
His original plan was to go home from the airport after sending Xu Qiaoyin off and wait for Lu Muchi to come to him.
But Lu Lin taught him something during sea fishing.
To catch a two-hundred-catty tuna, use small fish that live in the sea, not ordinary bait.
Small fish can also kill big fish.
He changed his mind.
He would wait for him in Lu Muchi’s territory.
At this time, a WeChat notification popped up on his phone.
Followed by continuous vibrations.
This frequency wouldn’t be Lu Lin. Either Lin Fengzhi or the class group.
Yan Heqing ignored it and returned to Lu Muchi’s villa. Lu Muchi hadn’t come back yet.
He parked the car, carried an empty bag, and went up to the second floor under the servants’ gaze.
Walking into the empty room and closing the door, Yan Heqing took out his phone to check WeChat.
As he thought, it was the class group. Yang Rucheng posted an announcement.
[Next week there is a week-long mountain activity!]
Before Yan Heqing could look closely, a friend request popped up.
From Bio-Science Class 2.
Gu Xingye.