She Lost Memory Before the Divorce

Chapter 93: Chapter 093 – Your Surname is Yun too?
 

Sheng Xueqin, touched, grabbed her cousin’s hand, her tone laced with a hint of choking.

“Qianqian, I’m truly happy that you’re standing up for me like this. My caring for you hasn’t been in vain.”

“Sis, what are you saying? Of course, I have to protect you. Grandpa values you so much, and you are the future heir of our family. If I don’t protect you, who will I protect?”

Sheng Xueqian looked at her with naive eyes, full of admiration.

But a trace of disdain flickered through Sheng Xueqin’s eyes. In her mind, someone like Sheng Xueqian wasn’t worthy of being her sister at all. Losing one’s ambition for fripperies, she didn’t choose to become the distinguished young miss of the Sheng Family but instead went off to make her way in the entertainment industry. That wouldn’t have mattered if she’d made a name for herself, but she was neither here nor there in terms of fame.

Fortunately, she wasn’t interested in the company’s affairs; otherwise, she would have had to be wary of her.

“I know you care about me wholeheartedly, sweetheart. Have you recently taken a liking to any bags? Let me buy one for you as a reward.”

At the mention of this, Sheng Xueqian perked up immediately.

“Really? Last time I saw someone with a Himalayas, and I really want one too…”

Sheng Xueqin’s face maintained its smile, but internally she couldn’t help cursing. This was straight-up extortion—a bag costing hundreds of thousands! She had some nerve asking her for it!

“Sis, if you think that bag is too expensive, I could change my choice.”

Without Sheng Xueqian saying that, it would have been fine, but such words made Sheng Xueqin feel even more trapped. She, the distinguished young miss of the Sheng Family, couldn’t possibly consider a bag worth a few hundred thousand too expensive—that would be utterly shameful to admit.

“If you want it, of course it’s not expensive.”

“I knew you’re the best to me, sister.”

With one sentence, a bag was given away. Sheng Xueqin wasn’t short of money, but it was still irritating. After all, she didn’t care much for this cousin. However, thinking about having her as a shield to attract fire for herself, it seemed fair to call it a compensation. Having spent the money, she could only comfort herself in silence.

“Xueqian, do you remember Qu Wei?”

“The eldest Miss from the Qu Family? I heard she’s quite wild. Why do you bring her up, sister?”

“Oh, it’s nothing, just…”

She feigned difficulty purposely, piquing Sheng Xueqian’s curiosity.

“Just what? Did she cause trouble for you? I heard she’s not someone to be messed with, you need to stay away from her.”

Sheng Xueqin, of course, knew that Qu Wei wasn’t someone to be trifled with, but as long as she could be used for her own purposes that was fine.

“Don’t worry, it’s not about me, it’s…”

“Tingxiao? He’s gotten involved with Qu Wei again?”

“It might have been someone else who saw them wrong, just saying they were seen in the hotel. You know how the VVIP rooms at the Huo’s hotels are always reserved by him. But it might not be him, maybe the observer was mistaken…”

She deliberately misled Sheng Xueqian; in fact, Sheng Xueqin wanted her to investigate who the man in that room really was!

“It’s so excessive of Tingxiao. I could overlook Mu Lan, but why is he involved with someone like Qu Wei? Don’t worry, I’ll help you confirm who that person really is.”

“No, no, that’s too dangerous. What if it’s a mistake, and it’s not Tingxiao… No, Xueqian, I can’t let you take the risk.”

“Ah, sis, I’m volunteering to help you. I’ll handle any danger myself.”

“You, child, I’m worried about you…”

“Alright, alright, it’s decided. I’ll definitely find out what’s really going on.”

Sheng Xueqin didn’t say any more, merely curling her lips into a small smile. Though the bag cost her several hundred thousand, it was at least an easy-to-handle assistant. Sheng Xueqian was still too green and easily manipulated.

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Maple Forest Garden

Mu Lan struggled for a long time before she finally produced a line drawing; no matter how she looked at it, something seemed off.

She clearly wanted to capture a younger style, so how come every drawing came out with a cold, aloof vibe, like some desperate housewife?

She tucked the pencil behind her ear, stood up, and stretched out, stepping out of the storeroom. At that moment, Li Sao had just simmered a pot of aromatic and rich soup, the fragrance wafting out from the small kitchen and making one’s mouth water.

“That smells delicious.”

“Corn rib soup, simmered with a gentle fire since early morning, it has been stewing for six hours. Want a bowl?”

“Sure.”

Mu Lan walked to the dining table and took a bowl of soup from Mrs. Li, savoring it with delight. The taste was as wonderful as ever.

Watching Mu Lan, Mrs. Li paused for a moment, then casually started:

“It’s almost noon, I wonder if the young master has had his lunch.”

“…”

Mu Lan dared not respond, otherwise, she’d have to deliver lunch to Huo Tingxiao. They were giving each other the cold shoulder, and she did not want to go — after all, being too eager to please is no way to do business.

Better to seize this opportunity given she wasn’t feeling particularly inspired, and go out with Yun Xi to change up the atmosphere.

“Mrs. Li, Yun Xi and I are going out for a bit. We’ll have both lunch and dinner outside.”

“But…”

If they were going to eat out, then what about the young master?

Before Mrs. Li could ask, Mu Lan had already gone upstairs to change her clothes.

“Yun Xi, do you want to change your clothes?”

Yun Xi looked down at her black suit indifferently.

“No need.”

“Okay then, as long as you’re happy. Mrs. Li, we’re heading out.”

“Ah, be careful on the road.”

Mrs. Li sighed. How long were these two going to keep up their tiff?

Despite Mu Lan’s enthusiastic shopping at many brand stores, hoping to stimulate her creativity, she didn’t find any inspiration.

Her enthusiasm cooled a bit. Although she had numerous ideas floating in her head, nothing seemed right when it came to putting pen to paper.

As she was wrestling with her thoughts, suddenly an excited female voice came through.

“Mu Lan?”

Mu Lan looked up and, to her surprise, it was Lin Yize’s mother.

“Aunt, how’s your injury?”

Yun Meixian was touched that Mu Lan still remembered her injury.

Somehow, the more she saw of Mu Lan, the more she liked her — it was a pity she was already married. Otherwise, she and her son Yize would have made such a good match.

“It’s healed. Look, I’m fine now. But Yize, he always makes a big fuss over small things. I actually sneaked out today; if he knew, he’d nag me again.”

“The senior is very filial, so of course he would worry about you.”

“Sigh, he’s filial alright, but he doesn’t have the time to keep me company. I know he’s busy with his career, and I don’t want to disturb him.

Having just returned to the country, I’m also feeling a bit… out of place. But I’ll get used to it gradually. It’ll get better.”

Seeing Yun Meixian’s optimistic and proactive attitude, Mu Lan too felt somewhat encouraged. Her bad mood diminished.

“Then I’ll keep you company while you shop.”

“Won’t I be keeping you from your friend?”

“It’s alright, Yun Xi is very easy to talk to.”

Easy to talk to? Yun Xi looked at Mu Lan, wondering if this was some kind of auditory illusion. It was the first time in her life someone described her as easy to talk to.

“Yun Xi? Your surname is Yun too?”

Yun Meixian looked at Yun Xi with a hint of surprise on her face; she knew this surname was quite rare.