Zero said this on purpose, deliberately making sure Lu Yutian and the two butlers could hear.
A person’s vision and composure can be clearly seen from this matter.
With Zero’s approval, it had to be said, Yun Sang and Lu Xun both let out a sigh of relief.
Lu Mian gently patted Zero on the lower back.
"Go on now!"
"Got it!" Zero, as if having taken advantage, planted a kiss on her fingers and then lightly pressed her lips against Lu Mian’s cheek.
After an unbearably flirtatious air kiss, she straightened up, smiled, and walked into the ergency room with a spring in her step.
Xiao Qimo: ... My wife!
Ye Jinwen: ... My wife!
Yun Sang rolled his eyes at this, thinking to himself, people with wives are always so prone to overthinking.
Not like him—having a sister was more than enough for him.
He raised his arm, slung it over Lu Mian’s shoulder, and grinned cheekily, trying to curry favor. "Still, my sister has the most sway! Tell , sis, what do you want? Just say the word! If you want the stars in the sky, your brother will fetch them for you!"
"Oh? Really?" Lu Mian arched her eyebrow mischievously.
Yun Zhishu stepped forward with a smile, standing next to Lu Mian as she gently pulled her arm free from Lu Yutian’s hold. Her hands hovered montarily in the air before withdrawing, along with any sense of safety and reliance that Lu Yutian had. She was now left standing alone, utterly ignored.
Lu Yutian’s gaze turned dark and somber.
Yun Zhishu paid no mind to these subtleties at all. She rely smiled and said to Lu Mian, "There’s a cot teorite fragnt in the collection at the Jinjing Observatory. If Miss Lu likes it, I can make so inquiries for you."
Yun Sang turned to look at his mother in exasperation. "Mom..."
This was just a figure of speech. Did she really have to take it so seriously?
Straightforward thinkers are like that—when other girls are swooning and going, "How romantic! You’re so sweet to ," their minds are focused on, "How would one practically execute this?"
The problem is, they actually manage to co up with solutions.
Yun Sang glanced at Lu Mian, wanting to console her and suggest she not take it to heart. But before he could speak, he noticed the girl’s eyes sparkling as bright as stars. Then, in her calm and soothing voice, she leisurely replied:
"Dostic observatories are usually tightly regulated. However, at so international auctions, there are often dedicated teorite auctions."
"That’s true." Yun Zhishu nodded, feeling that they were really hitting it off. "Miss Lu, have you ever attended the auction for the teorite coded 1995A?"
"I haven’t. Unfortunately, I wasn’t born yet when that auction took place."
Listening to their back-and-forth exchange, Yun Sang’s face turned green.
Could you two act normal? Seriously?
He could understand why his mother wasn’t acting normal, but the fact that Lu Mian could keep up and even have such an engaging conversation with her about sothing he didn’t understand felt utterly ridiculous.
It was, honestly, quite awkward.
Yun Sang sought help from his father, hoping he could put an end to this boring topic.
Lu Xun approached, pushing up his thick glasses with a gentle smile. "Miss Lu, if you’re ever free, maybe we could attend the next such auction together."
Lu Mian: "Sure."
Yun Sang: ...
"Why do I feel like the three of you are the real family here!" He felt like an outsider, soone who wasn’t even entitled to speak!
Yun Zhishu chuckled, "To be honest, the first ti I saw Miss Lu, I thought she resembled your father when he was young."
That would explain why she had been so taken aback at that mont.
The strange feeling in her heart likely stemd from this.
Lu Xun adjusted his glasses. "Really? I never noticed."
After all, he wasn’t interested in girls’ faces at all. A pile of code was far more appealing to him.
"Well, I’ve never even seen any photos of my dad as a kid!" Yun Sang muttered. "Still, it just goes to show that I have great judgnt when it cos to picking a sister. Right, Qimo?"
Xiao Qimo: ...
Being called out, Xiao Qimo’s face darkened. Watching his wife almost get snatched away, he couldn’t help his petty possessiveness as he pulled Lu Mian into his arms, guarding her carefully. To Yun Zhishu, Lu Xun, and Yun Sang—a family of three—he radiated a strong sense of suspicion and hostility.
Take anything from him, fine. But not his wife.
"Xiao Qimo, give back my sister!" Yun Sang jumped forward, trying to pull Lu Mian away. "You’re not even legally married yet! What’s there to snatch?"
ntioning the words "legally married" was nothing short of plunging a knife into Xiao Qimo’s heart—and twisting it.
Did anyone rember today? He had not only proposed but had also been proposed to. Both were successful!
He and Lu Mian were just one step—a simple legal procedure—away from being officially married.
But then, Lu Yutian had shown up out of nowhere and interrupted his plan!
His journey to win his wife had been rocky beyond belief. Fine. His romance being constantly interrupted? Fine. But now, even the path to getting legally married was this hard?
This would be the second ti!
He had even managed to win over Lu Mian’s ntor! Couldn’t he just get through this last step smoothly for once?
Xiao Qimo’s face was clouded with gloom.
Beside him, Ye Jinwen—playing the role of the loyal friend—patted him on the shoulder in a consoling manner. "Seventh Brother, don’t be upset. Think about all the tis you missed the chance before, and yet, in the end, you still ended up with Little Mianmian. What’s ant to be yours will always be yours!"
After saying that, Ye Jinwen even threw him a "stay strong" kind of look.
Xiao Qimo pressed his hand to his temple, speaking with thinly veiled irritation. "What you’re saying is... however many tis I missed out on her in the past, I have to endure that many punishnts now?"
Ye Jinwen imdiately shrank back.
No, no! That’s not what I ant! Don’t twist my words!
Xiao Qimo’s temple throbbed visibly, increasingly convinced that this was an ominous sign.
Ultimately, Xiao Jianli interrupted their chat with an amused smile. Though he often scorned Qimo for being less than brilliant, he couldn’t help but speak out for his grandson’s sake.
"Let it go, Qimo. Don’t dwell on the past. Victory is just within reach!"
Truthfully, if fate had already subjected his grandson to two rounds of punishnt, the third one would surely be the charm for success!
The old man consoled himself this way.
Soon, Xiao Jianli deftly changed the topic. "Mianmian, what happened to Old Lu this ti wasn’t because of your Nourishing Elixir. You don’t need to feel guilty about it."
Yun Zhishu snapped to attention and chid in, "Yes, we owe it all to Miss Lu this ti. Our family is deeply grateful to you."
Lu Mian shook her head, her deanor gentle yet tinged with a bit of bashfulness, her response straightforward and to the point: "No need to thank . Also, just call Mianmian."
Lu Xun and his wife didn’t stand on ceremony and agreed to it imdiately.
anwhile, Lu Yutian, coldly ignored, could only pretend to remain calm as she kept watch at the ergency room door, her face outwardly worried as she waited for news.
——
Zero changed into proper attire and entered the ergency room, with Du Changyi sheepishly trailing behind her.
Before long, she ca out. The diagnosis wasn’t much different from what Du Changyi had previously ntioned.
"So, the main problem now is that there’s no targeted dication?" Lu Xun confird the key issue, adjusting his glasses as he paced back and forth in the corridor, clearly brainstorming solutions.
Everyone understood that targeted dication wasn’t easy to co by.
If it were, more than half the patients in the hospital would see rapid recoveries and walk out fully cured.
Lu Yutian finally saw her chance. After weighing her options, she walked over to Yun Zhishu’s side, her tone carrying a faint hint of showing off.
She pulled out her phone. "Let give it a try."
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