Mu Yiliang felt like she had been asleep for a very, very long ti.
She looked around at the ceiling in a daze, finally recalling the scene before she fell into a coma... Yan Sijue ca to rescue her!
So, she should be safe now, right?
Mu Yiliang struggled to sit up from the bed, her body still aching, and she couldn’t help but frown.
"Awake?" A low, husky voice suddenly rang out.
Mu Yiliang was startled and turned her head toward the source of the voice, revealing a puzzled expression: "You are..."
The person was backlit, making it hard for her to see the person’s appearance clearly at first, but judging from the silhouette and voice, it seed to be a woman.
Where was Yan Sijue? Wasn’t it him who saved her? Or was it an illusion caused by her overthinking?
While Mu Yiliang was still in a daze, the woman had already walked over to her, sat down by her bed, and raised an eyebrow: "How do you feel? You had a bit of a fever last night."
It was only then that Mu Yiliang got a clear look at her.
Imdiately, her eyes widened in surprise!
"You are... you are..."
"I’m your aunt." The woman smiled, "My na is Mu Ning."
Mu Yiliang scread in shock: "You’re Ah Ning?!"
Mu Yiliang was utterly stunned; she never expected that the first person she’d see upon waking would be the Ah Ning Nie Qing often talked about!
Then she caught another piece of information implied in the woman’s words.
"Aunt...?"
"That’s why we look so alike." Mu Ning examined her, "You look exactly like I did when I was young."
The information was overwhelming, and having just woken up, Mu Yiliang’s mind was still foggy, unable to process everything; she was in a state of stupor.
"Nie Qing didn’t hurt you, did he? If he did anything to you, I’m sorry." She stood up and casually pulled a cigarette from her bag, but rembering Mu Yiliang was present, she put it back, "Since you’re awake, I’ll take my leave—tell Yan Sijue he owes for this."
"Wait! Wait a minute!" Mu Yiliang quickly stopped her, "You... you’re really my aunt? Why have I never heard of you before?"
"Oh..." Mu Ning chuckled, "When I was young, I was quite rebellious, and Father was ashad of , so he kicked out of the house."
Mu Yiliang said with so difficulty, "Grandfather... but no one ever ntioned..."
"Maybe he thought I was disgraceful?" Mu Ning mused, showing no sign of resentnt, as if rely stating an ordinary fact, "As long as you know, just don’t ntion in front of your grandfather, it would be unfilial if he gets upset."
Then she blew a kiss to Mu Yiliang: "Bye-bye."
"Wait... wait!" Mu Yiliang, full of questions, couldn’t bear to let her leave just like that, "Where’s Yan Sijue?"
"Oh, he stayed by your side all night. His assistant just ca to get him to handle so matters." The woman glanced at her, "He seems to care a lot about you."
Hearing this, Mu Yiliang breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that seeing Yan Sijue before she lost consciousness wasn’t just her imagination.
At that mont, the room door opened, and Yan Sijue walked in.
Mu Yiliang was montarily stunned, then threw off the covers, jumped out of the bed, and plunged into his arms!
Slling the familiar scent of the man, her tears couldn’t help but fall.
Yan Sijue hugged her tightly, his voice still hoarse: "Don’t be scared, it’s all over."
"...I missed you so much." She choked up, "I was so afraid I would never see you again."
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