Thank You, Chuchu

The Qin family's banquet ended three days later.

After returning to Tong City, Luo Nanchu went to Yin Mobei's company and passed the medicine that Qin Luohuan had given her to a receptionist. As for whether Yin Mobei would accept the medicine, she didn't bother to care.

News regarding the Qin family's return to Tong City began to increase. Occasionally, news about the Qin family would appear on television.

Luo Nanchu was helpless in the face of everything that was happening. She knew that Qin Luohuan's heart was set on bringing Qin Su away because she could not watch as her own brother's daughter was humiliated by the hands of the enemy.

However, Luo Nanchu was worried about them. Yin Mobei was not a normal person and would never let the Qin family leave. Ever since Yin Mobei became the head of the Yin family, it had unprecedentedly powered ahead and rose one level higher than it had been half a year ago.

The Qin family had already fallen. How were they supposed to snatch someone away from the Yin family?

Luo Nanchu could not help but worry about these matters.

A month after the banquet, Luo Nanchu received a call from Qin Luohuan.

"What's the matter, Auntie Qin?"

It was a warm and sunny afternoon, but as Qin Luohuan's voice came over from the other end of the phone call, it made Luo Nanchu feel cold.

"Chuchu, can you help Auntie out with something?"

"Mm, sure."

"My people will be able to get Susu out tomorrow," Qin Luohuan stated in a low voice. "Can you help me stall Fu Tingyuan for one night? Don't let him answer Yin Mobei's calls."

"Auntie…" Luo Nanchu was stunned.

"Please, Chuchu." Qin Luohuan's voice was hoarse now, and it sounded like she was about to cry.

She pleaded, "This is our only chance—Chuchu, please help me. Susu has suffered too much in his hands, and I cannot take it anymore."

Qin Luohuan was unmarried, but had raised Qin Su as her own daughter since she was little. Qin Luohuan's anguish over Qin Su for the past six months was unfathomable.

Luo Nanchu sighed softly and replied, "I will try my best, Auntie, but you must know that my relationship with Fu Tingyuan is no different from Susu and Yin Mobei's. I cannot guarantee that I will be able to stall him."

"Thank you, Chuchu." Qin Luohuan's voice choked. "Thank you so much."

Luo Nanchu sighed internally. She could not offer any advice to Qin Luohuan and could only try to fulfill her wish.

Moreover, Luo Nanchu also hoped that Qin Su could escape from Yin Mobei.

There were too many unhappy people around her. If someone became even slightly happy, her heart would fill with joy as well.

…

The next night, Fu Tingyuan came over after work.

After Luo Nanchu accompanied him to dinner, Fu Tingyuan went up to the study alone.

Luo Nanchu sat on the sofa for a while before going to the kitchen to warm up a glass of milk. She then brought it to the bedroom.

She took out a box of pills from the dresser and pursed her lips. She ate one of them herself before placing one in the glass of milk.

It was only after all of the pill had dissolved that she dared to breathe deeply. Carrying the milk, she walked over, knocked on Fu Tingyuan's door, and opened it.

The light in the study was still on. The man sitting at the office desk looked over.

"Mr. Fu, do you want some milk?" Luo Nanchu asked as she walked over and put the milk down.

She was wearing a light yellow nightdress, her untied hair was resting on her shoulders, and she looked lovable. When Fu Tingyuan looked up at her, his gaze flashed slightly.

Recently, maybe due to some misperception, he felt like Luo Nanchu looked prettier. It made him want to look at her more, and this urge was out of his control.

Or perhaps it wasn't her who had changed, but that something in his heart had changed.

Luo Nanchu felt his gaze on her and hid her internal anxiety.

She looked up at him and asked softly, "Don't you want it?"