Chapter 30
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"Does it still hurt?"
Yuan Xuan asked softly when he saw that she was almost done eating.
Mu Chenyan was stunned for a moment. Her almond-shaped eyes drooped and she thought for a long time without saying anything. She then realized that he was asking about her face.
She reached out and touched her cheek. It was still burning with pain just now, but now that she was chewing with all her might, she did not feel much pain anymore.
Mu Chenyan lowered her head and smiled without saying anything. Yuan Xuan thought that she was still in pain and could not help but lean over to take a look.
Mu Chenyan could feel the faint mint scent of the man approaching her. Her nostrils were quickly filled with his scent and she felt uncomfortable all over.
She suddenly raised her head and met the man's deep and dark almond-shaped eyes that were filled with deep concern.
Mu Chenyan took a few steps back. After she was a safe distance away from him, she shook her head calmly and softly said, "What's the big deal about such a small matter? Which one of the beatings I received in prison wasn't worse than this? "
Yuan Xuan's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. He gritted his teeth and asked word by word, "Who beat you?"
Mu Chenyan suddenly wanted to laugh when she saw Yuan Xuan's incredulous expression. However, her forbearing personality caused her to forcefully suppress the urge to laugh. The corners of her mouth slightly revealed a hint of mockery.
Yuan Xuan's dark eyes darkened slightly. They were as dark as an ancient pond and were stirred up by Mu Chenyan's words.
Without waiting for Mu Chenyan's reply, he asked again, "You're saying that someone beat you in prison?"
Mu Chenyan obviously did not want to answer this question. Her cold and elegant little face was dyed with a layer of red because of her fluctuating emotions. However, she pretended to be calm on the surface, causing Yuan Xuan's heart to twitch.
He was helpless against Mu Chenyan's indifference and could only slowly sit back in his seat. For the first time, a kind of panic shrouded his heart.
Perhaps things were developing in a direction that he could not predict.
Mu Chenyan suddenly stood up and looked at Yuan Xuan condescendingly. Her big black eyes were rippling and the tears that she had been holding back were about to burst.
She sniffled and lightly said, "Don't tell me that you don't know about those filthy things. All this while, I've always thought that it was your idea to take revenge on me for killing your childhood sweetheart. Therefore, I've never resisted. You should be very satisfied with this result, right? … "
After Mu Chenyan finished speaking, she left her seat in large strides to avoid the awkwardness caused by Yuan Xuan's explanation. She exited the restaurant and sat in the back seat of the car.
With a cold expression, Yuan Xuan followed her into the car. His hands stroked the steering wheel as he looked at the woman through the rearview mirror. Although she looked calm on the surface, her heart was in turmoil …
As the car passed through the traffic, Yuan Xuan could clearly feel her sobbing. Her shoulders trembled as she tried to suppress it …
**
Before they arrived at the Yuan Family Mansion, Mu Chenyan leaned against the seat and fell asleep.
Yuan Xuan could not bear to wake her up. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. She was 1.7 meters tall, but she weighed less than 50 kilograms. He did not know how this woman had endured those two years of hardship.
Yuan Xuan had sent her there because he didn't want her to be involved in the Mu Family's whirlpool. He didn't want her to become a sacrifice when the Mu Family collapsed.
Therefore, he had also made arrangements inside. He thought that Mu Chenyan would receive special care.
If she had not said it herself today, Yuan Xuan would never have believed that she would be mistreated in prison under his protection.
He did not dare to imagine that Luo Hai's number one socialite, who used to be so arrogant and indulgent, would one day become a prisoner and be mistreated. How did she endure those 700 days?
Moreover, he had only visited her once in those two years. How much despair and pain must she have felt?
He was afraid that she would hate him as much as she loved him back then!
…
Yuan Xuan gently placed the woman on the bed.
Ah Fu had already tidied up the clothes sent from the mall and hung them in the cloakroom.
Looking at these gorgeous clothes, Ah Fu seemed a little excited. When she saw that the Young Master had returned with his wife in his arms, the little girl's face was filled with a sweet smile.
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