C11 Aren't You Lonely

On the empty and luxurious floor of the office, it was half dark. Mu Yan Chen's tall and slender figure confidently walked towards the door. He raised his hand and turned off the light. The large central air-conditioning system hummed as it shut down.

Lan Xi's long eyelashes trembled, and darkness instantly covered her small face.

In the darkness, besides the clear sound of the man's leather shoes in front of him, he could only hear his own breathing. Lan Xi immediately woke up from her half awake state, completely enlightened …

In this world, it was fine for her to show weakness to anyone, but the only thing she couldn't do was face this man in front of her.

Even if she was his brother, even if they were related by blood, he didn't have any stance to love or care for her. Even if she was brother, even if he was related by blood, he didn't have any stance to love or care for her.

An inexplicable sense of bitterness flashed through her heart. She took a glance at the scene before her, lowered her eyes, and immediately ran to catch up.

He was running a bit too slowly. Just as the elevator door was about to close, Lan Xi jumped in, and her dress was almost caught.

Mu Yan Chen looked helplessly at the slim girl who jumped in. Her steps were unstable, and she was about to charge at him even though she couldn't control her momentum. He frowned, and subconsciously wrapped his arm around her to reduce the force of her jump in.

The elevator door slowly closed with a flurry of sounds.

Mu Yan Chen's expression darkened after the elevator door closed.

A cold light flashed through his eyes. He pursed his lips and took a step back. His arm moved away from her waist and supported her under the armpits — —

"Stand still."

The cold voice that suddenly dropped was extremely similar to a teacher who was punishing a primary school student with his anger.

Lan Xi also trembled. She clearly felt that powerful force move from her waist to her armpit. She staggered to her feet, and her clear eyes looked up, colliding with the man's incomparably charming and threatening eyes.

Her breathing began to falter. With a slight blush, she pulled away and stood obediently by the side of the elevator.

Mu Yan Chen's phone rang at this moment, concealing his iciness and awkwardness.

Lan Xi looked at him and asked, "Why aren't you accepting it?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized she had said something stupid. It was stupid, the elevator signal was weak, even a fool would understand.

Mu Yan Chen lowered his eyes, not saying a word.

He only picked up when he got out of the elevator. Nie Mingxuan's voice was filled with anticipation as he said, "I'm in a private room on the third floor. You can just tell me my name." After a while, he said, "You're alone?"

"Yes." Mu Yan Chen's voice was calm.

"This is the meaning of being single?" The voice was teasing.

Mu Yan Chen didn't say anything, but shot a cold glance at the young girl walking by herself. With her lips pressed lightly against the receiver, she said, "Wait a moment, I still have something to do."

Before the other party could ask him what was the matter, the signal had already been cut off.

When they got in the car, there was not a single sound from the passersby. Mu Yanchen thought that she was sleeping again and felt a lot more at ease. The coldness and vigilance in the corner of his eyes lessened as he elegantly drove with one hand on the window while the other gently curled up against his cold lips.

The city, which had not returned for more than ten years, was peaceful and quiet, as if all its sins and resentments had never happened.

"Mu Yanchen."

Suddenly, a soft voice came from his side, carrying a hint of laziness and loneliness similar to cotton candy.

Mu Yan Chen's eyelids jumped.

He pursed his lips but did not say anything, subconsciously knowing that she still had more to say.

Lan Xi bit his lips, and raised his small face to look at the city's starry sky. He said, "In the past, when my mother was still alive, I always felt that my only child was very happy. But now that my mother is gone, I feel really unfair. Why didn't I come to a brother or sister to share the pain with me? "Everyone is equally pitiful, so they don't feel that they're pitiful anymore …"

She lowered her head and thought for a moment. Suddenly, she thought of something and looked at him with a confused expression on her face.

"Mu Yan Chen, I heard from Aunt Mo that you've been abroad for over ten years. Don't you feel very lonely?"