Chapter 1153: My Name Is Tao Juran, Yours Is Song Mu—Are You My Boyfriend?
Chapter 1153: Chapter 1153: My Name Is Tao Juran, Yours Is Song Mu—Are You My Boyfriend?
"Cousin, are you hurt?"
"I’m fine, but I don’t know if Song Mu might be harmed. He was holding a gun against Song Mu’s head! It scared me to death!" Liangliang sat uneasily, fearing she’d receive bad news.
"Don’t worry, cousin, everything will be okay." Tang Suiyu held Little Mutang tight in her arms.
Little Mutang might’ve been held too tightly, suddenly waking up.
"Waa waa..."
"Waa waa waa..."
Liangliang’s attention was drawn to the baby; she walked over to look at Little Mutang.
"Looks quite like Ye..." she smiled and said, "They say daughters resemble fathers and are prettier; boys look like mothers and are handsome. This girl will surely be beautiful in the future!"
These words felt comforting somehow.
This daughter indeed resembles Ye Gushen.
Definitely a beauty in the making!
——
Song Mu suddenly stopped the car, "Let’s get out."
"You go ahead, I’ll drive!"
"No gas left."
"Impossible, I just saw there was gas!"
Song Mu ignored her, got out, opened the back door, snatched her gun, and tossed it in the roadside flowers, "You’re coming with me!"
"You..."
Her arm was hurt; she couldn’t fight him off.
"Juran!"
Song Mu’s lips trembled, even his embrace was trembling, "Juran, it’s me!"
"What did you call me?" She frowned, "You know me?"
"Don’t you recognize me?" Song Mu touched her face; it was truly Tao Juran.
He couldn’t be mistaken.
It’s her, it’s her!
"I’m Song Mu..." his voice trembled, nearly unable to speak from excitement, "Juran, you’ve returned..."
"I know you’re Song Mu, you’re quite famous! But I’m really not Juran!" The woman tried to push him away.
"It’s you, it’s you! Come with me, and you’ll know it’s you!"
She was forcibly taken by Song Mu.
——
The woman looked incredulously at the large photo in the room, the young girl’s innocent smile, two cute dimples, and the man embracing her.
Song Mu came out with a medicine box, "Sit down, I’ll dress your wound."
"The person in the photo... is me?" She slowly moved to sit on the sofa.
Song Mu nodded, "Yes, it’s you."
"It’s me? I’m Tao Juran, you’re Song Mu, you’re my boyfriend?" She looked down at Song Mu, squatting beside her, "Don’t you have a girlfriend? The one who got out of the car earlier!"
"That’s fake, we were pretending, you know, showbiz!"
"Fake? But earlier you told her to get out, wasn’t it so she wouldn’t be killed by me?"
"No, it was so we could be alone, so I could bring you back." Song Mu wanted to bandage her properly, but...
The long-missing woman was right before him; he was thrilled, overflowing, his hands still trembling, feeling like a dream.
"Watching your effort, I’d better do it myself!" She took the cotton swabs and gauze from Song Mu’s hand and did it herself.
Song Mu kept his eyes on her actions, so skilled, as if she often did such things.
"You..."
"What have you done these years?"
"Hard to say, did a lot." Tao Juran finished bandaging.
She abruptly stood up, "I’m leaving."
"Leaving? Why leave? Juran, please stay!" Song Mu held her hand, "Can we still be together?"
"Stay?" Tao Juran thought momentarily, "I don’t want to implicate you."
"Maybe, I can help you."