She Lost Memory Before the Divorce Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Chapter 250: Open and Covert Struggles (2) Chapter 250: Chapter 250: Open and Covert Struggles (2) Luo Ning rose to her feet, her shawl sliding off her fair shoulders onto the sofa, and she even forgot to wear her slippers as she ran over.

Such an almost disgraceful action made Mu Lan unable to help thinking about who the other person might be.

“Why did you come back so early today?”

Luo Ning spoke with a tone of surprise, and the moment the other person spoke, Mu Lan froze there, unable to move for quite a while.

“Do you have guests?”

Pei Zhao looked in the direction of the living room, and found the slim silhouettes somewhat familiar.

Especially the person wearing a black suit and neat short hair…

Yun Xi also recognized Pei Zhao's voice, her serious face showing a trace of impatience, clearly she didn't think it was a coincidence.

“I'm discussing the matters of the gown with my designer, would you like to give some advice?”

Luo Ning's tone was soft and clearly coquettish.

“Sure.”

Pei Zhao's wheelchair came to a stop in front of the sofa, meeting Yun Xi's stern gaze immediately.

“This is Miss Mu, the designer of my gown this time.”

Luo Ning introduced warmly, her flirtatious eyes moving back and forth between the two, seemingly observing something.

“Didn't expect this coincidence.”

Pei Zhao's gaze fell on Yun Xi, his response tone somewhat lazy.

Looking up at Pei Zhao, Mu Lan's face bore no superfluous expressions.

“Mr. Pei.”

Luo Ning showed a surprised expression, displaying a charming smile on her face.

“You know each other?”

A cold light flashed in Pei Zhao's eyes, his smile not reaching his eyes as he spoke in a neither cold nor warm tone.

“Of course.”

Luo Ning's heart pricked with pain, but she feigned innocence, her smile unwavering.

“That really is fate. I really liked Miss Mu's designs and never would have expected that you knew each other.”

Mu Lan watched them interact back and forth, feeling that their act wasn't very convincing.

With so many coincidences in the world, why did she have to witness this one? She really didn't believe it.

Not continuing this topic, Mu Lan kept a light smile, looked at Luo Ning with a tone that was plain and not warm.

“Miss Luo, could you specify your requirements for the gown a bit more? I will provide a flat draft in a few days.”

A dark gleam flashed in Luo Ning's eyes.

“You are the professional, I trust Miss Mu's design. Today is a good day, we should open a bottle of fine wine to celebrate, I'll pick a bottle.”

Completely ignoring the slightly eerie atmosphere, Luo Ning walked towards the wine cellar, not giving anyone a chance to refuse.

Only three people remained in the living room, Yun Xi's gaze at Pei Zhao full of guard.

“Luo Ning and I…”

Just as Pei Zhao began to speak, Mu Lan interrupted:
“Mr. Pei, this is your private matter.”

Pei Zhao glanced at Yun Xi, noticing she was sitting there as immovable as a mountain, as always expressionless.

“I'm afraid you might misunderstand that Luo Ning and I conspired to trick you into coming here, Luo Ning does not know that I know you.”

Seeing his explanation like this, Mu Lan mistook it as him being afraid that Luo Ning would misunderstand their relationship. It seemed Huo Tingxiao was right, his approach to her was entirely because of Huo Tingxiao, Pei Zhao had someone else in his heart, and from Luo Ning's reaction just now, it seemed he was testing.

No wonder she always felt Luo Ning's gaze on her was a bit strange, without a clear reason, it turns out it was because of Pei Zhao.

Truly troublesome, she didn't want to get involved in someone else's emotional entanglements.

“Now that you know, let's all be more open in the future, wouldn't you agree, Mr. Pei?”

Pei Zhao was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say.

Luo Ning picked a bottle of wine to be decanted and instructed the kitchen on what dishes to prepare, quite like the lady of the house.

During the meal, Yun Xi showed no intention of taking a seat, which caused Pei Zhao to raise his eyebrow.

“Miss Yun need not be polite; join us.”

Yun Xi didn't even blink, standing behind Mu Lan and coldly declined:
“There's no need.”

Luo Ning looked at Yun Xi, her attractive eyebrows smiling.

“Miss Mu's assistant seems a bit too restrained.”

Mu Lan explained in a mild voice,
“She's not my assistant.”

Pei Zhao looked at Yun Xi, his gaze filled with obscure emotions.

“Miss Yun is a bodyguard and is very clear about her responsibilities.”

A hint of surprise flashed through Luo Ning's eyes, not because of Yun Xi's iciness or Mu Lan's distantly polite demeanor, but because of Pei Zhao.

His actions, though subtle, were protective, and Luo Ning noticed it.

“Even a bodyguard has to eat; surely Miss Mu isn't that strict?”

Yun Xi glanced briefly at Luo Ning, her eyes as sharp as knives; Luo Ning felt the hostility but didn't mind it at all. After all, a bodyguard was nothing more than an appetizer to her.

“Yun Xi isn't comfortable with it and doesn't like it; I do not like to force others into actions.”

Mu Lan's response was neither salty nor bland, sensing that this meal was indeed a trap; Luo Ning would be difficult to handle based on this dinner alone.

Luo Ning cut into her steak and ate slowly with grace, showing no signs of displeasure on her face.

Yet throughout the meal, she kept glancing at Mu Lan, who pretended not to notice with a serene facade.

“I've heard that Miss Mu is married? It's rare in our circle to marry so young.”

Mu Lan continued chewing, responding placidly,
“Been married for many years.”

Surprise deepened in Luo Ning's eyes; she looked instinctively at Pei Zhao, only to see his gaze turn icy, clearly irritated by her, but Luo Ning was not deterred and continued to prod.

“Oh, it seems the love is genuine; girls are like that, wishing to marry the one they love, emotionally driven.”

This remark seemed pointed, and Mu Lan did not wish to delve into it, as others' private matters hardly piqued her interest.

Mu Lan simply smiled in response, neither confirming nor denying, while Luo Ning took a sip of red wine before steering towards the main topic.

“Actually, I am curious how you two met, as Pei Zhao hasn't mentioned it before.”

Setting down her knife and fork, Mu Lan picked up her glass, took a small sip, and looked up at Luo Ning, the two women's eyes meeting, one filled with eager curiosity, the other calm as still water.

“If Mr. Pei hasn't mentioned it, he obviously thinks it's trivial; if Miss Luo is so curious, perhaps Mr. Pei should answer directly.”

Clearly, Luo Ning hadn't expected Mu Lan to be so unwilling to be at a disadvantage, every phrase meant to hold her own, which she had not anticipated that Pei Zhao liked.

“How could it be trivial, our fate started many years ago, just recently rekindled.”

The words “rekindled fate” tightened Luo Ning's grip on her glass, unable to regain her composure for a long while.

Mu Lan looked amusingly at Pei Zhao.

“It appears Mr. Pei has been abroad too long, his Chinese has regressed quite a bit; 'rekindled fate' isn't used in this way.

I'm almost done eating; I won't disturb your intimate world any longer, Miss Luo. I will finalize the details with you once I complete the sketches.”

Luo Ning watched as Mu Lan gracefully wiped the corner of her mouth and then stood up, showing no intention of staying longer, a flicker of light in her eyes.

“Miss Mu, there is something else I'd like to ask of you.”

Chapter end

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