After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267: Chapter 267: Shengsheng is So Hot You Could Fry an Egg on Her Wow

The young girl’s dreamy murmurs, though unconscious, were very clear.

Li Muchen heard them, heard them clearly.

And behind him, Chen An also heard them and couldn’t help but stop in his tracks, stunned.

What is Miss saying?

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Tan Yuan... doesn’t that sound like a person’s name? And it even seems to be a man’s name.

What’s scarier is that Miss seemed a bit pained when she murmured this name in her sleep??

This this this...

Just as Chen An was worrying about his boss overthinking because of this, Li Muchen indeed took a deep breath, turned his head, and looked at him.

Although his face remained calm, his breathing was not steady; then he asked Chen An, "... Does someone close to her have the name Tan Yuan?"

As a top assistant, Chen An was well-acquainted with his boss’s wife’s background and the people she knew like the back of his hand.

So the moment Li Muchen spoke, his brain engaged like a search engine, whirring to life at high speed.

However, after a long search, there was no one whose name matched.

This means, if it really is a person’s name, or indeed a man’s name, then this is someone they don’t know, someone the young girl knows.

Chen An absolutely did not believe that Miss would have anything to do with another man, and even less did he wish for his boss to overthink or become disheartened.

So he immediately played dumb and asked, "President Li, what Tan Yuan are you talking about?"

Li Muchen said, "The name she just mentioned."

"What name, the one Miss just mentioned wasn’t any Tan Yuan, it’s sweet dumpling," Chen An said with a serious face. "I think Miss might be craving sweet dumplings since there wasn’t even food on the table when we went to the restaurant, she must be hungry because she didn’t have dinner."

"Sweet dumpling?" Li Muchen pondered for a moment, "But I clearly heard..."

"President Li, you probably didn’t hear right," Chen An interjected promptly, "It happens when people age."

Li Muchen gave Chen An a silent glance, "... I recall, you’re half a year older than me."

"Really," Chen An said, unfazed, firmly stating, "Maybe it’s because I have a younger mindset."

So what’s the relationship between a younger mindset and not hearing properly?

Li Muchen saw that Chen An didn’t want him to overthink it, and he himself also felt that the girl’s words were just a dreamtalk, likely meaningless murmurs, so he let it go.

"You go check on Chen Shu first, if he’s not awake, have someone prepare for visitors."

"Alright, I understand, President Li," Chen An promptly nodded in agreement.

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Lu Youye couldn’t contain his impatience, not caring about or minding the adults’ pleasantries, with only Lu Sheng on his mind, he directly asked Li Muchen: "Where is Shengsheng? Where is Shengsheng?"

Jiang Ting couldn’t help but smack him lightly, "You child! So impolite, you don’t even say hello first."

"It’s alright, Aunt Jiang, there’s no need for formalities between us."

Li Muchen looked towards Lu Youye, speaking without any airs, "Shengsheng is upstairs in my bedroom. She has been asleep ever since she came back and hasn’t woken up. I’ll take you upstairs to see her, let’s talk as we walk."

"Okay," Lu Jingyan readily agreed, directly having the Li Family’s servants take the vase brought by Jiang Ting. All of them were focused on Lu Sheng and really weren’t in the mood for formalities.

The entire Li Family’s decor was tasteful, understatedly luxurious but not ostentatious. On the way upstairs, Li Muchen briefly explained what had happened that evening.

He only said that the person Lu Sheng met was also unconscious, so they still didn’t know the specifics but asked them not to worry, assuring that he would handle the situation.

When everyone entered the bedroom together and looked up, they saw the slender girl with her eyes closed, lying on the large bed, her black hair scattered over her shoulders, and her cheeks rosy.

A white fever-reducing patch was stuck to her forehead, and an IV needle was inserted into her pale hand. The medicine bottle hanging on the rack dripped its contents slowly through the long IV tube.

"Shengsheng, ooh..."

Seeing his sister like this, Lu Youye’s heart shattered. His eyes instantly reddened, and he ran to the bedside to hold Lu Sheng’s hand.

He carefully touched Sheng’s face and neck to check her temperature. Alarmed by this temperature, he couldn’t help but cry out.

"Why is Shengsheng so hot?! She’s burning up, you could fry an egg on her, ooh, my Shengsheng..." Lu Youye’s heart was breaking.

"... Lu Youye," Lu Youming raised his head, silently glanced at his sobbing little brother, "if you can’t speak properly, you might as well say less."