frightfiction Chapter 517 The Blind Girl Bound by Gratitude (10)
Chapter 517 The Blind Girl Bound by Gratitude (10)
After that dinner, Mu Zhou and Lan Ze's relationship underwent some subtle changes.
For example, Lan Ze would proactively ask Mu Zhou what he did during his day at home.
For example, he, who used to never rest on weekends, would voluntarily take a day off to spend time with Mu Zhou.
Although his so-called rest was just him moving his work back home.
It was Saturday, a day off, so the two went to Mu Zhou's parents' house for dinner.
Lanze's parents had prepared a large table of dishes and were about to sit down when Lanze suddenly received a phone call.
Mu Zhou heard that the person on the other end of the phone was Qin Mo'er.
It seems there's a problem with one set of experimental data, and she's asking Lanze some questions.
Mu Zhou and his parents were already seated at the table, but Lan Ze didn't sit down for a long time, so no one dared to start eating first and could only wait.
Looking at Lan Ze's figure making a phone call not far away, Mu Zhou's mother couldn't help but say:
"Lanze is really busy with work. Is he always like this?"
Mu Zhou curled the corners of his lips slightly:
“He loves his work, and I’ve gotten used to it.”
Looking into Mu Zhou's empty eyes, her mother felt a pang of sadness.
She felt sorry for her daughter when she pursued Lan Ze, mainly because Lan Ze was too cold and showed no tenderness towards her daughter.
She even considered advising her daughter to give up and not get hung up on one person.
But who knew that something like this would happen later?
The two became completely entangled.
I thought things would get better after I got married, but it seems that things are no different from before.
Mu Zhou could hear her mother's sigh, and she groped for her mother's hand to grasp it:
"Mom, I'm fine, you don't need to worry."
She got up, held onto the edge of the table, and walked toward Lan Ze. Lan Ze was about to signal that he was still on the phone when Mu Zhou grabbed his arm.
The warm, soft touch made Lanze stop talking abruptly.
Mu Zhou pulled him out of the room and out into the hallway.
After the door closed, Mu Zhou pulled down his hand from his ear and took his phone before he could react.
"Lanze will be back in the lab soon."
After speaking into the phone, she ignored what the other person was saying and handed the phone back to Lan Ze.
Qin Mo'er on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment before saying:
"Mu Zhou, my senior brother and I are discussing work-related matters. It's quite important. Are we disturbing you?"
Mu Zhou's expression remained unchanged, and he did not respond to Qin Mo'er. He simply gripped Lan Ze's arm again and said in a cold voice:
"You hang up first."
Lan Ze looked at her disapprovingly.
But seeing Mu Zhou's tightly pursed lips and the fingers gripping his forearm so tightly they turned white, he finally said to Qin Mo'er:
"Send it to my email first."
After hanging up, he sighed and looked at Mu Zhou:
"Over at the lab..."
"Does every problem in the lab require your attention? Can't it be solved without you? Do all problems have to be solved by you immediately? Can the lab not function without you?"
Mu Zhou's series of questions successfully shut down Lan Ze's words.
She continued:
"If I remember correctly, your lab is full of top students; any one of them would be a top talent."
Mu Zhou paused for a moment, then tried her best to look in Lan Ze's direction and "meet" him:
"Didn't you notice that when you were on vacation, neither your assistant Yang Xue nor any other colleagues called you specifically to ask you to solve any problems? Everyone was doing their jobs very well."
Lan Ze's lips moved slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes:
"What do you mean?"
"Would it give you a great sense of accomplishment to play the savior, rescuing your junior colleague who is having trouble at work and saving me from blindness?"
"Mu Zhou!"
Lan Ze's face immediately turned ugly.
He understood what Mu Zhou meant.
But he didn't think so.
He wanted to say something more, but Mu Zhou had no desire to continue arguing with him.
She turned her back:
"Since you're so worried about the lab, then go back. Otherwise, my parents will go hungry too."
"Mu Zhou..."
Mu Zhou ignored him and, after opening the door, addressed his parents in the dining room:
"Lanze's lab has run into some problems and he has to go back. Let's eat first."
Mu Zhou's sharp retort left Lan Ze speechless after he followed her in, unable to even offer an explanation.
He looked at Mu Zhou, who didn't even turn his head, hesitated for a few seconds, and then had no choice but to say to Mu Zhou's parents:
"Mom and Dad, I'm leaving now. You two enjoy your meal."
*
Lan Ze returned to the lab, but his mind was filled with Mu Zhou's words.
He felt increasingly suffocated.
After arriving at the research institute, he changed his clothes and went straight to the laboratory.
It's the weekend, so there weren't many people, but Yang Xue happened to be there too.
She was surprised to see Lan Ze:
"Director, what brings you here? But you've come at the perfect time, as I have something I'd like to ask you."
Lan Ze immediately recalled Mu Zhou's words and couldn't help but speak:
"If you have something you want to ask me, why don't you call me?"
Yang Xue blinked, staring blankly at him:
"Why call? It's not urgent. I can just ask you whenever I see you. Besides, you rarely spend time with your wife, so why should I bother you with something so trivial?"
Lan Ze looked at her, seemingly lost in thought.
After all the problems were resolved, Qin Mo'er looked at him and couldn't help but praise him:
"As expected, it still comes down to Senior Brother. He's worth two people in one."
After speaking, she looked at Lan Ze, and thinking of the phone call just now, she cautiously probed again:
Did you have a fight with Mu Zhou?
Lan Ze paused in the act of taking off his work clothes.
He slowly took off his work clothes, neatly folded them, and then said to Qin Mo'er with a serious expression:
"You don't need to call me about these things in the future. I trust you can handle them independently. Or, you can wait until I'm at work."
Qin Mo'er's face froze, a hint of confusion and embarrassment flashing in her eyes:
"Senior brother, did Mu Zhou say something that prevented you from coming back?"
"I'm talking to you about work, don't mention Mu Zhou."
His flat, emotionless voice made Qin Mo'er feel very uncomfortable.
He would never have done this before.
She clearly had a relationship with Mu Zhou, but he protected her and refused to admit it.
Lan Ze put his work clothes away, picked up his car keys, and prepared to leave.
When Qin Mo'er saw that he was about to leave, she hurriedly tried to stop him:
"Senior brother, you've just come back and you're leaving again? This is such a hassle."
“I was supposed to be off today. If you hadn’t called me, I wouldn’t have had to make this trip.”
Watching him leave without looking back, Qin Mo'er stomped her feet in anger.
How can you blame her? It's Lan Ze's own body; he could have just chosen not to come back.
He clearly wanted to come back, but he still insisted on relying on her.
Qin Mo'er's face flushed red with anger.
*
Mu Zhou really didn't expect Lan Ze to come back to pick her up again.
Under her parents' watchful eyes, she took Lan Ze's arm and left.
Her initiative made Lanze's troubled mind feel much better.
The coldness in his eyes and brows dissipated somewhat.
But as soon as they left the room, Mu Zhou let go of his hand, preferring to explore on his own with his cane.
Lan Ze looked at her, his lips pressed tightly together.