Chapter 134: Date 2

Just as Su Xiyan appeared at the restaurant entrance, she already felt a scorching gaze, and her whole body stiffened.

She glanced sideways, and when she saw it was Yan Moci, her heart couldn't help but speed up.

It's truly strange; in these five years Su Xiyan has indeed encountered excellent men, but no matter how outstanding, wealthy, or handsome a man's pursuit was, it never made her heart race like it does now.

She tried hard to control her emotions, but her ears gradually flushed red, and Su Xiyan couldn't help but lightly bite her lower lip.

Seeing her action, Yan Moci's eyes instantly deepened.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and Yan Moci spoke in a seductive voice:

"I never expected that Miss Su would actually be the attending physician who performed my surgery a month ago."

Su Xiyan didn't expect Yan Moci to only now know this; it seems Dongzi told him.

She nodded, indicating her agreement.

"I just don't know why, after your surgery was just completed, Miss Su, you hurriedly left."

Regarding this matter, in fact Su Xiyan also felt guilty at the time; now that she intends to be frank with Yan Moci, she simply speaks openly:

"Actually, Mr. Yan, to be frank, at that time I performed the surgery on you alone in China."

And my two daughters were staying abroad in the home of an elderly lady, but because that lady's identity is rather complicated.

this provoked revenge from her enemies; coincidentally, I learned of this while video-calling them.

Worried for my daughters' safety, I had to immediately return to their side.

Even now, thinking back to my hasty departure then, I still feel deeply sorry.

Upon hearing Su Xiyan's version, which was completely different from what the Yan Family and Su Yimeng had said, Yan Moci astonishingly subconsciously chose to believe Su Xiyan.

According to Yan Laotaiye and Su Yimeng, this doctor, after performing his surgery, suffered a severe complication; with no recourse, she feared being held responsible and fled overnight, and if Su Yimeng had not produced the supposed secret rare research result at the critical moment, he might have died.

"Miss Su, I know very well how important a mother's concern for her children's safety is."

"In that situation, I think your choice was completely fine, and I accept your apology."

Yan Moci's response was appropriate and reasonable, instantly raising his standing in Su Xiyan's heart.

"Thank you for your understanding."

However, settling the score, regarding the research results, Su Xiyan still needs to say:

"Mr. Yan, actually, although I left then, I left the research results I had worked on for four full years to your attending physician at the time, Dr. Sun."

"Furthermore, regarding the process of your surgery, I fully recorded it in an illustrated format for their later treatment of you."

"This should have been done by me as compensation for my departure."

"But later, when I saw this Nobel Prize, your fiancée Su Yimeng, Miss Su, actually used my results to win the award; I cannot condone your act of stealing others' research."

The more Su Xiyan spoke, the deeper Yan Moci's gaze became; he never imagined that behind that so‑called crucial research result lay such a secret!

Su Xiyan saw Yan Moci's eyes shift from faint doubt to sudden realization to a hint of anger, and she faintly guessed the truth of the matter.

Perhaps it truly is exactly as Tangtang and Tiantian said: in fact, Yan Moci has been kept in the dark from beginning to end!

Yan Moci narrowed his eyes dangerously and promised:

"Miss Su, regarding what you just said about Su Yimeng stealing your research results, rest assured I will investigate thoroughly and give you an answer."

Su Xiyan nodded, indicating her acceptance.

"But..." Yan Moci added, "Miss Su, there is one point I must clarify."

"That is, Su Yimeng is not my fiancée."

"Mr. Yan, this is a private matter between you and Su Yimeng; I don't need you to explain it to me."

"If I say I think it's necessary?"

Su Xiyan's breath caught for a beat; she lifted her head and scrutinizingly looked at Yan Moci, as if trying to see through his intention.

"Mr. Yan, I don't understand what you mean."

Yan Moci smiled, lightly raised his wine glass toward Su Xiyan in a gesture, "You understand."

Su Xiyan is no longer a little girl; for Yan Moci's such straightforward hint, she naturally understands.

But,

Su Xiyan lightly bit her teeth, "Mr. Yan, I am the mother of two children."

Yan Moci snorted coldly, "So what?"

Su Xiyan felt she needed to emphasize, "I already have children, Mr. Yan; don't you think your words and actions are overstepping?"

"Someone of your status and position has no need to be a male lover on the side."

Yan Moci originally wanted to elegantly sip a mouthful of red wine, but the three words 'male lover' made him choke instantly.

"Pfft—"

Seeing Yan Moci's embarrassed state, Su Xiyan couldn't help but laugh.

Since becoming a mother, Su Xiyan has rarely laughed like this.

Seeing Su Xiyan's smile, still as clear and pure as a girl's, Yan Moci's eyes darkened.

Being gazed at like this, Su Xiyan felt the warmth rising in her cheeks; whether from the alcohol or not, she continually felt Yan Moci looked extraordinarily familiar.

Just then, the sound of a violin rose.

Yan Moci slowly rose to his feet, approached Su Xiyan, and slowly extended one hand toward her,

"Miss Su, I don't know if I have this honor—may I ask you to dance with me?"

At this moment, Yan Moci's eyes full of affection made Su Xiyan unable to refuse; she extended one hand, but she still reminded him:

"Mr. Yan, dancing is fine, but please remember what I just reminded you of."

Grasping Su Xiyan's hand, Yan Moci, without allowing refusal, pulled her before him; they entered an empty dance floor, and the dim lighting made the whole atmosphere ambiguous to the extreme.

"Miss Su, your current appearance makes me willing to be lowly."

"Miss Su, your current appearance makes me willing to be lowly."

Her ear itched, and Su Xiyan couldn't help wanting to dodge, but Yan Moci gave her no chance.

As the music's tempo quickened, Yan Moci suddenly tightened his arms.

In an instant, the space between them sealed tightly, leaving no gap.