Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 87 - 87 87 Mother's Relic_1

87: Chapter 87 Mother’s Relic_1 87: Chapter 87 Mother’s Relic_1 Enveloped in a wave of warmth, Lu Chuan’s trembling body gradually steadied itself.

In a daze, he felt a touch of softness and instinctively pressed closer to it.

Mu Nanqing’s eyes widened, her cheeks flushed with redness, and in order to help Lu Chuan recover as quickly as possible, she could only pretend nothing was amiss and turned her face away.

The following morning.

Lu Chuan woke up from his sleep.

He could still feel a faint warmth and fragrance in his bed, as if not long ago, there had been a delicate body here, sparking endless daydreams.

“I actually had that kind of dream, and it felt so real.

The side effects of the Self-Sacrifice Method are truly bizarre.”

At this time, Mu Nanqing came over with a bowl of soup.

“Xiaochuan, you’re awake.

Do you feel any discomfort?”

Lu Chuan smiled and said, “I’m fine now, sister-in-law.”

Mu Nanqing handed the soup to Lu Chuan, “Then drink this soup quickly, I specially made it for you.”

Lu Chuan took it, smelling the faint scent from Mu Nanqing, and was momentarily startled.

“Huh?

Sister-in-law, why does your scent resemble the one in my bed?”

Mu Nanqing’s face turned red at Lu Chuan’s gaze, and she bashfully asked, “What…

what’s the matter?”

Lu Chuan quickly said, “No, it’s nothing, sister-in-law.

I didn’t do anything foolish while I was unconscious yesterday, did I?”

Mu Nanqing became even more embarrassed, “No, not at all.

You were unconscious; what foolish things could you have done?”

As she said this, she subconsciously tugged at her clothes.

Lu Chuan nodded, “That’s also true.”

He drank the soup, got dressed, and got out of bed.

“It’s time to settle the score with that bitch Qin Lan!”

Mu Nanqing said, “Xiaochuan, maybe we should just let it go.

It’s better not to stir up troubles.”

Lu Chuan calmly said, “If it weren’t for her, sister-in-law wouldn’t have been in danger this time.

If I don’t teach her a lesson, she’ll never learn!”

Mu Nanqing had no choice but to stop trying to prevent him.

Lu Chuan didn’t waste any words and turned to leave the house.

At Qin Lan’s home.

Qin Lan was sitting on the sofa with a face full of fear, glancing at the door from time to time.

Zhou Shufen sat beside her, idly cracking sunflower seeds, clearly bored.

Qin Yiyi had gone out early in the morning, so she was not at home.

“Mom, Lu Chuan definitely won’t let me off easily; he will surely come to settle the score with me.

What should I do?” Qin Lan said in panic.

Zhou Shufen appeared indifferent, “Let him come then.

He’s just a wimp; are we supposed to be afraid of him?

If he dares to come, I’ll show him who’s boss, and let him know that old ginger is spicier!”

Qin Lan was speechless, “Mom, you don’t realize how terrifying Lu Chuan has become.

Even Lew Qing died at his hand!”

Zhou Shufen scoffed, “It doesn’t matter who dies at his hand, he will always be that good-for-nothing in my eyes.

He has to cower when he’s in front of me!”

Bang!

The door was kicked open.

Qin Lan trembled with fright.

She looked towards the doorway and, upon seeing that the person was Lu Chuan, her body couldn’t help shaking even more.

“He…

He’s here!

He’s here!”

Zhou Shufen stood up, her face filled with anger as she glared at Lu Chuan, cursing him fiercely, “You damned thing, who let you kick in our door!

You’ve grown bold, haven’t you!”

She found a broom and, with an imposing air, marched up to Lu Chuan, yelling, “Let me tell you, our door is made from a meteorite from outer space.

Today, if you don’t compensate us with thirty million, don’t even think about leaving!”

Lu Chuan gave her a cold glance, “Scram!”

Zhou Shufen raised the broom to strike Lu Chuan, “You wretched thing, who are you telling to scram!”

Lu Chuan wasted no words.

A slap landed on Zhou Shufen’s face, knocking her to the ground.

Zhou Shufen was dumbfounded, holding her face and shouting at Lu Chuan, “You son of a bitch, you dare hit me!”

Without uttering another word, Lu Chuan slapped her again in the face, “So what if I hit you?

If you utter another half a word, I’ll hit you again!”

Zhou Shufen shrank back, her neck retracting, and she promptly fell silent.

Lu Chuan turned and walked towards Qin Lan.

Qin Lan’s face was pale, and she hid behind the sofa in fear.

“Lu…

Lu Chuan, let’s talk this over nicely…”

Lu Chuan snorted coldly and took a step forward; in an instant, he was in front of Qin Lan, his hand reaching out to clasp her throat.

“Did you think about talking things over nicely when you incited Lew Qing to capture my sister-in-law?

Now you want me to talk nicely with you—do you think that’s possible!”

Qin Lan’s face turned a bright red, almost unable to breathe.

Lu Chuan lifted her from the ground, eyes glaring at her, teeth clenched, “My sister-in-law is the only family I have right now.

By putting her in danger, you’ve crossed my bottom line.

Killing you now wouldn’t be too much!”

Qin Lan struggled frantically, her eyes filling with bloodshot veins.

She looked at Lu Chuan in terror, feeling that this man might indeed kill her.

Desperate to save her life, she quickly said, “If…

if you spare me, I have something your mother left for you.

Don’t you want it?”

Lu Chuan paused, “A memento?

Stop trying to trick me!”

Qin Lan said, “I’m telling the truth.

It was something I secretly took from the box your grandfather left you.

I never told you about this.

You’ll know whether I am lying or not once you see the item.”

Lu Chuan, feeling that Qin Lan didn’t seem to be lying, slowly released his grip on her throat, “What memento?

Bring it out!”

Qin Lan breathed heavily, rubbing her neck, and said, “I can give you the item, but you have to promise to let me go.”

Lu Chuan thought for a moment and then said, “Fine.”

He never intended to actually kill Qin Lan, he was just trying to scare her.

Only then did Qin Lan turn and walk toward her room.

Before long, she returned, holding a very worn envelope in her hand.

Lu Chuan’s gaze landed on the envelope, a hint of curiosity arising in his heart.

He had become an orphan at the age of seven.

The box left by his grandfather, which he had just recently opened, contained nothing that made him think his mother had also left something for him.

“Is this what my mother left for me?” Lu Chuan asked.

Qin Lan nodded, “I was curious back then and secretly opened your box.

There were some things I never touched, and among them was an envelope.”

“Judging from the content on the envelope, it was left for you by your mother.

At the time, I kept it hidden as a way to protect myself, just in case I might need it to negotiate with you someday.

I never thought that day would actually come.”

Lu Chuan reached out to take the envelope.

Written on it in elegant and distinctive calligraphy were the words “For my son Lu Chuan to open personally.”

At the bottom, the name of the signature was indeed Lu Chuan’s mother’s name.

Luo Yunshang!