Chapter 1695 Subverting His Imagination

This seems to be expected and unexpected.

Mu Mengyan looked at his thin face. After all, he had been seriously injured. He was completely drained of energy, but his temperament had not diminished.

This man was born to be a superior person. Even if one day he was stepped into the quagmire, he would still be unyielding.

"I'm going to get you some food." Mu Mengwen went out and brought a bowl of kudzu powder. "The food here is very limited, and we are all self-sufficient. We will go out again after your injury is almost healed."

Yan Xin took the bowl and said, "Thank you."

"My mobile phone was at Locke's house. Later I went to your car to find your mobile phone and reported to my family that they were safe. The signal here is not good, so I called you several times from an unmarked number. There was no signal just after the call." Mu Mengyan returned his phone to him.

Yan Xin took it over and looked at the call history. The number made his face darken.

Mu Mengyan didn't ask who it was, she wouldn't ask.

Yan Xin put his phone aside and wanted to get up and walk.

"Can you help me?" After lying there for three days, my whole body couldn't use any strength.

Mu Mengyan grabbed his hand and lent him some strength.

"Thanks."

Yan Xin probably knew that she was repelling him, so he didn't take the opportunity to let her support him.

When I walked out of the hut, I was shocked by the sight in front of me.

He thought the conditions would not be very good, but he did not expect them to be so bad.

If it weren't for him, Mu Mengyan wouldn't have stayed in a place like this for so long.

She is the apple of the Mu family's eye and has lived a wealthy life since she was a child. She can actually live in a place like this without any pressure. Even if it is only for three days, it doesn't look like she will persevere.

Mu Mengwen went to help Uncle Foy pick up some dry firewood, carried it to the pit dug nearby, lit the firewood, and threw the potatoes into it and covered it with mud on the side.

There was some mud on her hands and clothes, as well as some unknown stains. Her face was not as bright as before, and her hair was tied up with a branch.

Yan Xin stood there, looking at her in a daze.

From the beginning, she had been subverting his imagination.

Thinking that she is not a worldly person, she can dig mud on the ground. Thinking that she was too weak to take on the responsibility, she could run to this dangerous country regardless of the danger.

She is cold and tough.

Such a woman exudes the desire to explore deeper at any time.

Uncle Foy wrapped a few fruits in a big leaf and handed them to Mu Mengwen. Then he looked at Yan Xin, then handed the fruits to him, pointed at his chest, and said a few words.

"He said this fruit is good for your injuries." Mu Mengyan wiped the fruit casually and took a bite.

When Yan Xin saw this, he took the fruit, thanked Uncle Foy, followed Mu Mengwen's example, wiped it casually, and ate it.

The fruit is not very sweet, has little moisture, and is even a little bitter.

He didn't even think it tasted good, but seeing Mu Mengyan's expression, he didn't seem to find it unpleasant.

After staying here for another four days, Yan Xin's physical strength recovered somewhat.

Mu Mengyan also knew that staying here would not help Yan Xin maintain his health, and it was inevitable to leave here.

They were about to leave, but Uncle Foy ran down the mountain in such a hurry that he almost fell.

"Someone is coming, you should go quickly." Uncle Foy was so anxious that he stuffed the baked potatoes and picked fruits with a piece of tattered clothes inside, and showed them the way.

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