RMM -Chapter 156 The Unparalleled Miss Duan

*I could not find 155 chapter anywhere.*

Su Ruo looked at the incoming call display and smiled faintly.

“Oh, Miss Duan, what brings you to call me?”

The one calling was Duan Wei. Since leaving City B, she had been out of touch for a while. If it weren’t for Lu Yue occasionally revealing news about her, no one here would even know how she was doing.

Still, even hearing it from Lu Yue was enough to ease some worry. Knowing that Lu Yue was by her side meant that Duan Wei wouldn’t suffer much.

No one really knew how the Duan family felt about such a headstrong Duan Wei. As for He Wen and the others, whenever her name came up, they would loudly scold her for being carefree and heartless. Truly ruthless. How could she be so cruel?

During that period, Duan Wei had cut off all contact, not even allowing anyone to reach her. Her phone was off, messages and emails disappeared into the void—she was unreachable. Otherwise, He Wen wouldn’t have been so angry.

After two months, Duan Wei finally contacted them. She still sounded a little down, but gradually her voice regained its usual liveliness, and she began talking more. Everyone understood that this recovery wasn’t only due to time—it was mostly thanks to Lu Yue. They secretly rejoiced, realizing the two were developing well.

Now, Duan Wei’s voice sounded normal, her emotions stable. She seemed mostly recovered, and that heartbreak had likely faded.

Su Ruo thought that before long, Duan Wei would return, probably having settled things with Lu Yue by then.

“Behave yourself. You’re almost a mother and still so unserious. How will you ever teach your child?”

Duan Wei’s cheerful voice came through the phone, and Su Ruo could tell she was in a good mood.

“That’s my child. Of course I’ll decide how to teach them,” Su Ruo shifted her position, playing with an apple in her hand. “Besides, how dare you bring up my baby? My child is almost born, and you, as the aunt, where are you? Don’t make me stop my son from calling you ‘Aunt’ later.”

“Don’t be so cruel! I’m not leaving forever,” Duan Wei defended herself. She had no intention of disappearing permanently.

“Then give me a clear answer. When will you actually come back? Do you enjoy making us long for you?” Su Ruo snorted. Duan Wei had been avoiding everyone for so long—she couldn’t keep acting like a timid turtle.

“I’ll come back eventually, but I need to sort some things out first. If I just returned without reason, why would I have left in the first place?”

Duan Wei voiced her grievances. Even if those matters had quietly ended, she needed some closure for herself. Even saying a final farewell to that past was enough.

Hearing Duan Wei speak so calmly without any abnormality, Su Ruo hesitated, closing her eyes. She silently decided, “How are you doing now?”

Her question made Duan Wei fall silent for a while. After a long pause, a sigh came through.

“To say I’ve completely forgotten would be a lie. But… I’ve endured it. Thinking back no longer hurts as much. I guess that counts as a release.”

Duan Wei spoke with a hint of humor, sounding genuinely relieved. Su Ruo relaxed—finally, Duan Wei had moved on. That man wasn’t worth her pain.

“As long as you’ve understood it yourself, that’s good. That man…” Su Ruo paused, then continued quietly, “I think this misfortune turned out to be a blessing.”

Indeed, a blessing in disguise. Though Duan Wei was deeply hurt, this ended up freeing her. Mo Qi was never reliable anyway; recognizing that now and leaving early would prevent deeper entanglement later.

“Why do I feel like you’re gloating? You little brat, I’ll get you when I come back,” Duan Wei teased, knowing exactly what Su Ruo meant.

“You know exactly what I mean. So, tell me, how has Lu Yue been behaving?” Su Ruo changed the subject, not asking about Mo Qi anymore. From Duan Wei’s tone, it seemed she had truly moved on.

Duan Wei’s face showed slight awkwardness when asked about Lu Yue. She glanced toward the bathroom, saw he hadn’t come out yet, and quietly relaxed, then scolded Su Ruo jokingly.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Stop gossiping!”

Su Ruo chuckled—classic guilty behavior.

Before Duan Wei could retort, Lu Yue came out of the bathroom, calling, “Wei Wei, I’m ready, let’s go.”

Su Ruo’s ears perked up at his voice. She raised an eyebrow, smiling, “Oh? Whose voice is that? Truly inseparable. Tell Lu Yue that Su Ruo said he must continue his efforts to win her over…”

“Stop it! I’m busy! Nonsense!” Duan Wei’s cheeks burned as she quickly hung up, afraid Su Ruo would say more.

Tsk tsk, it really seems like something is going on. She ended up flustered—if nothing romantic was developing, why so defensive?

Su Ruo couldn’t help but laugh. If Lu Yue truly won Duan Wei’s heart, it would be a perfect match—talented and beautiful, far better than Mo Qi. Most importantly, Lu Yue’s devotion would earn everyone’s approval.

Unless something unexpected happened, Duan Wei and Lu Yue would soon reach a happy ending. Finally, this pair had a resolution.

Thinking of He Wen and Feng Weijia, they were a legendary pair of rivals-turned-friends. With He Wen’s EQ, even Su Ruo sometimes shook her head for Feng Weijia. When would their long road ever end?

Su Ruo suddenly realized that among all her friends, her own romantic path seemed the smoothest. Everything had gone naturally and without major setbacks…

This thought made her uneasy. Her relationship with Xi Yuechen had progressed so smoothly, almost without any waves. That very smoothness made Su Ruo anxious.

Often, calm precedes a storm. Suddenly, she feared—could a storm be waiting around the next corner?

The more she thought, the more restless she became. Her face reflected her unease.

Since becoming pregnant, Su Ruo had grown sensitive and prone to worry. She easily became emotional and insecure. When Xi Yuechen was around, it was fine. But when alone, her mind would wander.

Knowing this wasn’t helpful, Su Ruo furrowed her brows, exhaling deeply. She stroked her protruding belly, murmuring, “Baby, do you think our family will always be happy?”

Clumsily, she stood and slowly walked out of the bedroom, intending to talk to Shen Liang—or anyone—to divert her attention.

While Su Ruo’s mood fluctuated, Duan Wei’s day was sunny and bright.

Lu Yue called as he walked up to Duan Wei. Seeing her still seated on the sofa, he asked curiously, “Why aren’t we going yet?”

She had been eager to go for a walk earlier, after all.

In the southern city, winter rarely had a sunny day. Duan Wei was in high spirits, wandering outside since early morning. She wasn’t buying anything—just enjoying the sun.

After a morning of walking, even her energy waned. Feeling hungry, she decided to stop.

They went into a fast-food restaurant to eat and rest.

Lu Yue remained right by her side. Duan Wei gradually became accustomed to his presence. He would do anything for her, including accompanying her on this stroll—a dream come true for him. Whatever she said went without question.

Confident in his flawless performance, Lu Yue secretly reveled in it. But Duan Wei raised her eyes and gave him a few heavy eyerolls, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Lu Yue was stunned, thinking her flushed cheeks were anger. Puzzled, he quickly sat beside her, mentally reviewing what he might have done wrong in the few minutes.

“Oh my, what’s happening?”

Perhaps their relationship had progressed; even their conversations had grown more casual, somewhere between friendship and romance—a subtle intimacy.

Though subtle, both noticed, yet neither spoke. The change flowed naturally.

Lu Yue cherished this moment, quietly happy. He never imagined one day he could casually interact with Duan Wei like a young couple, without disrupting the delicate balance.

Duan Wei watched him approach, creating moments of subtle closeness. She didn’t dislike it, letting it happen.

She understood his feelings—it was no secret. Previously, she would have kicked him away. But after her heartbreak, Duan Wei had become fragile. Lu Yue’s presence, his mischievous yet meticulous care, diverted her attention and gave her warmth—like a drowning person clutching a straw. This dependence became a habit.

Though uncertain of the future, for now, Duan Wei accepted Lu Yue’s exclusive care, again and again.

“Who do you think you are? Get lost!” she said, playfully rejecting his careful approach.

“Yes, yes, you’re not my ancestor. You are the unparalleled Miss Duan. I’m at fault and should be punished.”

Duan Wei said whatever she wished, and Lu Yue obediently complied.

Seeing Lu Yue, usually arrogant, deliberately appease her, Duan Wei couldn’t help laughing. How had she never noticed this playful, overly sweet side of him before?