Make it up to me? As Yan glanced at Xiao Su and saw the sincerity in his eyes, she realized that he was truly apologizing to her.
What he said made sense; both of us are on opposing sides, so we can’t help but have a go at each other. However, Yan still thought that he had crossed the line with what he said tonight, so she didn’t give a reply.
Xiao Su was afraid she would walk away out of rage, so he lowered his tone and softly pleaded, “I sincerely apologize to you. Would you get in the car now?”
If I’m still angry at him, wouldn’t it seem like I’m a petty person? Forget it. I’m not like them anyway. Giving it a thought, Yan went to his car. Xiao Su let out a sigh of relief and a trace of a smile appeared on his face.
…
In the hospital, only the sound of medical equipment could be heard as Ye Moxuan sat beside the bed like a statue with his eyes locked on to Han Muzi’s face.
All of a sudden, Han Muzi’s eyelashes twitched like she was about to wake up.
The motionless Ye Moxuan was stimulated by the trembling of her eyelashes, thereupon he sat up straight.
Han Muzi had been unconscious for a long time, so when she first opened her eyes, the bright lights in the room prevented her from opening them wide. Just as she was about to adapt to the brightness, a ‘click’ sound was heard when someone turned off the lights. A dim desk lamp far away from her was now the only light source.
Now, she could peacefully open her eyes and the first thing she saw was a slim silhouette.
“You’re awake?” The chilly voice of a man was heard above her. Then, she saw the handsome face of Ye Moxuan and his cold lips that uttered those icy words.
She twitched her lips, wanting to say something but not having the strength to do so.
In the next second, a pair of hands went over to help her up and placed two pillows behind her so that she could sit up comfortably. “Drink some water.” Ye Moxuan passed her a glass of water, urging her to drink.
Han Muzi looked at the delicate hand close to her and shook her head in resistance. She didn’t want to drink it.
“Huh.” Ye Moxuan chuckled, “What is it? Did you want to fetch the water yourself now that you’re so frail?”
Han Muzi was speechless. Her lips had turned pale as she stubbornly maintained her stance.
Seeing her like this, Ye Moxuan felt helpless. After a while, he spoke in a low voice, “Five years have passed, and I thought that your temper might change, but you’re still as temperamental as before. What good can your stubbornness bring to you?”
While silent, Han Muzi lifted her eyes and glared at him.
Then, Ye Moxuan intentionally held the glass of water beside her lips. “Do you want to drink it or not?”
Alas, she drank it. Anyhow, she didn’t have any strength left, so if he wanted to stay and take care of her then so be it.
After she drank the water compliantly, Ye Moxuan’s heart didn’t feel empty for once. The woman had a strong personality—even when she was this sick, she was still so headstrong. However, it was clear she couldn’t hold this facade for too long.
After she drank about half the glass, her stomach started to feel uncomfortable, so she frowned slightly.
“That’s enough.” Ye Moxuan took away the glass and placed it on the bed-side table. “Yan brought you some congee. Do you want to have some?”
The sound of Yan’s name prompted her to raise her head and look into Ye Moxuan’s eyes curiously. “You contacted her? Did she come by?”
He squinted his eyes and came close to her until both of their breaths merged. “Why so nervous?”
“N-Nothing.” Han Muzi’s eyes lowered as her long lashes concealed her emotions.
She was nervous; she was afraid Ye Moxuan would find out about Little Bean. Both of them looked so similar that she didn’t know what Ye Moxuan would do if he saw him.
The thought of it was so inconceivable that Han Muzi decided to protect Little Bean at all cost. But… he lives in North City too. Does that mean we are going to constantly bump into each other while going on with our lives? All of a sudden, an idea came to her mind. I should send Little Bean abroad or to a neighboring city for his education. But… Little Bean is so dependent on me. It would be very lonely for him if I sent him away to a neighboring city, never mind abroad. Ugh… This plan won’t work.
“What are you thinking of?” Han Muzi suddenly came back around after hearing Ye Moxuan’s voice. “Do you have an unspeakable secret?” He gave her a thorough look with his squinted eyes as if he wanted to get something out of her face.
Han Muzi was startled for a second and replied, “Mr. Ye, if you think I have some unspeakable secret, then, by all means, search it out yourself.”
Her calm demeanor staggered Ye Moxuan, but he didn’t follow up with anything. He instead went to grab Yan’s thermos flask, which contained the warm congee, and handed it over to Han Muzi. “Have some.”
Han Muzi was so hungry that she couldn’t feel her stomach anymore, so seeing the congee now didn’t give her any appetite to eat. She gave it a faint look before retracting her eyes and said, “I don’t want it.”
Listening to her, Ye Moxuan’s expression changed slightly. “You don’t want to eat?”
She didn’t answer him. She just fell back and lay down to try to sleep.
Ye Moxuan had a look at the plain congee in his hand. Not a lot of people would find this congee appetizing as there was nothing in it. However, she had a stomach problem now, so what else could she eat other than congee?
“Are you trying to starve yourself to death?” For some reason, Ye Moxuan’s tone became mean as he held onto Han Muzi’s wrist. “Come eat this first before you go to sleep.”
Meanwhile, Han Muzi regained a bit of her strength so she started to struggle. “Let me go. I don’t want to eat.”
“How can your stomach handle it after not eating all day? Do you think you’re a machine?” Ye Moxuan’s tone turned bad along with his sharp eyes. He was no match for this woman’s ability to drive others mad.
Han Muzi gave up speaking to him. She just wanted to withdraw her hand, but the strength she had was never going to overpower Ye Moxuan, especially since she was currently sick. To him, her strength was like a kitten’s.
At first, Ye Moxuan was filled with rage but when he felt the force exerted on him, he lowered his gaze onto Han Muzi. Her expression, while lying there, was a serious one and she only had one thing on her mind—to pull her hand back. She was like a child throwing a tantrum.
All of a sudden, his rage was put out and was replaced by a layer of gentleness. Ye Moxuan, what are you doing fighting a sick woman? What is there to be angry about? She is just throwing a tantrum since she is feeling sick because of her stomach.
After giving it a thought, both his eyes and voice couldn’t help but soften. “Just have a bit of it. Okay?”
