Ye Moxuan’s eyes made her feel at loss. At last, Han Muzi diverted her eyes away from him.
Song An was a doctor, so she would know how to examine Ye Moxuan’s wound. As Han Muzi stood aside, she suddenly heard Song An’s deep breathing, then she asked in disbelief, “W-What happened to you? W-Why are you so badly injured?”
Nobody answered Song An while she sat there looking at Ye Moxuan’s wound. At the end, she couldn’t bear him like this, so she re-bandaged his wound and sat down to calm herself down.
After her emotions were stable, she turned her sight toward Ye Moxuan. “Don’t tell me that that wound was caused by Lin Qingqing.”
Listening to her, Ye Moxuan sneered, “Could I have done that to myself?”
Song An kept quiet afterward. Even though she had guessed from the start that Ye Moxuan might have been hurt by Lin Qingqing, she couldn’t have imagined the wound to be this serious. She had seen wounds like this before… but not that much. Nevertheless, the severity of those wounds left a hard print on her mind.
That was why Song An was able to identify how Ye Moxuan got injured just by a glance. If these wounds were really caused by Lin Qingqing, then it seems reasonable to send her to court. After causing a wound like that, she may be charged for intentional assault.
“Then…” Suddenly, Song An couldn’t find the words to say. At first, she came here on behalf of Mrs. Lin, but now… after seeing how serious her nephew’s wound was, she definitely felt heart-broken for him.
However, Song An was more curious about another matter other than the wound.
Her eyes, which were filled with confusion, landed on Han Muzi. “What does this incident have to do with her? When did the two of you meet?”
The topic has now finally landed on me again, huh? Han Muzi let out a sigh inside of her. Looks like this is unavoidable. But seeing Ye Moxuan’s long face, I think it’s better for me to explain.
After giving it a thought, Han Muzi smiled softly. “Aunty Song, Mr. Ye is now my company’s client.”
Song An widened her eyes in shock after listening to her words. Ye Moxuan is her company’s client? What does that mean? At the same time, Ye Moxuan frowned following her words.
“Client? What do you mean?”
“I started a designer company, and Mr. Ye placed an order with our company,” Han Muzi gently replied.
At this point, Song An finally understood everything. According to her, Ye Moxuan is the one clinging on to her.
It all made sense after Song An gave it some thought. From the moment Han Muzi opened the door, this nephew of hers already had his eyes glued on to her. Also, it was clear from the way she called him ‘Mr. Ye’ that she treated him as a stranger.
“Why have you changed the way you address me?” Ye Moxuan asked out of discontent.
Han Muzi remained speechless as she felt a bit awkward. She didn’t answer his question but glanced toward Song An and gave her a polite smile.
The atmosphere became weird. After seeing that she wasn’t answering him, he simply called out, “Muzi.”
Han Muzi blinked and smiled. “Actually, Mr. Ye got injured because he saved me. That is why I’ve been staying to take care of him while he is in the hospital.”
As Song An listened to her, she gained even more information, and her mind quickly processed them. “Looks like you’ve already met Qingqing, and… she knows of your presence,” she uttered with her hands crossed. Then, she squinted her eyes at Ye Moxuan. “So, during this period, you have been going to her company while dating Lin Qingqing?”
Ye Moxuan frowned as he ignored her; he was still grappling with the way Han Muzi addressed him.
“Yes. Miss Lin… was once my client too.”
Song An was rendered speechless. What is this? Lin Qingqing was also her client? Why are all these people entangled somehow?
Song An felt like her mind was boiling after trying to understand the whole situation as her brain was messed up, so she walked up to Han Muzi directly. “Follow me outside. Let’s talk.”
Han Muzi knew this was inevitable and nodded. “Alright.”
However, when the both of them were about to exit the ward, Ye Moxuan exclaimed, “Don’t you go!” The two of them stopped their steps, and Song An turned over to see Ye Moxuan standing up with his cold body while his penetrative eyes landed on Han Muzi. “I don’t permit you to go. Come back.”
This little brat. Song An grinded her teeth.
For a while, Han Muzi didn’t move, then she turned her head back. “Someone should clarify everything eventually. You take a rest. We’ll be back soon.”
The next second, Ye Moxuan got up from his bed and locked his hand onto her wrist. “I said I don’t permit you to go, so don’t you go.”
Han Muzi frowned. “Ye Moxuan, you—”
As he listened to her calling his name again, a smile slowly quirked up on the corner of his mouth as he stared blankly at her. “If only you were willing to call me by my first name.”
Song An, who was standing aside, remained silent at the situation. This brat. When has he become this good at flirting? Is he even acknowledging my presence?
Thinking about it, Song An couldn’t help but give Han Muzi a thorough look. She always knew the importance of this woman to Ye Moxuan, but who knew that, after five years, Ye Moxuan would completely change himself for her.
“Let go.” Han Muzi tried to pull her hand back, but Ye Moxuan held onto her wrist firmly. After seeing her struggling, he promptly decided to move his hands downward to hers and interlocked both of their fingers.
This action was conducted in front of Song An, so Han Muzi’s face blushed while she cautioned him, “If you don’t let go of my hand, I won’t ever come to take care of you again.”
These words were powerful. Ye Moxuan’s once tight grip immediately let loose after hearing her, but he was still unwilling. “I still won’t allow you to go.”
Song An couldn’t bear to put her nephew in a difficult position, especially after enduring such a serious injury, so she finally uttered, “Fine. Both of you don’t have to leave. I’ll leave, alright? I’ll go find out more about this and have a nice meal and a shower before coming back here!”
At that, Song An really left.
After she was gone, Han Muzi jeered, “Can you let go now?”
Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Ye Moxuan was finally willing to let go of her hand, but he still walked up to her. “Don’t tell her too much. You don’t need to explain everything to anyone.”
“When have I said I wanted to explain to her?” Han Muzi pursed her lips. “She is your aunt, and also the middle-person who introduced Miss Lin to you. She is now in the most difficult position, so I feel that she has the need to know. If you don’t want to say it, then I will. Besides, it just takes a few sentences.”
“What if she blames you?” Ye Moxuan suddenly asked.
