Han Muzi stopped her movements while holding her phone. Her eyes widened as her breath stopped too.
While the man behind her was grabbing her arm, she could feel the warmth in his palm constantly transferring to her through her clothes. However, Han Muzi could only feel coldness as her whole body was having chills from top to bottom as though she was in a snowy world.
Ye Moxuan’s icy cold voice came to her ears. “He wore a mask and was about four to five years old.”
Han Muzi bit her lower lip hard, and suddenly, the pain from her lower lip woke her up completely. No. Why should I panic? Little Bean had already told me this the last time. He only met that uncle while wearing a mask, so they didn’t know each other. Yes. Under that situation, how could both of them recognize each other while wearing masks? What am I panicking about then? Han Muzi, stay calm. Don’t lose your head, and definitely don’t let Ye Moxuan sense any peculiarity.
At this point, Han Muzi took a deep breath to calm herself down and replied to him slowly, “Is that so? You were wearing a mask too that day. What a coincidence.”
Her reaction caused Ye Moxuan to frown. “You didn’t know about it?”
“Me?” Han Muzi smiled softly. “How would I know? Why? Don’t tell me you assume I’ve seen that kid too.”
Ye Moxuan was rendered speechless.
“But listening to you talking about him, I suddenly want to meet him too. I want to know whose child was it that was this naughty, even attending the banquet with a mask.” As she was saying, Han Muzi let out a fake smile.
Puzzled, he squinted his eyes. He locked his hands on her shoulder and turned her over to face him. “You really hadn’t seen him? Isn’t that child yours?”
Both of them were looking face-to-face while Ye Moxuan focused his eyes on her expressions. This woman was not good at lying. It was easy to tell if she lied because it would show on her eyes and expressions.
Han Muzi was forced to lift her head to meet his eyes. In Ye Moxuan eyes, her eyes were still as clear as before, even though five years had passed, only now, her eyes had become even colder than before.
“Answer me.” Ye Moxuan opened his thin lips slightly as he stared deep into her beautiful eyes. A second later, two seconds later, three seconds later…
Han Muzi gently blinked. There weren’t any ripples in her eyes, and her face was as calm as a lake. “No and no,” she softly replied.
Ye Moxuan stayed silent. Han Muzi looked very calm with no traces of lying. Then, he loosened his grip on her chin for a second as he started questioning himself, Am I overthinking this? Why was there such a coincidence then?
“Why do you simply assume a kid you’ve just met to be mine? There were so many people who brought their children along to that banquet that day. How can you assume that kid is mine just by seeing one?” After Han Muzi was done, she took a few steps back and rubbed her chin which was painful from his pinch. “Are you done with your questions? If you are, then I’ll start ordering my food now,” she said in a soft voice.
“Wait a minute.” Ye Moxuan interjected again.
Han Muzi’s fingers were slowly turning pale from holding her phone, then she lowered her eyes. “What more do you want to ask?”
“What about the kid?”
Han Muzi stayed quiet for a moment before replying to him, “What kid?”
“Your kid.” Ye Moxuan locked his eyes on her. “Why don’t you let me see him? Why did you keep his shoes and stuff away?”
As expected, he came crawling to this question. However, he was going to be disappointed by the answer because Han Muzi had already expected him to ask this question when she was putting away all those things, so she had thought of an excuse early.
“Why shouldn’t I keep it away?” Han Muzi glanced at him with a sharp eye while her red lips quirked up into a smirk. “You know clearly that he is my ex-husband’s child, so can you take it if I don’t keep his stuff away?” Her rebut choked Ye Moxuan from spitting out another word.
Seeing him standing still while speechless, Han Muzi knew that she had temporarily passed a hurdle, so she continued her angry manner. “Enough. We’ll end this subject right here. I want to order my food now. Don’t interrupt me again.” After that, Han Muzi turned away and tried to go a little further away to order her food, so that she could prevent him from asking anymore questions that would affect her.
“Wait.” Surprisingly, Ye Moxuan called her again after she just turned her back.
This time, Han Muzi was losing her patience. “Are you done now? Do you even want to eat? If you don’t want to, then please go back to your house. I’ll eat—”
Before she could finish, Ye Moxuan took a big step to her and grabbed her from the back. His hand was holding on to her fair slender arm, while the other was operating her phone, exiting the Sichuan restaurant’s page. “Did you forget that you’re still sick? How can you eat this now?” Han Muzi remained silent as her heart accelerated while letting him control her finger. After they exited the restaurant’s page, he clicked on the web page of a healthy congee shop. “You should eat something lighter.”
Han Muzi’s lips were starting to swell slightly as she couldn’t say a word. Initially, she thought that he was going to continue pressing on questions about the kid, but he actually…
After ordering two healthy congee, Ye Moxuan moved her finger to make the payment. The temperature on his fingertips was like burning fire, causing her breathing to accelerate. The next second, she gave him a hard push and said, “I don’t like to eat that.” Then, she escaped from his arms.
Listening to her, Ye Moxuan frowned bitterly. “Today’s not the day for you to be stubborn. Do you want to catch a fever again? Or, are you missing the feeling of me taking care of you?”
Han Muzi became speechless before she rebuked, “What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Then order it.” He took a step forward while holding her fine pale wrist. “Listen to me,” he said in a deep voice.
Seeing his hand holding hers tightly, Han Muzi pressed her lips as she felt that ordering a healthy congee was a good choice. Actually, she wanted to eat it, but after giving it a thought, she assumed that Ye Moxuan wouldn’t want to eat such plain food with her. After all, he was the president of Ye Group who usually had chefs of his own cooking for him. However, she didn’t have any strength to cook today. If she simply ordered congee, he would definitely dislike it.
“You want to eat this?” Han Muzi couldn’t help but ask.
Ye Moxuan startled for a moment before coming back to his senses. He quirked up the corners of his lips while tightening his grip on her hand. “Are you caring about my feelings?”
His eyes were so scorching hot that it burned her face hot. She pulled back her hand and jeered, “I’ve said that I want to treat you a meal as a thank you. Naturally, I also need to heed to your thoughts and opinions, and I can’t be too inconsiderate when treating someone else to a meal.”
“Muzi, I’m not someone else.” He looked at her with certainty. “I’m your husband.”
Han Muzi glanced at her afterward. “No. You weren’t before, and you aren’t now.”
This time, Ye Moxuan didn’t rebut her, instead he said, “But I will be.”
