Stay for dinner? Ye Moxuan was in the middle of suspecting that big-mouthed George had tattled to her in the message when her question took all his attention away. Do I want to… stay for dinner?
“Are you inviting me?” he asked, staring at her with his jet black eyes.
Han Muzi nodded. “Yes. I have ingredients in the refrigerator so I can cook up something.”
“You can cook?” he asked with a tone of surprise. However, he quickly realized he should not have done that. “It’s fine. God knows what nonsense you’ll make me.”
She hung her head down dejectedly. “I may not be a professional cook, but you’ve never tried my food before, either. How can you say it’s nonsense?”
He was speechless, then he put on a frown. Is she that disappointed? But it’s just one meal anyway.
“If you’re that concerned, I can call George and have him—”
Before she finished speaking, he cut her off coldly. “Are you close to him?”
“Huh?” She blinked at him and shook her head instinctively. “Not that close. But aren’t you two friends? I just thought—”
“Don’t call him,” he cut right in.
“Then, are you saying you’re willing to stay?”
Pursing his lips, he still felt slightly unsettled and was thinking of how to reject her without hurting her feelings when she smiled brightly at him. “Have a seat then. I’ll go prepare the food.” With that, she headed off to the kitchen, skipping along the way as though she could fly.
He watched her steps, and suddenly felt like he had been deceived when he remembered what George had said to him. The woman in front of his eyes was in high spirits and full of life. She doesn’t look like she’s unwell. That darned George. He would stop at nothing to get me to come here, even if it meant lying through his teeth.
It would be impolite for him to leave at that point so he took a look around and sat down on the couch. When he looked down, he saw the coat that was still in his hands. Naturally, he remembered the scene he saw in the room earlier.
That red bra—stop! He caught himself in time and did not allow his thoughts to stray any further. If he had continued, the perverted one would be him, and not the assistant.
Most of the time, however, the thoughts that get suppressed are the ones that try hardest to seep through and dominate the mind. Therefore, at that moment, Ye Moxuan only had the image of the red bra in his mind as he thought about its shape and outline. Then, he looked at the coat again and it felt like hot potatoes in his hands. He immediately tossed the coat aside.
Forget it. I better not take it. He did not want his imagination to continue running wild after that.
Meanwhile, Han Muzi was hustling away in the kitchen while a smile was plastered on her face the whole time. It was George who had sent her the WeChat message earlier and it was about Ye Moxuan.
Initially, she had believed it when he said he was only there for his coat. However, George informed her that Ye Moxuan had left the house immediately upon hearing that she was unwell, and he asked if Ye Moxuan had gone to look for her. When she read that message, she felt a warm and fuzzy feeling in her chest and her heart started to race.
Frankly speaking, the current Ye Moxuan was no different from before. He was always arrogant and harsh with his words, but he still solved all her problems for her behind her back and protected her in front of others. If he had used the coat as an excuse to come see me, then… I guess that’s a good thing. It proved that even though he had lost his memories, he was still extremely drawn to her.
While she was washing the vegetables, she pulled out her phone to reply to George. ‘Thank you.’
As though he had been waiting for her reply, he sent a question mark back immediately when he received her message of gratitude. Then, he urgently followed up with a few other messages.
‘F*ck, did he really go look for you?’
‘Ahh, what does this mean? I’m so hyped up. Why do you think he’s being difficult? Muzi, I’m practically convinced at this point. This guy, Yuchi, acts tough but he is soft-hearted and he likes you!’
That last sentence made her heart flutter. Instead of replying to George, she put her phone on silent mode and focused on cooking. She did not know how much time had passed when she suddenly heard a man’s voice from behind her. “How much longer?”
She turned around to see him step into the kitchen and coldly question her. She froze for a while and thought about it before giving him an answer. “About half an hour more. It won’t be ready just yet. Are you hungry already?” She turned the tap on to wash her hands and looked at him nervously. “Should I make you something quick first?”
Ye Moxuan saw the crowded kitchen counter and frowned. “You’re making so much food?”
“Um, just the basic—three dishes and one soup. Are you hungry? Do you want to have some noodles first?” She tiptoed to get the instant noodles that were on the shelf.
Seeing her on her tiptoes, he could not help but reach up to retrieve the item for her. “It’s fine. I don’t eat noodles.”
She was slightly disappointed. “Then…”
“What do you need me to do?” he asked all of a sudden.
“Huh?” Her eyes widened in disbelief. “D-Do you want to help?”
He avoided her eyes and kept a neutral expression. “I have to earn my keep, right?”
“It’s fine; I can do this myself,” she rejected him after pondering for a moment. “I think it’s better if you just waited for me outside.”
He stared at her and sneered, “Are you giving me the cold-shoulder?”
“N-No.” She shook her head in denial even though she was indeed giving him the cold-shoulder. Besides, he has never been in the kitchen before so how would he know how to cook? Letting him help might just create more problems.
He snickered and his demeanor turned unpleasant. “Looks like you really are giving me the cold-shoulder.”
“I’m not.” Sigh. She was left without a choice. “If you really want to help, then… you can prepare the fish.”
He started to unbutton his sleeves with a nonchalant expression. In his mind, he thought, This woman dares to underestimate me? He wanted to show her that giving him the cold-shoulder was a mistake.
However, when she lifted the pail with the live fish in front of him, he fell into a deep silence. He silently looked inside the pail at the fishes that were still swimming happily and his expression grew bleak. Then, he looked up. “You wanted me to prepare these?”
Her eyes gleamed as she nodded. “Yes. Is there a problem?”
