Xuan Mohan glanced out the window, then lowered his head to look at Jian You, specifically at the area over her heart.
Due to their vigorous movements just now, her nightgown had come undone, revealing the beauty of her chest to Xuan Mohan’s sight. However, he was not in the mood to appreciate it.
Pinkish flesh had grown over her heart, distinctly different from the rest of her skin. The fact that her wound was healing so quickly had already told him a great deal.
What he hadn't said was that after her bath yesterday, as she emerged, faint scars were visible on her body, similar to his own.
He was almost certain now, but he still needed a bit more courage. Perhaps in a little while, he would uncover it himself. For now, he would let her remain in her dream a little longer.
Xuan Mohan leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her chest, his face filled with profound tenderness. "Don't put yourself in danger again. You might not care, but I… I do…"
After Jian You regained her senses, she heard his affectionate words, as if whispered in her ear.
"Knock, knock, knock…"
Jian You could clearly hear her own heartbeat, so strong, as if telling her that his words had touched her heart…
Jian You, with a solemn expression, pushed away the head in front of her and slowly sat up, looking out the window. The sunlight today seemed exceptionally bright…
Xuan Mohan turned her face back, their foreheads touching. His voice was gentle, "Let's go eat first, okay?"
Jian You stared into his focused, tender eyes. After a moment, she finally spoke, her face cold, "Mr. Xuan, what kind of person do you think I am? Am I a robot for you to transfer your emotions onto?!"
Jian You finally understood why Xuan Mohan’s mood was so erratic and why he always said strange things to her. He must have mistaken her for his beloved!
Didn't he find it ridiculous? Was there anything about her that resembled his woman? Or was he just looking for someone to help him through his emotions?
In Jian You's opinion, Xuan Mohan was more likely the latter. She didn't believe that a person could fall in love with another so casually, especially when their heart was already occupied!
Xuan Mohan caressed her charming, flushed cheeks. "Why do you say that?"
"Acting!"
Jian You slapped his hand away, sneering, "Then how do you explain your behavior? You wouldn't possibly tell me you fell in love with me, would you? And at first sight?"
She, Jian You, was not a doll to be played with!
Xuan Mohan chuckled and retorted, "How do you know? I do like you very much, and it was… love at first sight." He had indeed fallen for her the first time he saw her.
Jian You didn't even bother to say another word to him. She sat by the sofa, put on her shoes, and prepared to leave.
Seeing this, Xuan Mohan pulled her back again, causing her to fall directly into his arms. Before she could struggle, he spoke with utmost sincerity, "I'm not a casual person, nor do I fall for someone easily. Once I fall… it's forever."
Jian You stared at him blankly. "Then don't you like that woman?" Wasn't his statement contradictory?
Xuan Mohan cupped her face, kissed her forehead, and then pulled her into his embrace. "You just need to know… I like you. Everything else you want to know, I'll tell you later, okay?"
What couldn't be said now?
Jian You looked up and blurted out, "So, you like me now?"
Why was she… speaking against her will?
Jian You felt almost embarrassed. How had she become like this?
"Yes, I like you very much."
...
When the two emerged again, Xuan Mohan was holding Jian You's hand as they walked into the dining room. The difference this time was that Jian You was also holding his hand back.
Upon arriving at the dining room, the servants had already brought out the dishes. Xuan Mohan pulled out a chair for Jian You and, after she sat down, rolled up his sleeves and began to feed her.
"I'll do it myself… umph…" She decided to eat anyway.
She ate a lot, but the man didn't stop.
"I'm full, I'm not eating anymore…"
"You're not full, continue. Eat until you're done…"
It was only when Jian You slumped back in her chair that Xuan Mohan released her. But the next second, Jian You had already moved from her seat.
"No… what are you doing? Let me down…"
Jian You, her face flushed, sat on Xuan Mohan's lap. She squirmed, wanting to get down.
"Don't move, let me hold you."
Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Mohan hugged her tightly, as if wanting to meld her into his bones.
Jian You could only let him hold her, a sweet feeling budding in her heart. "Then aren't you eating?"
A muffled, unclear sound came from his neck. "You are enough for me." Jian You couldn't help but smile, and the smile grew wider.
After a long while, Jian You remembered something and spoke again. "I came to protect… the child." It probably wasn't good to stay here forever, was it?
"Shh… don't speak."
Wasn't this man tired of holding her for so long? Well, she didn't feel tired. His broad, strong chest was indeed so warm, something no one else could provide.
However, not long after, Xuan Mohan released her. Just as she was about to ask, he directly scooped her up horizontally and… walked outside.
Jian You felt a little flustered and struggled to get down. "Hurry and put me down, everyone is watching…"
Xuan Mohan looked down and teased, "Aren't you afraid of nothing? Where is that spirit you had when you came to find me alone a few days ago?" He thought about how daring she truly was. If he hadn't felt that flicker of pity at the time, she would truly have met her end by his hand.
Was that the same? With so many people watching, her face wasn't as thick-skinned as his!
However, this time, no matter what Jian You said, he didn't put her down.
Luo Qinlan stood at the top of the stairs, watching the scene unfold in silence. Whatever her son did in the future, whatever woman he liked, she wouldn't obstruct him, as long as he was happy.
He had heartlessly severed ties with them, yet she couldn't let go of him. She had secretly visited him several times, witnessing his decadent and pained appearance, and she felt no less pain than him.
Her original intention was simply for her son to be happy and escape the loneliness of being alone. But later on, she had gradually forgotten that.
Now that he could smile again, she was relieved and very grateful to this girl.
"Why did you bring me here?"
Jian You surveyed the room. She had a general understanding of the layout of the house, so the rooms upstairs were where they lived. What was he bringing her here for?
Thinking of something, Jian You's eyes widened slightly. In broad daylight, he wouldn't…
"To apply medicine."
Jian You instantly relaxed, startled. She had thought he was going to do something else, but it could have been done in her room. Why did he have to come to his room?
As Xuan Mohan opened the door, Jian You glanced casually and knew her guess was correct. The style was clearly minimalist and masculine; besides Xuan Mohan, no one else could be considered.