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Matanya yang cukup dingin mengungkapkan rasa tidak puas.
"Paman seharusnya tahu bahwa Keluarga Tao memanfaatkan kerja sama bisnis dengan keluarga kami dan jadi cukup sombong dua tahun belakangan. Mereka menyalahgunakan status Keluarga Mo untuk keuntungan di luar, dan kalau kita tidak tangani, Keluarga Tao mungkin tidak akan berhenti!"
"..."
Pupil Mo Qian menyusut dan dia tidak berkata kata lagi.
Dia hanya berbalik meminta butler mengambilkan obatnya.
Ketika kotak obat dibawa, Mo Yongheng mengambilnya dan berbalik pergi.
Saat hendak melangkah, suara Mo Qian perlahan terdengar dari belakangnya lagi.
"Tuan Besar kabarnya lebih baik? Sampaikan kalau aku akan datang besok."
"..."
Mo Yongheng berhenti dan kilatan cahaya melintas di matanya.
Kemudian dia mengangguk acuh tak acuh. "Baik."
Begitu kata itu, dia mengambil kotak obat dan pergi.
Di ruang tamu istana
Mo Qian mengamati punggungnya yang menjauh. Dia bertanya ke butler, "Kamu perhatikan gak? Sejak Tuan Besar sakit, anak ini jadi lebih jarang bicara dari dulu?"
Butler itu tertawa. "Presiden Mo, Bapak terlalu khawatir. Tuan Muda Yongheng memang begitu sejak kecil. Ke orang yang dia kenal, dia mau bicara satu dua kalimat. Tapi orang asing pasti kira dia gak bisa bicara."
"Benar, dia memang pemalu. Itu sebabnya Tuan Besar kasihan dan menitipkan dia di sisinya."
Mo Qian tersenyum tipis dan kembali ke sofa, mengambil foto Nian Xiaomu lagi dan menatapnya lama...
Sementara itu, di rumah sakit
Istirahat semalaman, Nian Xiaomu jauh lebih segar saat bangun keesokan paginya.
Saat dia meraih sampingnya dan tidak merasakan siapa pun, matanya melebar dan dia panik duduk tegak.
Begitu menoleh, dia menemukan Yu Yuehan duduk di sofa, biar perawat ganti perban lukanya.
Perawat perempuan.
Wajahnya halus dan kelihatannya masih muda.
Dia dengan hati-hati bantu Yu Yuehan lepas perban di lengannya, dan sesekali saat dia tidak perhatikan, dia curi pandang ke arahnya.
Kemudian wajahnya merah seperti gadis remaja.
Yu Yuehan sebaliknya tidak perhatikan hal itu dan hanya meletakkan tangan kanannya di sandaran sofa santai, biar perawat ganti perban untuknya.
Di tangan lain, dia pegang HP. Matanya menatap layar dan jarinya sesekali menggeser.
Dia sepertinya merasa Nian Xiaomu sudah bangun.
Hampir sekaligus, pandangannya beralih dari HP ke arahnya.
Mata dinginnya langsung penuh kasih sayang padanya.
"Bangun?"
"Umm," jawab Nian Xiaomu.
Karena baru bangun dan cemburu naik, setelah dia provokasi, nadanya tidak enak dengar.
Dia berbalik dan turun dari tempat tidur menuju ke arahnya tanpa pakai sepatu.
"Kenapa tidak panggil aku kalau mau ganti perban? Lupa kalau aku perawat? Aku yang bisa gantiin untukmu."
Biar gak ada gadis muda cantik menatapmu!
Nian Xiaomu tambah dalam hati.
Dia awalnya kira setelah bilang itu, dia akan sadar kalau dia cemburu.
Tapi dia angkat kepala lihat dan sadar perhatian Yu Yuehan bukan di situ.
Dia cuma mengerutkan kening dan berkata, "Lantai dingin, pakai sepatumu!"
Pipi Nian Xiaomu mengembang marah saat dia balas, "Aku gak mau. Otakku panas, jadi aku biar kaki dingin."
"Belum bangun total? Tidur lagi sebentar. Bicara lagi kalau sudah benar-benar bangun." Yu Yuehan bergumam, mengira dia nakal karena baru bangun. Dia taruh HP dan menunjuk ke tempat tidur sambil bicara.
Nian Xiaomu marah banget sampai hampir ambil selop dan lempar ke kepalanya.
Dia ini jenius muda macam apa sih?
Gak bisa ngeh kalau tunangannya cemburu?
Dia pasti buta!
Atau sengaja karena lihat gadis lebih muda tersenyum penuh pengaguman, dan dia gak bisa kontrol diri?
Bajingan!
Pemain!
Fikirannya berubah-ubah!
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His rather cold eyes revealed a sense of displeasure.
“Uncle should probably know that the Tao Family has been making use of their business collaboration with our family and have become rather arrogant these last two years as a result. They’ve been abusing the status of our Mo Family to get their way outside, and if we don’t handle it, the Tao Family will probably not stop at it!”
“…”
Mo Qian’s pupils constricted and he did not say another word.
He simply turned to get the butler to bring him the medicine.
When the medicine box was brought over, Mo Yongheng took it and turned to leave.
Just as he was about to step away, Mo Qian’s voice slowly sounded from behind him again.
“Is Old Master feeling better? Tell him that I’ll go and see him tomorrow.”
“…”
Mo Yongheng stopped and a flash of light flickered in his eyes.
He then nodded nonchalantly. “Alright.”
With that, he took the medicine box and left.
In the mansion’s living room
Mo Qian watched the back of his figure as it receded. He turned to ask the butler, “Have you noticed that ever since the Old Master has been sick, this boy is speaking less than before?”
The butler laughed. “President Mo, you’re worrying too much. Young Master Yongheng has been like this since he was young. Towards those whom he knows, he’d be willing to say a line or two. But, people whom he’s not familiar with probably think that he can’t speak a word.”
“Right, he’s always kept to himself. That’s why the Old Master took pity towards him and kept him by his side.”
Mo Qian smiled faintly and went back to the sofa, taking the picture of Nian Xiaomu again and staring at it for a long time…
Meanwhile, at the hospital
After a whole night of rest, Nian Xiaomu was much more energetic when she woke up the following morning.
When she reached out beside her and couldn’t feel anyone, her eyes bolted wide open and she anxiously sat upright.
Once she had turned around, she found Yu Yuehan sitting on the sofa, allowing the nurse to change the dressing of his bandage.
It was a female nurse.
She had delicate looks and appeared pretty young.
She was carefully helping Yu Yuehan to remove the bandage on his arm, and occasionally when he was not noticing, she would steal a glance at him.
Thereafter, her face would blush slightly like a young girl.
Yu Yuehan, on the other hand, did not notice such things and merely laid his right arm on the armrest of the sofa casually to allow the nurse to change the dressing for him.
On his other hand, he was holding onto his phone. His eyes were fixed on the screen and his finger occasionally swiped across it.
He seemed to have felt that Nian Xiaomu had awoken.
As such, almost at once, his gaze shifted away from his phone towards her.
His cold eyes were instantly full of affection for her.
“You’re awake?”
“Umm,” Nian Xiaomu replied.
As she had just woken up and had jealousy rising in her, after being provoked by him, her tone did not sound pleasant at all.
She turned and got out of bed walking towards him without even wearing her shoes.
“Why didn’t you call me if you wanted your dressing changed? Did you forget that I’m a nurse? I can change it for you.”
That way, you won’t have a pretty young girl staring at you!
Nian Xiaomu added silently in her heart.
She’d originally thought that after saying this, he would realize that she was jealous.
However, she raised her head to look and realized that Yu Yuehan’s attention was not on that at all.
He merely frowned and remarked, “The floor’s cold, wear your shoes!”
Nian Xiaomu’s cheeks puffed in anger as she retorted, “I don’t want to. My brain’s heating up, so I’ll let my legs cool.”
“You haven’t woken up completely? Go back to sleep a while more. Talk to me again when you’re completely awake.” Yu Yuehan muttered, taking it that she was being feisty because she had just woken up. He placed his phone aside and pointed to the bed as he spoke.
Nian Xiaomu was so enraged that she almost took her slippers and slammed them on his head.
What kind of young genius was he exactly?
You can’t even tell that your fiancée is getting jealous?
He must be blind!
Or was he doing it intentionally as he saw a younger girl smiling at him with a look full of adoration, and couldn’t control himself?
Jerk!
Playboy!
Fickle-minded!
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