Volume 1 Chapter 55 Han Luos Trueself (2/2)
Butler Noah sighed. He turned around and strode to the doorway. When he opened the door, he looked down to find Mo Yuan with a bowl of two boiled eggs, standing in front of the door. His hands were raised to knock, yet after seeing Butler Noah, he seemed startled. ”Noah, what happened to you? Why are you soaked?”
”It's difficult to take care of sickly people, Young Master Mo. Please do go inside,” Butler Noah politely replied. He could finally take his time to do something. 'But' he turned to see Mo Yuan's expression, 'he didn't hear anything, did he?'
After he closed the door, Mo Yuan took the bowl to Han Luo, who was on top of the bed. He gently asked, ”How are you feeling?” He didn't forget to reach out and touch her forehead, heedfully checking her temperature.
Han Luo smiled sweetly. ”I'm fine, big brother Yuan. Mom doesn't have to worry anymore. I've fully recovered!” Since she didn't have any garlic, she couldn't purposely raise her temperature; now she could not pretend to be sick anymore.
”That's good to hear. We were all worried.” Mo Yuan handed her the bowl. ”Mom personally peeled the eggs for you. If she finds out that you woke up without a fever, she will be very happy.”
Han Luo's face radiated in agreement. ”Okay, I will go down once I finished the egg.” Afterward, Han Luo took Mo Yuan's hand and went downstairs. She was wrapped in winter clothes, giving her the appearance of a snowy furball. Seeing her trotting around, Ma Rui's heart melted. She quickly hugged her and exclaimed, ”My Luo'er, you are all right! Thank goodness! I was so worried about you.” She then looked at the pretty doll and asked, ”Are you definitely all right?”
Han Luo nodded. ”Mhm!” With her head, the bunny ears over the hood also moved up and down.
”Do you have a fever?”
”Nope.” Han Luo shook her head.
”Do you feel weak?”
”No! I feel stronger!” Han Luo once again tried to show her muscles by raising her hands.
”Wonderful! Where is Noah?”
”He was soaked after bathing Han Luo, so he went to change,” Mo Yuan inserted.
”Oh, I see.” Ma Rui nodded but quickly chided Mo Yuan, ”But Xiao Yuan! What's with 'Han Luo'? Can't you call her more cutely and intimately?”
Mo Yuan gazed at Han Luo the Furball and then shrugged. ”Who knows? Maybe” Then he slowly turned around and left.
”Grr what does he mean by 'maybe'?” Ma Rui huffed, feeling a slight weight of annoyance on her shoulders. Looking at her son's back, she sighed deeply. She gave birth to this little devil, but she could never tell what was on his mind. As his mother, she wished that she could understand him better.
Ma Rui took Han Luo to the living room and told her, ”Luo'er, there is something I want to tell you. Listen to me properly, okay?”
”All right!” Han Luo cutely agreed.
In the meantime, Mo Yuan went to the rose garden. Han Luo usually played there with the dancing butterflies and two bunnies. Thinking of her charming smile and spoiled manners, he couldn't imagine her being a naughty child.
Recalling her conversation with Butler Noah, a smirk was plastered on his face. ”Things are going to be interesting from now on.”