C26 (1/2)
Just as he was wondering, the servant knocked on the door. ”Young Mistress, the Young Master has asked you to come down for dinner.”
Dinner? Qiao Xinran blinked. She said it in a nice way, she should go down and serve him a meal.
But forget it, since he had sent someone to get her, if she didn't go down, then if that devil got angry again, she wouldn't be able to eat anything good either. It was better to go down obediently right now.
”Got it.” She grumbled as she climbed down from the bed with a face full of unwillingness. After a simple wash, she found a white shirt from the wardrobe and put it on before going downstairs rather bashfully.
Although Han Mo's shirts were long enough to cover her thighs, he still felt uncomfortable wearing his clothes like this. It was as if he was living in his home.
Han Mo was seated at the dining table, elegantly eating his bread. Upon seeing her come down, he gave a slight glance to her, before withdrawing his gaze. This woman was wearing his shirt again!
However, the way she wore her shirt looked pretty good.
There was a kind of lovable feeling about her that was more lovable than the way she acted when she was angry.
As he thought of this, he raised his cup and took a sip of milk without saying a word.
Qiao Xinran glared at him, and then stood behind him without a sound. He was hungry with his chest against his back, but did not dare reach out to grab the food.
”Eat, what are you standing there for?” Han Mo said impatiently.
Eh? Eating? Did she hear wrong? He actually let her eat?
Didn't he repeatedly emphasize that she was just a servant that he had bought and didn't have the qualifications to sit and eat with him? Furthermore, he had to wait for him to finish eating before he could eat. What happened today? He actually took the initiative to ask her to sit down and eat.
”Don't let me say it a second time!” he ordered without looking up.
Qiao Xinran blinked her eyes as shshelooked at him, but she couldn't find any expression on that ice mountain face. However, before he could speak again, he quickly sat down.
He sneaked a glance at him while carefully reaching for a piece of bread.
Han Mo acted as if he did not see her, and continued eating, not saying a word, his face expressionless.
She didn't dare to make a sound. The two of them were quiet. Even the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves outside the window could be heard.
”I'll bring you home later and pay a visit to my parents.” Han Mo suddenly said something, scaring Qiao Xinran to the point that he shivered.
”Go home? Are you saying that... ”My house?” Qiao Xinran looked at him blankly, afraid that she had heard wrongly.
”Truly noisy …” Han Mo shot her a dissatisfied glance, and did not speak further. He raised his head to drink the milk in his cup.
What's wrong with him now? Why did he have to bring me home all of a sudden? I clearly said yesterday that I won't let her go home.
Had he been beaten silly? Or was it a concussion? Did he lose his memory?
It can't be, I clearly didn't hit him too hard, and the wound on his forehead is only a tiny bit, it shouldn't be that serious right?
What if I really lose my memory?
While stuffing food into his mouth, he kept glancing at him with the corner of his eye. From the looks of it, he didn't look like he was seriously injured. How could he be so abnormal?
Han Mo had already realized that she was secretly looking at him. He really wanted to smack his hand on her head.
It was clearly her who was crying and shouting about wanting to go home, but now that he was going to send her back, why couldn't she believe him?