Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
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Nian Xiaomu took a look at the time subconsciously when she heard what he said and noticed that it was getting very late.
Yu Yuehan’s phone call was most likely a tactic to urge her to head back and accompany Xiao Liuliu for her meal.
In a haste, Nian Xiaomu replied,
Young Master, I will surely be home in half an hour!
She ended the call hurriedly and stood up with the support of the stone bench.
Hobbling, she headed toward the exit of the theme park.
With great difficulty, she avoided the crowd, flagged down a cab, and rushed back to the Yu Family villa.
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Click.
The sound of a phone hanging up rang out from the cell phone.
Yu Yuehan put the phone away and knitted his eyebrows—how dare she hang up on him?
Where was she at?
The noises in the background did not seem right.
She wasn’t around in the office this afternoon?
Yu Yuehan opened his mouth indifferently and asked.
The assistant hurriedly explained,
Supervisor Nian applied for permission to head offsite for a trip. It’s just that nobody seems to know where she went. I confirmed that Shangxin did not have any events today, but I am not very sure about her personal schedule.
Although he was the honorable personal assistant of the president, he seemed to be turning into Nian Xiaomu’s attendant instead.
He had to poke into Nian Xiaomu’s affairs everyday in case Young Master suddenly asked about her.
…
Not in the office.
Did she go looking for Shangxin again?
A ray of dark light flashed past Yu Yuehan’s eyes. He sat on the sofa, took out a finance magazine, and read it for a while.
However, he seemed to be constantly distracted.
He swept his gaze subconsciously to the luxurious watch on his wrist.
Half an hour was nearly up…
The next second, he saw a lone and skinny figure walk in hurriedly.
It seemed that there was something wrong with her knees; her walking posture seemed to be different from usual, and she was leaning forward slightly.
Yu Yuehan threw the magazine onto the coffee table. He stood up and walked toward her.
What’s wrong with your knees?
… nothing, I merely bumped it against something.
Nian Xiaomu had planned on explaining that she came back late because of work when Yu Yuehan swept her off her feet and carried her in his arms.
When her body soared up, she was so shocked that she held onto his neck at once.
The strong and overbearing aura of a man hit her directly in the face!
As Nian Xiaomu came back to her senses, she raised her head in surprise and looked at his handsome face. She noticed the long face that he was pulling, but could not determine if he was angry from his obscure and unclear look. As such, she reckoned that it would currently be safer to speak less.
Very quickly, she was placed onto the sofa.
Butler, call the doctor over.
Nian Xiaomu pulled on the sleeve of his shirt at once when she heard that he was summoning the doctor.
No need, no need. I merely bumped into something and will be fine after applying medicine to it along with some massage.
She wasn’t so fragile that she had to head to the hospital after just a bump.
Afraid that Yu Yuehan would not buy her story, she even pointedly rolled up her trousers and allowed him to take a glance at the injury to her knees.
It was red and swollen, but not a serious injury. Although it had been really painful when she first bumped it and it had caused her to fall into a daze for quite some time, she felt much better now.
When Yu Yuehan heard this, he stared at her for three seconds with a treacherous look; his expression only returned back to normal when he saw that she was indeed fine.
He instructed the butler to bring the medical kit over.
Pretty Sister!
Xiao Liuliu ran out of her room immediately when she heard that Nian Xiaomu was back and was about to rush into her embrace.
Just as her soft body dashed a few steps forward, the collar of her shirt was caught by a sturdy arm.
He carried her up and opened his mouth faintly, saying,
She is injured and cannot carry you right now.
…
Xiao Liuliu was suddenly hoisted into the air. Shrinking her little neck, she looked at Nian Xiaomu with her huge eyes in confusion.
Question marks filled her delicate little face.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
Where is the Daddi who loves me the most?
