Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
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Her head was definitely not screwed on straight at that time!
Nian Xiaomu really wanted to say that she regretted it now.
The man standing before her appeared calm, but his emotions were in fact tempestuous on the inside.
The apathetic tone sounded unaffected, but it was filled with intimidation…
The hand that was propped to her side was placed right next to her neck because of their height difference.
It was as if he would strangle her neck if he snapped suddenly!
I, I…
Nian XIaomu had totally not expected him to really come.
The indignation of being fired had turned into shock the moment she saw Yu Yuehan!
When she recovered her senses, she realized that she should demand an apology from him. However, she was terror-stricken by the murderous look in his eyes and held her tongue, unable to speak a word.
Now can you go back with me?
Yu Yuehan pulled back his arm and took a step back.
Just inches apart, he studied her stunned face, but his expression was cold and unfeeling.
This self-possessed disposition was definitely not one that was apologetic!
I only said that I wanted you to come personally to ask me to return, but I didn’t say that I would definitely go back with you!
Nian Xiaomu pulled herself together and rejected him immediately.
He had not even said sorry to her!
How could it be up to him to say that she was fired or that she was to return? Didn’t she deserve some face?
Mmm?
Yu Yuehan’s dark eyes narrowed and a chilly flash of light swept across his face.
The atmosphere in the surroundings seemed to become dreary when he uttered,
mmm.
Nian Xiaomu was pressed against the wall of the narrow stairway and felt a shiver go down her spine.
She wanted to run, but he was just standing right in front of her. She did not know if it was intentional, but he stood between her and the door to her house.
Even if she wanted to run, she had no chance of running away…
Nian Xiaomu braced herself and stubbornly pursed her lips, refusing to concede defeat.
Young Master, there is a call from the villa. They said Little Miss’ fever became more serious and asked you to go back immediately!
the butler suddenly came forward and anxiously reported the message.
Hearing this, the color on Yu Yuehan’s face changed.
He narrowed his eyes and turned to leave.
Wait a minute, what did you all say just now? Xiao Liuliu is running a fever?
Nian Xiaomu blurted as she snapped out of her daze and instinctively grabbed ahold of his arm.
A look of panic was written plainly on her face.
Before Yu Yuehan could reply to her, she walked over to face him.
You came to look for me because Xiao Liuliu has a fever?
…
Yu Yuehan raised his brow when he heard this.
The butler had not told her that?
He caught the look of worry on her face and lowered his dark eyes. He opened his lips and spoke,
Xiao Liuliu is throwing a tantrum now. She refuses to eat medicine if she does not see you.
…
Nian Xiaomu was shocked.
A gush of indescribable emotions filled her heart, and there was a strange stinging sensation in her eyes.
The image of that cuddly ball jumping into her arms to coo and kiss her flashed before her… and also how she had cried and begged her not to leave when Yu Yuehan fired her.
Now because of her, Xiao Liuliu was not even willing to take medicine when she was sick.
You jerks, why didn’t you say so earlier?
Nian Xiaomu released her grip, turned to lock her door, and walked ahead of them.
Young Master, she has agreed to go back with us just with that?
the butler asked as he looked at the figure disappear at the end of the staircase.
The person who had just been so unyielding had suddenly changed her mind.
It was more unpredictable than the weather in June!
…
Yu Yuehan’s eyes shifted when he heard the butler’s words.
She had done it for Xiao Liuliu…
The look in one’s eyes cannot lie.
Her concern for Xiao Liuliu was genuine.
Go back,
Yu Yuehan replied with only two words as he looked at his arm that had been held by her just now. He tried to control the stirred emotions in himself and briskly went down the stairs.
