Chapter 969 - My Brain’s Heating Up

Chapter 969: My Brain’s Heating Up
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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!