Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Nian Xiaomu silently cursed in her heart.
Yu Yuehan’s face was so handsome that having any picture of his on the phone would make one feel like licking the screen.
However, when she looked at his face again, she had the urge to disfigure it…
Why was he so good-looking?
He was not only good-looking, but he was also attracting unwanted attention!
After settling Wen Yadai, here comes a Zheng Yan.
Yu Yuehan raised his eyebrows and said, “Speak up if you have something to say.”
Not speaking up.
It would be far too embarrassing for him to know that she was feeling jealous.
They were in a cold war, and he had not even asked her to move back in. If he knew that she was jealous, he would probably have his nose in the air.
Does a goddess not deserve to save face?
Nian Xiaomu puffed up her cheeks angrily and lowered her head to eat the fish.
She finished eating all the fish on the plate viciously as if she was not eating fish, but Yu Yuehan’s flesh!
Seeing that she was so p*ssed that she was going to turn into a pufferfish, Yu Yuehan placed a piece of meat in her bowl.
“Nian Xiaomu, aren’t you being childish?”
Nian Xiaomu heard that he even had the nerve to point fingers, she picked up the piece of meat in her bowl and threw it in his bowl furiously.
She blurted out, “That’s right. I am childish and unreasonable. Since you don’t like it, just go look for your Zheng Yan. I’m not putting up with you!”
At the next instant, she realized what she had said and sat in the chair dumbfounded.
Since she had mentioned it, she might as well make herself clear.
“What’s your relationship with Zheng Yan? Why does she have a photograph of you taken on a bed? You must have been so pleased for the entire night with a beauty keeping you company right? You were so tired that you could not even get up the next morning!”
The more Nian Xiaomu spoke, the more jealous she felt. Towards the end of her speech, she was gritting her teeth in anger as she spoke.
“You’d better explain it as soon as possible. If you’re not able to provide a clear explanation, the goddess will throw you aside before you can even cheat!” Seemed to be written on her face.
Upon the mention of Zheng Yan’s name, Yu Yuehan had finally understood the situation.
He donned a calm expression on his elegant face.
He was not in a hurry to explain. Instead, he picked up Xiao Liuliu’s bowl and started to feed her.
“Yu Yuehan, don’t assume that you can get away with this if you remain silent. If you don’t make yourself clear, not only will I not let go of this matter, we won’t have to carry on either…”
Before Nian Xiaomu could finish speaking, he had already put down the bowl of rice.
He took a piece of tissue paper and wiped Xiao Liuliu’s mouth, who had eaten her fill.
Then, he instructed the butler to take Xiao Liuliu out to play.
Nian Xiaomu’s heart turned cold when she witnessed the scene.
There was no point in asking questions anymore.
He must have had a guilty conscience, which was why he did not dare to speak with Xiao Liuliu around.
He must have instructed the butler to take Xiao Liuliu away because he did not want to damage his reputation of a perfect father in Xiao Liuliu’s heart.
What about her?
Was she unimportant?
So frustrating!
“Zheng Yan had taken that photograph secretly,” said Yu Yuehan.
Without thinking, Nian Xiaomu said, “If she wanted to take the picture, you must have allowed her to do so. If you did not stay in a room with her, how else would she have got the chance to take the photograph secretly… Wait, you knew about it too? It means you have seen that photograph too! You knew that Zheng Yan had taken a photograph of you in that state and yet, with your temper, you let her off like this…”
“Listen to me first,” Yu Yuehan said. Looking at her rage, she was so p*ssed off that she had almost fainted.
He turned around and instructed the butler to pour a cup of Chrysanthemum tea for her.
Nian Xiaomu pushed it away and said, “I’m not drinking it. I need to keep myself angry. In case I discover that you’re cheating on me, even if I can’t chop you up, I can chop Zheng Yan up!”
Yu Yuehan cleared his throat. As if he was reminiscing, he parted his lips and said, “Do you remember the sketch that I saw in your room last time?”
