Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The assistant trembled from head to toe!
Turning to look at Yu Yuehan, his young masterâs face was expectedly as black as the bottom of a pan.
The glaring stare that he was shooting at Lombardi could almost zap off that arm!
The surrounding chill could be felt by the people standing a few feet away.
After a few seconds, Nian Xiaomu finally recalled that Yu Yuehan was right there. Turning around with a blank expression, she asked, âThe reservation has been made, Master Han. Donât you want to go in?â
ââ¦â
Hearing her words, Yu Yuehanâs eyes flickered.
He sauntered over to her and removed the coat that he was wearing. Then, he handed it over to her and said, âHold it for me.â
âOkay.â Nian Xiaomu released Lombardiâs arm and took the coat from Yu Yuehan with two hands before breaking into a frown.
âItâs chilly today. Youâll catch a cold if you donât wear a coat. Put it on first and take it off in the restaurant.â Without waiting for Yu Yuehanâs reply, Nian Xiaomu helped him put his coat back on.
Just as if she were looking after a child, she even helped him adjust his collar.
As there was a height difference between them, she had to balance on tiptoe as she stood in front of him.
After she was done smoothing out his collar, she stepped back in satisfaction, clapped her hands with a smile, and said âDone.â
Seeing the wide smile on her face, the frosty aura from Yu Yuehan dissipated without a traceâ¦
Lombardi watched the entire scene unfold as he stood by the side. Then, he jokingly said, âMaster Han is so blessed to have married such a good wife.â
ââ¦â
As soon as Lombardi spoke, Nian Xiaomuâs body froze as a streak of panic flashed past her face.
Then, she recalled that Yu Yuehan had said that he only understood basic greetings in Italian, so she heaved a sigh of relief when she figured that he would not have understood what Lombardi said.
Just as she was about to clarify with Lombardi, Yu Yuehan said, âTranslate for me.â
âWhat?â
âTranslate what Lombardi just said to me.â There was a flash of light in Yu Yuehanâs eyes as he calmly repeated his instruction.
Nian Xiaomu: ââ¦!!â
Was it too late to pretend that she did not understand the Italian language?
Seeing Yu Yuehanâs expression, she knew that he would not enter the restaurant to have dinner if she did not translate it for him.
Nian Xiaomu cleared her throat and put on a brave front as she threw a glance at Lombardi.
After confirming that his Chinese interpreter was not with him, she proceeded to reply to Yu Yuehan.
âMr. Lombardi complimented you on your good looks. He thinks that you look like someone who is very blessed in life.â
âIs that so?â Yu Yuehan raised his brow.
His penetrating gaze made Nian Xiaomu feel afraid of being found out, so she quickly added, âHe also said that you will definitely marry a good wife in future!â
âIs that so?â Yu Yuehan tilted his aloof face slightly as he broke into an ambiguous smile. It seemed like he believed what she was saying.
Nian Xiaomu was trying to catch her breath when he nonchalantly spoke up again.
âThen did he say who my wife will be?â
âAhem!â Choked by her own saliva, Nian Xiaomu looked up in horror.
She tried to confirm that she wasnât hearing voices, then shook her head wildly.
âNo! He didnât say anything!â
ââ¦â
âYou must be joking with me, Young Master. How would Mr. Lombardi know who your wife will be? He was just complimenting you.â Afraid that Yu Yuehan would continue to question her, Nian Xiaomu reached out to hook his arm and pulled him to walk away with her.
âItâs too cold outside. Letâs continue to talk inside!â
Not wanting to expose her little lie, the corners of Yu Yuehanâs lips lifted as he watched her flushed face that was filled with guilt.
His eyes fell on her hand that was holding on to his hand, and his spirits were lifted immediately!