Chapter 1602: Chapter 1602 - Mommys the Best in the World

“Don’t worry, she won’t tell anyone,” Mu Ya said with certainty.

“I hope so, too,” Curtis said.

At this moment, the attic’s door opened. Holding onto a drawing pencil, Bai Qingqing walked out. “Who are you talking to?”

Then, she saw Mu Ya and quickly headed downstairs. “Mu Ya? You’re finally back. Seriously, you’ve even used your phone as collateral. I’ve redeemed it for you. I’ll give it to you right now.”

Bai Qingqing said as she walked over to the coffee table, taking out his phone from the drawer.

“Thank you, Mom,” Mommy said gratefully; his feelings for his mom suddenly deepened.

Bai Qingqing asked with concern, “If you still didn’t come home tonight, I was going to ask your dad and Parker to go out and look for you. What happened to the classmate sitting next to you?”

“I’ve found her,” Mu Ya snaked a glance at his room and wanted to say something. However, Curtis had unknowingly walked up behind him, patting his shoulder seemingly softly but actually heavily.

“It’s good that you’ve found her. Hurry up and go to school. Don’t spend too much energy on ordinary classmates.”

Mu Ya looked toward Curtis’s eyes that clearly wrote the word “threat”.

In the end, Mu Ya still didn’t say a single word and answered Curtis. He then said to his mom, “She has some problems at home and outsiders can’t really interfere. That’s why I came home. Mom, I’m hungry. I’ll go to school after eating something.”

“Hurry up and go then. Should I roast meat for you?” Bai Qingqing tidied his clothes. “Why is there so much fur on you? Take a shower before you go. Take your clothes out and I’ll wash them separately.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“En, I’ll prepare my own food. Mom, you don’t have to pay me any heed. Go back to your drawing,” Mu Ya said.

Bai Qingqing still wanted to help, but Curtis embraced her and headed upstairs directly. “Mu Ya is already so old. Let him take care of things by himself. Let’s go.”

It had been over a month since Mu Ya had reached maturity. He had gotten used to ordinary household appliances too, so Bai Qingqing didn’t insist and went upstairs with him.

Mu Ya entered the kitchen. There were some leftovers in the fridge. He took out a few better ones and heated them in the microwave. He then put them on plates and brought them to the room on the second floor.

“You’re back.”

The moment he came in, Shen Yin stood up from the bed and walked to him quickly.

Mu Ya’s heart immediately softened. He helped her to the bedside table, placed the food on it, then brought a stool over to let her sit down.

“Don’t walk. I saw that you bled a lot,” Mu Ya said.

Shen Yin’s face reddened. She lowered his head, not daring to raise it, and stuffed herself with food.

Mu Ya sat by the bed and looked at her, saying in a seemingly unconscious way, “About the matter that I can turn into an eagle, you mustn’t tell it to anyone else.”

After saying that Mu Ya felt nervous. It wasn’t because of her reply, but that he was scared that he might hurt her.

He believed that Shen Yin wouldn’t do anything that would harm him, but if she were to leak it by mistake, Curtis would definitely not let her off. This concerned her life, too.

Shen Yin stopped eating, looked at Mu Ya, and nodded vigorously, with no strange gleam in her eyes.

Mu Ya heaved a huge sigh of relief, his heart aching for her even more. He patted her head gently and said, “Hurry up and eat. I believe you.”

“You eat, too,” Shen Yin said. Seeing that there was only a bowl and a set of chopsticks, she shared one chopstick with him.

Mu Ya smiled. “I just have to eat every night. I don’t have to eat in the afternoon.”

Shen Yin looked at him doubtfully.

Mu Ya said, “You’ll know in the future, trust me.”

Only then did Shen Yin take back the chopstick, lower her head, and start gulping down the food.