Chapter 18

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Mo He finally felt much better under Xia Yan’s meticulous care the following day. Xia Yan lay on the sofa, sensing a figure moving in front of her. She hurriedly got up and saw Mo He’s tall and thin figure walking around the room through her hazy eyes.

Xia Yan blinked and looked toward the curtains. ‘It’s still dark outside. What is he doing?’

A moment later, the bedroom’s lights turned on. Xia Yan covered her eyes with her hands and cursed in her heart, ‘Son of a b*tch!’

“What are you doing? Can’t you tell me that you’re going to turn the lights on?!” Xia Yan asked fiercely.

Mo He chuckled but didn’t intend to reply. When Xia Yan’s eyes adjusted to the lights, she took out her phone and looked at it. “It’s not even six in the morning yet! Why are you up so early?! Are you rushing to your death?”

“I’m just used to waking up this early,” Mo He answered with compassion.

Xia Yan couldn’t help but lean back on the sofa and exclaim in her heart, ‘I can’t live like this!’

Xia Yan couldn’t go back to sleep since Mo He had already woken up. Mo He opened the bedroom door and saw his assistant, Liao Chen, waiting around.

Xia Yan was curious. ‘Liao Chen couldn’t have been waiting here all night, right? Otherwise, when did he wake up to serve this evil boss of his?’ Xia Yan felt sorry for Liao Chen.

Liao Chen stood at the door and glanced at Xia Yan. He quickly bowed and greeted her, “Hello, Young Madam Mo.”

Xia Yan smiled even though she knew Liao Chen couldn’t see through her mask. She warmly replied, “Hello there. You’re Liao Chen, right?”

Liao Chen dared not say much and briefly replied, “Y-Yes.”

Seeing as Liao Chen dared not talk, Xia Yan got bored and turned her attention to Mo He. Her husband was comparable to a male model.

However, rumor had it that this big shot was physically disabled. Xia Yan wondered how Mo He managed to maintain his physique. She couldn’t help but recall Xia Rou’s threats when she thought of the rumors.

Xia Rou said, “If you refuse to marry that disabled person, you can forget about your grandma’s operation!”

Xia Yan clenched her fists and gritted her teeth discreetly. Mo He packed his things and prepared to leave when he noticed Xia Yan sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Mo He rudely reminded Xia Yan, “You’re not allowed to leave this room without my permission. Do you understand?”

Mo He’s voice reached Xia Yan, causing her to snap back to reality. She tilted her head and looked at Mo He. “Since I’m such an eyesore to you, can I have my own room, Young Master Mo He?”

Mo He glanced at Xia Yan’s pitiful expression as his face grew increasingly unsightly. “Don’t act desperate. You’re not allowed to leave until I tell you to. I won’t let you make any requests, nor do you have the right to do so. Do you understand?”

Mo He didn’t wait for Xia Yan’s reply and left the room as he shut the door with a loud bang.

Xia Yan looked at the tightly shut door and sighed helplessly, “Why is he so bad-tempered?” She then went to the bathroom and washed up after ridiculing Mo He.

When Xia Yan exited the bathroom, Du Xia pushed the door open and walked in. “Young Madam Mo, you’re up already?”

Xia Yan nodded as she walked toward the dressing table to take off her mask. Since Du Xia had already seen her face, Xia Yan didn’t intend to hide it from the little girl any longer.

Du Xia stared blankly at Xia Yan’s face as she was curious and envious. “You’re truly gorgeous, Young Madam Mo.”

Xia Yan looked at Du Xia through the mirror and smiled. Then she said softly, “But you will keep this a secret, right?”

Du Xia hurriedly nodded and replied, “I’ll do whatever you say, Young Madam Mo!” It was as if Xia Yan had bewitched the little girl. Du Xia’s eyes were fixed on Xia Yan.

Xia Yan revealed another smile. “Thank you, Du Xia. Can I trouble you to get me some food? I’m pretty hungry.”

Du Xia pondered and said, “Madam Mo and the others are eating downstairs. I will bring you some food when they’re done, Young Madam Mo.”

Xia Yan was grateful. “You’re a good person, Du Xia.”

Du Xia blushed when Xia Yan praised her. Xia Yan then put her mask back on when she completed her skincare routine.

Although Du Xia was curious about Xia Yan, she didn’t ask too many questions. Now that she had decided to do as Xia Yan said, the little girl knew she couldn’t inquire about her master’s matters.

Xia Yan walked to the bedside, lamenting that she hadn’t slept on a proper bed for two nights. She would roll around on the bed when she grew bored.