Chapter 21 - 21 Sweet honey

Editor: Larbre Studio

He didn’t know how his injury was now, whether it had worsened or not.

Mo Jun, who lived in a guest room on the first floor, came out and made her way to the master bedroom upstairs with practiced ease.

However, at the doorway to Hao Yansen’s bedroom, she happened to run into Shang Shi coming out from inside.

Upon seeing her, Shang Shi’s eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of wariness crossing the depths of his gaze.

The villa was not small, and there were many rooms.

But the way Mo Jun was acting, it looked as if she had come straight here.

Shang Shi was already cautious of her, and now felt even more so, “Miss Mo, what do you need?”

His voice was also very cold, bearing a deliberate guard.

Mo Jun knew what he was thinking and responded naturally, “I came to see how he’s doing. May I go in?”

“The young master is resting now, it’s not convenient to disturb him.”

“Let her in.” Shang Shi had just finished speaking when Hao Yansen’s deep voice came from inside.

Shang Shi was momentarily stunned, then stepped aside, allowing Mo Jun to enter.

Mo Jun walked into Hao Yansen’s master bedroom with composure and saw him standing by the bed, changing his clothes.

Hao Yansen was tall with a very slim and perfect figure.

In her past life, Mo Jun always liked watching him change, and for some reason, she found that the image of him was very sexy.

Accidentally stumbling upon a scene she enjoyed, a smile involuntarily curled up at the corners of her mouth.

And that smile, naturally, did not escape Hao Yansen’s eyes.

This woman, why does she always seem to smile the moment she sees him?

Hao Yansen’s expression was indifferent as he took a deep look at her and inquired, “What do you want from me?”

Mo Jun answered with a smile, “To thank you for taking me in last night. Actually, I was homeless, which is why I came to you. But I also truly wanted to come see you.”

“Since you’re thanking me for taking you in, shouldn’t you tell me why you know me?” Hao Yansen slowly fastened the buttons of his shirt, his voice calm as he asked.

The way he was handling this strange, unfamiliar woman could only be described as remarkably composed.

That composure and resolution were also what Mo Jun liked about him.

Mo Jun’s smile widened involuntarily, “I can’t explain, but I just know you. Maybe one day, I’ll tell you the truth.”

“Oh, and when might that day be?” Hao Yansen’s gaze shifted as he stared faintly into her eyes.

“Perhaps the day I can’t hold back anymore.” Mo Jun responded with another smile.

Hao Yansen couldn’t help but curve his lips, “Then I hope you don’t have too much self-control.”

“I won’t,” Mo Jun deflected the topic with concern, “How is your injury, feeling any better?”

“Thanks for the concern, I’m quite well.” Hao Yansen fastened the last button and countered, “Is there anything else? Surely you came for more than just to express gratitude and concern.”

“Hmm.” Mo Jun nodded, “I’m good now, I won’t bother you any longer.”

Having said that, she turned to leave, but after only two steps, Hao Yansen’s low and pleasant voice rang out from behind, “Miss Mo, have we really never met before?”

Mo Jun turned around but didn’t immediately reply.

Just when Hao Yansen thought they might indeed have met before, she suddenly smiled playfully and countered, “What do you guess?”

Hao Yansen: “…”

Unable to hold back a radiant smile, Mo Jun said, “However, you can find the answer in a song.”

“What?” Hao Yansen asked reflexively, and Shang Shi at the doorway perked up his ears too.

Mo Jun looked at him deeply, as if calling out to him, she recited, “Sweet…honey.”