Jun Moyan took the phone, checked the time, and seeing a red dot on top of the message, habitually clicked to check.
He never let things pile up; whatever needed doing had to be handled immediately.
The message was sent by Hong Yi a few hours ago.
Wen Xiao’ai saw Jun Moyan suddenly frown, his whole aura turning gloomy, and was a bit puzzled.
Jun Moyan restrained his aura, adjusted his emotions, turned off the phone, and set it aside.
"The people who harassed you tonight were sent by Wu Zhihan."
Remembering that Wen Xiao’ai didn’t know the real name of Madam Jun, he added, "Jun Wuyang’s mother."
Wen Xiao’ai widened her eyes, then frowned, very angry: "Hateful, so awful. We came all the way to the Holy City, and she still sent people to chase us here. Hmph, just wait until this Princess’s stomach doesn’t hurt anymore, and I’ll see how to deal with her."
"Let her live a few more days first, we’ll deal with her after we return from the Demon Realm."
Since she sought her own demise, he would happily send her to join Jun Wuyang.
Wen Xiao’ai suddenly thought of something, glanced at Jun Moyan’s face, and tentatively asked, "Uh... did you know about me bumping into the bad guys tonight?"
"If I hadn’t asked, would you have never told me?"
"I just didn’t want you to worry, and besides, I’m fine. I gave those bad guys a really good beating."
Mostly, she feared that if Jun Moyan knew she went out and encountered bad people, he’d scold her.
"From now on, no matter what happens, you must tell me."
"Oh, got it. Jun Moyan, I’m thirsty." Wen Xiao’ai quickly changed the subject.
After drinking water, Wen Xiao’ai lay down and patted the space beside her, saying to Jun Moyan, "Let’s sleep."
Jun Moyan got on the bed and turned off the lights. As soon as he lay down, Wen Xiao’ai snuggled into his arms.
Jun Moyan reached out and held her, rubbing his chin on the top of her head: "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."
Not to mention, that medicine really worked wonders, Wen Xiao’ai slept soundly until dawn without a peep of pain.
The next day she woke up lively and energetic again.
Seeing that the food she bought for Jun Moyan yesterday was only partly eaten, and hadn’t been thrown away, Wen Xiao’ai, her scars barely healed from the pain, couldn’t resist her cravings and was just about to sneak some when she got caught red-handed by Jun Moyan.
After some stubborn denial, Jun Moyan punished her by making her stand in the corner.
Wen Xiao’ai stood in the corner watching Jun Moyan happily enjoy his delicious breakfast, crying softly.
After actively admitting her mistake, she was finally let off.
After breakfast, Jun Moyan took Wen Xiao’ai out to buy a phone; once back at the hotel, he taught her how to use it.
Once Wen Xiao’ai learned how to make calls, she kept calling Jun Moyan.
Even though he was sitting right next to her, she still held the phone and chatted with him.
Jun Moyan’s phone was tied up all day long, even calls from the company were set aside, while he played along with Wen Xiao’ai.
When Wen Xiao’ai got tired of talking, she wouldn’t even hang up, just placed the phone aside, continued eating, or watched TV, and would pick it up and say a few more words whenever she remembered.
It wasn’t until her phone ran out of battery that it stopped, and during this gap, Shangguan Yu finally got through to Jun Moyan’s phone. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel-fire.ɴet
"Damn it, Jun Moyan, what the hell are you doing? Your phone’s been busy the whole time. Where are all these calls coming from?"
"Xiao’ai is just messing around."
Jun Moyan’s one sentence nearly brought Shangguan Yu, who was already in a bad mood, to tears.