Si Mingjing heaved a great sigh of relief, her eyes playfully sly. "No problem, but your brother’s constitution is weak. After taking the medicine this evening, he’ll experience the same thing as last night. Without me, I’m afraid he still won’t be able to pull through."
Ye Shen was considering exactly this issue. "I will figure something out when the time comes. Also, you’re not allowed to bite my brother again tonight!"
Si Mingjing’s ears heated up slightly. "I didn’t do it on purpose."
Who asked that man to hold her and not let go?
With that, she walked into the living room to help Xiaobai with his homework.
When Xiaobai finished his homework, the sky had darkened, and the butler called them to the dining hall for a meal.
At that moment, Mo Yinhe came down from upstairs. He was dressed very casually—a pure white shirt paired with black dress pants. However, this could not hide the noble and refined air about him. The top three buttons of his shirt were undone, faintly revealing teeth marks near his collarbone.
Si Mingjing glanced at them, quickly averted her gaze, and could hardly bear to look directly.
She desperately wanted to rush up and button his shirt for him. This man! Doesn’t he know how to cover up a little? Absolutely scandalous!
In the dining hall, Ye Nianbai stared wide-eyed at his outrageously handsome dad. "Daddy, who bit you?"
"My woman," Mo Yinhe replied nonchalantly as he pulled out the chair at the head of the table and sat down. His demeanor was graceful and his expression calm, as if devoid of any boastful emotion.
COUGH. COUGH, COUGH...
Si Mingjing, who had been drinking her soup, choked badly upon hearing this.
Ye Nianbai immediately stood up, stretching out his small hand to pat her back—the little sweetheart, always wanting to dote on the girl he considered his. "Jingjing, are you okay? It’s not like you bit my dad’s shoulder. Why are you so nervous?"
COUGH, COUGH, COUGH, COUGH...
Si Mingjing choked even more severely!
This little imp, blurting out such blatant truths!
Ye Shen also choked, looking up and insisting, "Brother, I really was the one who bit you. Can you please calm down? It really wasn’t Sister-in-law."
Ye Shen feared that the greater his brother’s hope, the greater his disappointment would be.
Mo Yinhe completely ignored Ye Shen. Once he was certain of something, no one’s objection could change his mind.
The woman he had been nurturing since she was twelve... he was all too familiar with her pheromones. They were etched into his bones, fused with his flesh and blood—unforgettable for a lifetime.
Ye Nianbai jumped up excitedly. "Daddy, is Mommy back?"
Mo Yinhe’s eyes darkened, and his brow furrowed slightly, but he remained silent.
He also wanted to know: if that woman had indeed returned, why was she playing hide-and-seek with him?
Mo Yinhe’s voice was deep. "No rush. I’ll catch your mom. She’s always been mischievous, never the quiet type. Once I catch her, I’ll lock her up for three days and three nights and see if she still dares to run off without a trace."
Ye Nianbai vehemently argued, "Dad, that’s not what you usually teach me! You say that you must cherish your own woman. Even if she’s wrong, a man must be magnanimous, take the initiative to admit fault, and patiently coax her. You say that’s what you call ’being correct,’ and a true man should be adaptable."
"What do you know? Don’t talk when you eat or when you’re in bed. Just eat your food properly." Mo Yinhe wasn’t about to be schooled by his son.
Ye Nianbai huffed proudly. "It’s definitely because you didn’t cherish Mom that she abandoned us! You should learn from me—my Jingjing would never leave me."
COUGH, COUGH, COUGH...
Poor Si Mingjing choked again.
This little guy, does he completely misunderstand the meaning of ’never leave’? When had she ever promised to stick by him like that?
However, warning bells clanged in Si Mingjing’s heart. It seemed that tonight, she absolutely had to add something extra to the herbal medicine Mo Yinhe would be brewing—something to ensure he wouldn’t wake up easily. She couldn’t afford to flee in such a sorry state again, like last night.