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He reached out and slowly peeled the blanket off her, eventually scooping her up. “Where are you hurting? Does it hurt that badly?”
With a smile, the man pulled her into his arms, made her lie on him, and then started slowly massaging her arm.
Ye Erruo’s brows gradually relaxed during the soothing massage as she shifted to find a more comfortable position on him.
“I’m hungry…” she grumbled.
She was feeling so famished and sleepy that she could practically eat with her eyes closed while sleeping.
“What do you want to eat?”
Her face appeared weary. “What time is it?”
“Half-past four.”
“It’s almost breakfast time,” the woman whispered.
“Hm? What do you want to eat then? I’ll get the maids to deliver it here. You can continue sleeping once you’re done with breakfast,” he cooed after placing a kiss on top of her head.
Meat. She was craving meat so much that she felt like she could gobble a whole cow down right now.
“Chicken drumsticks, foie gras, braised ribs, braised prawns…”
She rattled off a whole list of food that was mostly meat-based. Mo Jiangye chuckled when he heard that. She must be starving.
It was already past six o’clock in the morning by the time the woman finished her meal and went back to bed.
It was pitch-dark in the room and the curtains were fully shut. She had fallen into a sweet slumber. Based on her even breathing, one could tell how deeply she was sleeping right now.
After tucking his wife under the blanket properly, the man quietly left the bedroom.
“Good morning, Young—” A servant who was cleaning a room on the first floor tried to greet him.
“No need to clean the second floor today, and no one is allowed to head upstairs.”
“Understood…”
Even though he had not slept much throughout the night, he was still feeling quite energetic. Hence, he left the house early in the morning.
Around noon…
Bzzt, bzzt, bzzt…
The phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated, but the woman, who had fallen into a deep sleep, could not hear a thing.
Bzzt, bzzt, bzzt…
The relentless ringing of the phone eventually managed to get a reaction out of her.
“Who is it?” she mumbled in a slur.
However, there was no response from the connected line.
“Who is it?” the groggy woman asked again with her eyes shut.
No one answered her, though.
Ye Erruo stared at the phone in puzzlement. The call was from a foreign number.
Wrong number?
She ended the call in a fit of anger, tucked her head under the blanket, and continued sleeping.
Bzzt, bzzt, bzzt… The phone started vibrating again.
Her fury exploded and she tossed her phone to a corner.
This time, she slept for a long time and only woke up when the sky had already darkened.
Dressed in loose, comfy clothing, she headed downstairs with an empty cup.
A maid happened to enter the house with her Mashimaro plushie at the same time. “You’re awake, Young Madam.”
“Where’s Mo Jiangye?”
“The meal is ready. Young Master will be getting home soon.”
Still feeling a little unwell, she walked to the living room to pour herself a cup of water. It was only then that she realized that she was currently wearing the ring they had customized the day before. It was unknown when her husband had put it on for her.
“Young Madam, another bouquet has been delivered here today. Someone’s been delivering these flowers daily, but as you ordered, I didn’t sign the receipt.”
“Have you managed to find out who’s the sender?”
Xiao Mei softly said, “I’ve found the flower shop, but the boss doesn’t know who ordered the flowers either. Someone has given them one million in cash so they will deliver a different variety of flowers every day.”
Ye Erruo furrowed her brows tight. Just who exactly is this anonymous sender? There’s no information about that person at all.
“The delivery man nearly bumped into Young Master this morning,” added the servant fearfully.