Chapter 79: The Wife Who Returned Home
Flowers bloom along the lane; you can return at a leisurely pace now.
For some reason, that beautiful line of poetry suddenly flashed through Mo Jun’s mind.
Noticing her gaze, Hao Yansen turned his head slightly to look at her. In the dim light, his eyes were so deep that they immediately captivated her.
“Back already?” he asked in a low voice, as if he were addressing a wife who had just returned home.
Mo Jun felt her eyes inexplicably moisten as she walked quietly up to him.
“Were you…” waiting for me?
“What happened to your face?” He interrupted her before she could finish, frowning. His tone seemed to darken a bit.
Mo Jun touched her cheek, feeling a bit of pain.
The slaps that Mo Xinyu had given her had been delivered with all her strength.
Her fair cheeks now bore a hint of dark bruising.
Mo Jun smiled as if it was nothing, “I’m fine, just got hit a couple times by Mo Xinyu, but I paid her back in kind.”
“They hit you?” Hao Yansen’s tone rose slightly, carrying an almost imperceptible edge of danger.
“It was just Xinyu who hit me, and I hit her back!” Mo Jun emphasized, not wanting him to think she was helpless.
“Go get the medicine,” Hao Yansen ordered Shang Shi, without asking anything further.
Shang Shi paused, then smartly figured out which medicine to get!
“Yes!” He dashed into the villa and quickly came back with an ointment.
Mo Jun reached out to take it, but Hao Yansen was quicker. He opened the ointment, squeezed some onto his finger, and then reached toward her…
“You, I can do it myself,” Mo Jun said in surprise.
Hao Yansen ignored her protest, applying the ointment forcibly yet gently. Touched by his tender fingers, Mo Jun’s face quickly flushed red.
Even though it was quite cold outside, nothing could cool the warmth on her face.
“You will feel warmth after this ointment is applied, but it’s very effective,” Hao Yansen said in a deep voice.
Mo Jun suddenly realized, “No wonder my face feels so hot…”
As she finished speaking, she might have been mistaken, but she thought she saw a flicker of a smile in the depths of Hao Yansen’s eyes.
When she looked again, his gaze had returned to being cool and deep.
But Mo Jun couldn’t look away; she was as if enchanted by him.
After what seemed like an eternity, Hao Yansen withdrew his fingers with a touch of nostalgia, looking deep into her eyes, “There, it’s done.”
“Oh…” Mo Jun awkwardly averted her gaze, cursing herself for being so easily distracted today.
How had she suddenly lost all her composure?
“Why did you suddenly come back?” Hao Yansen suddenly asked again.
Reminded of this, Mo Jun was unsure where to begin, yet there was so much she wanted to tell him, “I was quite lucky today…”
“Let’s talk inside,” Hao Yansen said and turned to walk into the villa. Mo Jun hesitated for a moment before quickly following him.
Then he went straight to the dining room, and when Mo Jun followed, she saw the table laden with a feast.
She had just shown her surprise when suddenly a bang sounded, and colorful ribbons sprayed over her.
“Surprise!” Bai Lang suddenly jumped out, his voice filled with excitement, “Jun, welcome back! This is all for you, aren’t you surprised?”
Mo Jun was stunned, feeling unexpectedly honored, “For me?”
“Yes, just to celebrate your return. Are you touched?” Bai Lang asked with a beaming smile, and indeed, Mo Jun was moved.