Chapter 11

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Xia Yan shrugged and moved aside. She told Aunt Xu to bring the food over to Mo He while she picked up another bowl and started eating.

Mo He glanced at Xia Yan from time to time as he ate. “Weren’t you in the room just now?” He put down the spoon and looked at Xia Yan, who focused on eating the side dishes.

Xia Yan nodded but didn’t look at Mo He. She only said, “Yes, I was still in here since you guys won’t let me out of the room.”

Mo He looked at Xia Yan, stuffing her face, and furrowed his eyebrows. “Are you starving?”

Xia Yan glanced at Mo He and replied, “I only managed to find something to eat last midnight since leaving my family. This is my first real meal in the past two days. What do you think?”

Mo He saw Xia Yan eating so sloppily and couldn’t help but feel disgusted. “Didn’t your family teach you proper dining etiquette?”

Xia Yan sneered and ignored Mo He as she continued eating. Since she wore a mask, she had to tilt her body while eating to avoid Mo He’s gaze.

Mo He could barely see a fraction of Xia Yan’s fair and tender skin under her slightly lifted mask.He fixed his gaze on the woman’s face as if he wanted to see through the mask.

Xia Yan noticed Mo He’s prying gaze, so she turned her head and faced Mo He. “What are you doing? Do you want to see what I truly look like under this mask?”

Mo He immediately thought of the picture he saw of Xia Yan when she asked him this. He frowned and stiffly rejected, “N-No need! I’m afraid I’ll lose my appetite.”

Xia Yan shrugged and put down her hand that had reached her ear to remove the mask. Then she put away her bowl and chopsticks, took them to the door, and handed them to Aunt Xu, who was waiting outside.

Mo He didn’t have much of an appetite, and after eating half a bowl of porridge, he was full.

Xia Yan muttered, “What a waste of food.” Then she took Mo He’s bowl and chopsticks and left.

Mo He felt much better after sleeping for a while. Xia Yan sat on the sofa and faced Mo He when they heard a light knock on the door.

“Come in!” Mo He’s voice sounded nasal.

The door opened as Qiu Xin stood outside and looked at Mo He worriedly. “How are you feeling, Mo He? I heard that you woke up, so I rushed over to see if you’re alright!”

Qiu Xin quickly walked to the bedside as she spoke. Then she reached out to touch Mo He’s head, but he subconsciously avoided Qiu Xin’s hand. The woman’s hand awkwardly stopped in mid-air.

Xia Yan remained seated on the sofa and watched what had happened. It was evident she wanted to witness a show even though she wore a mask.

Qiu Xin looked at Mo He as if he had wronged her and gently sat by the bedside. “Are you still feeling unwell, Mo He? Did that woman…”

Qiu Xin paused before continuing, “Is she taking care of you properly? Why don’t I stay here and look after you? I’m more experienced than her.”

Xia Yan instantly perked up when she heard that Qiu Xin wanted to stay. Since she couldn’t leave the room, she had to continue seeing this annoying woman. What Xia Yan hated most was a woman who acted timidly but instead was a scheming b*tch.

There was already another scheming woman in the Xia family home, but Xia Yan refused to let Qiu Xin off so quickly.

Xia Yan stood up and walked toward Qiu Xin. Then she calmly reached out to grab Qiu Xin’s arm.

Qiu Xin didn’t react in time as Xia Yan quickly pulled her away from the bedside. Then Xia Yan sat where Qiu Xin sat. When Mo He saw this, he subconsciously shifted his body further away from his wife.

However, Xia Yan didn’t notice this. She only smiled at Mo He and said, “Hubby, I’ve taken care of you for an entire day. Do you have something to give me?”

“What do you mean?” Mo He stared at Xia Yan warily as he sensed her malicious smile.

Xia Yan twisted her body slightly, looking shy.

Mo He’s hair stood on end as he said coldly, “If you have something to say, you should say it now!”

Xia Yan laughed in her heart. “I’ve worked so hard to take care of you. Aren’t you going to buy me something as thanks? Maybe something like the necklace that Miss Qiu wanted in your study yesterday?”

Qiu Xin instantly became enraged when she heard that. She grabbed Xia Yan’s arm and thundered, “What did you say?!”

When Qiu Xin asked for the necklace, Xia Yan wasn’t in the study. How did she know that Qiu Xin wanted the necklace?