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An shallowly glowered at Mo Ye Han. At the same time, Mo Ye Han was also glaring at her!

Scum! Exquisite! Heartless! Cold-blooded!

An Qian had ten thousand mud horses running through her mind. This bastard was actually threatening her. If it was her usual temper, she would have already gone berserk. But not today. If she insisted on going to Mo Yefeng, this little nurse would have to lie down with a gun.

Forget it! Don't bother with this idiot.

An Qian let out a long breath and started walking towards her room, not even sparing Tang Wulin a glance.

The nurse stood there, unsure of what to do.

Mo Ye Han looked at her coldly, and she was so frightened that she immediately caught up to An Qian's shallow footsteps.

Within the room, An Qian threw a pillow, slippers, and a blanket all over the floor.

"This is so infuriating, what a lunatic. Who does he think he is? Do you really think you're the emperor? Does anyone have to unconditionally obey him! "

The young nurse was stunned. He thought to himself, "Young mistress' temper sure isn't small!"

"Eldest Young Mistress, don't be angry."

"How can I not be angry? Just look at him. He pissed me off." An Qian was completely unaware of her current attitude, as well as her tone of complaint. She was like a young wife who had quarreled with her husband, both wronged and unconvinced at the same time.

As a spectator, the little nurse saw everything.

She said carefully, "Eldest young mistress, second young master was just worried about you."

"Worried about me?" An Qian pursed her lips and said, "He really does wish for me to die immediately."

When the nurse heard this, she was so scared that she started spitting. "Young Mistress, please don't say such words. It's too unlucky."

"That's the truth." An Qian's neck stiffened as she said, "Oh, that's not right. He just wants me to die on the outside so he won't be so unlucky."

The nurse didn't dare to say anything else. She kept her mouth shut until she finished venting. Then, she started to clean up the mess on the ground one by one.

She placed the pillow on the bed and asked, "Eldest Young Mistress, did you not feel anything else?"

"Something else?" Once An Shuang's anger passed, it would be gone. At this time, she had already recovered her composure and shook her head.

"I actually feel that... The second young master really cares about you. "

"…" "Little girl, don't spout nonsense." An Qian was shocked by these words and glared at her.

The nurse covered her mouth and giggled. "It's true. "I've followed my teacher to Clear Water Garden ever since I graduated from my internship. I've never seen the second young master so concerned about anyone before."

An Qian became anxious and said with a red face, "Stupid girl, if you keep talking nonsense, I might hit you."

Actually, the young nurse was two years older than An Qian, but because of An Qian's status and personality, she didn't explain anything.

After tidying up a corner of the blanket, she said, "I've only seen Second Young Master showing so much concern for Eldest Young Master. You're the first other person besides Eldest Young Master, who can enter the eyes of Second Young Master."

Care about her? How could that be possible? He hated her so much, despised her so much, how could he care about her?

An Qian hurriedly shook her head. "How is that possible? You must have been thinking too much."

"Maybe, hehe." The nurse smiled and said, "Then, young mistress, please take a rest. I'm going out to do something."

When she reached the door, she suddenly asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Eldest Young Mistress, my name is A-Li."

An Qian nodded. "Thank you."

She stayed in her room until it was time for dinner. Only then did the servant tell her to go downstairs.

The dining table was empty and devoid of people.

Suddenly, An Shuang suddenly missed the scene when they were eating together with Ye Feng. The two of them were always talking and laughing, fighting and making a ruckus. Oh right, there was also the taciturn Mo Eversnow who 'criticized' them from time to time.

The servant said, "Second Young Master had something important to do at the office during the afternoon and hasn't come back yet. Just now, the butler called and asked me, saying that I have to work overtime. "

An Qian nodded and asked, "Where is Eldest Young Master?"

"He's in his room and won't come down."

"Alright, I understand. I'll go and see him." An Shuang said as she walked up the stairs. After some thought, she said, "Oh right, choose a few dishes that Eldest Young Master likes to eat and send them over."

"Yes." The servant replied.

There was no sound from the door.

She leaned her ear against the door and listened. There was no sound.

"Eldest Young Master, I'm shallow. Can you open the door, please?"

After a long while, there was still no response.

An Qian and the servant looked at each other, but An Qian continued to knock on the door.

Not long after, the door to the room was opened. In the corner of An Qian's eyes was Mo Yefeng's extraordinarily handsome and extremely haggard face.

"Big Brother Feng …" An Qian's heart ached gently.

Mo Yefeng seemed slightly embarrassed. He pursed his lips and said, "Beautiful woman, I …" I don't want to eat. "

An Qian gently smiled and said, "How can I do that?" Big Brother Feng refused to eat, and even shallow food was no longer enough. "Brother Feng also knows that my shallow body isn't well yet. Can you bear to watch me starve?"

Mo Yefeng was moved by these words. He withdrew the hesitant expression on his face, turned his body, and let them in.

In the living room of the room, An Qian accompanied Mo Yifeng for dinner. There were several times that she wanted to ask something, but when she thought of the terrifying and excited expression on Mo Yefeng's face, she swallowed the words that were in her mouth.

And Mo Yefeng seemed to be different today as well. In the time it took to eat a meal, the entire process had proceeded in a slow and careful manner.

"Brother Feng, are you tired?" An Qian asked as the servants removed the utensils.

"Not bad." Mo Yefeng's eyes seemed to dodge a little, as if he didn't dare to look at her.

An Qian noticed his state of mind, and asked out of worry for his emotions.

Finally, Mo Yefeng said hesitantly, "Crying in front of a beautiful woman is very embarrassing."

An Qiangan desperately resisted the urge to pull him into her arms. On the outside, he looked like the eldest young master of the Mo family. He was incredibly noble and had a very high status. But privately he was a poor helpless child. Even when he showed his weak side in front of others, he still felt embarrassed.

An shallowly accompanied Mo Yifeng for a while, until he fell asleep, only then did he get a servant to take care of him and rest.

As he left the room, he also wanted to wash his face and rinse his mouth in preparation for tomorrow's work. He walked to the open balcony, and a handsome and tall figure barged into her line of sight.

Mo Eversnow? He's back. When did he come back?

After some thought, she walked over.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mo Ye Han turned his head and looked at her indifferently.

An Qian could tell from his lowered eyes that his expression was indifferent and reserved, no different from how it was in the past. However, there was a faint layer of pain in his eyes today.