C28

You're hiding from me

For the next few days, Mi Xue stayed at home.

Although Lin Muhan no longer restricted her movement, she had already circled around him, and had nowhere else to go.

Every day, he would stay at home to rest, but his body was much better.

did not come back even after so many days. Only later on did Aunt Liu find out that she went on a business trip.

No wonder he had disappeared for so many days.

She was happy that he wasn't there.

Thinking of his anger that morning, Michelle felt as if her body was still trembling, as if she had fallen into darkness.

The night was dark. Michelle sat in the living room and watched a soap opera for a while, then drank a glass of milk before returning to her room. It was still early. She was sitting on the deck chair on the balcony with her phone, leisurely watching the recent hot news.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Michelle was feeling sleepy, and just as she picked up her mobile phone to return to her room, a powerful beam of light shot towards her. She narrowed her eyes instinctively.

He's back.

Thinking of this, Michelle stopped in her tracks.

In the past, she had always been happy as long as she could get close to Lin Muhan.

Now, everything was reversed, and the moment she saw him coming back, she was terrified and just wanted to try to escape.

Mi Xue was stunned for a few seconds on the balcony. Then, she quickly grabbed her two sets of clothes and rushed out of the room and into the guest room opposite hers.

Leaning against the door, he locked it from the inside and examined it carefully. Only then did he feel at ease.

He turned on the light and lay down on the bed, wondering how he had come back at this time.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

"What about her?" It was Lin Muhan's cold voice.

"Young Mistress should have already rested." Aunt Liu said softly.

"Yes." Lin Muhan nodded.

The door to the room was opened, and Muhan immediately took a glance at the pitch-black room.

Aunt Liu stood in the same spot awkwardly, "Young Mistress is sleeping in the guest room, I will go call her."

"No need." Lin Muhan shook his head, he reached out and rubbed his temples, "Aunt Liu, go cook a bowl of sobering wine for me, I need to rest for a while."

"Alright." Aunt Liu walked out of the room.

She took a look at the tightly shut door of the guest room not far away. Mi Xue was clearly in the main bedroom just now, but seeing that Lin Muhan had actually hidden in the guest room when he returned, Aunt Liu shook her head and sighed.

The corridor regained its silence, and the heart of the guest room that was hanging in the back of Michelle's throat finally relaxed. It seemed that it would be the same even if she didn't have her. It would be fine if she just hid from now on.

Dong, dong, dong!

In less than two minutes, the door to the room was knocked on, surprising Michelle.

"Young mistress." Aunt Liu intentionally lowered her voice.

Seeing her open the door, he immediately shoved the bowl into her hands, "Young Mistress, the young master is drunk. I've already brewed the sobering soup, but my stomach suddenly hurts, help me carry the soup to the young master."

Without waiting for Mi Xue's reaction, Aunt Liu slipped away like a wisp of smoke.

Michelle held the bowl awkwardly, looking at the door of the bedroom she had escaped from. She was at a loss.

Go? Not going?

After hesitating for a long time, she finally walked towards the door, lightly knocked on it before pushing it open. The room was very quiet.

There was no one in the living room outside, and Michelle knew that he was in his room.

With an apprehensive heart, Mi Xue walked step by step into the room. She gently pushed open the door to the room inside. It was as if no one had come in before, except for a person lying on the bed with a big word written on it.

He had actually fallen asleep without even taking off his clothes. Michelle grumbled inwardly.

Mi Xue stood at her original position. She wanted to call for her people, but Aunt Liu had given the medicine to her at this point. Mi Xue wasn't the type to make things difficult for others, so she naturally wouldn't go back to do such a thing.

He placed the soup on the table and was about to turn around and leave when he heard someone behind him mutter in a low voice.

She stopped, thinking she wouldn't wake up at this time.

Just as she was about to escape and close the door behind her, she heard another murmur. Mi Xue frowned slightly. She could not help but feel worried when she saw the person on the bed looking upset. Slightly walking in, only now did she understand that Lin Muhan was referring to water.

She went out quickly to get a glass of water, and when she got to the bed he was still mumbling.

Michelle sat on the edge of the bed and put her arms around him, trying her best to make him sit up. "Here, have some water."

Lin Muhan was like a person who had walked in the desert for a long time. Mi Xue easily fed the Soup Dew as well.

Drunk as he was, he seemed much warmer and more easygoing than usual.

After feeding him water, Mi Xue took off his clothes. Strangely, Lin Muhan surprisingly cooperated with his without the slightest bit of hesitation. When he took off his pants, Michelle struggled for a long time. When everything was ready, he was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Looking at the sleeping Lin Muhan, his face was somewhat pale, his long eyelashes leaving a silhouette under the light. Drunkenness seemed to be unbearable, and his good-looking eyebrows were slightly creased. He hadn't woken up even after a long time of being drunk. It seemed that he was quite drunk.

Michelle did not know what trouble he had gotten himself into to be so drunk.

She walked to the bathroom, took out a towel and wiped his body, and only after her wrinkled brow had relaxed, did she relax.

For some reason, Michelle found this kind of interaction amazing.

Like a wife taking care of a drunk husband.

But they.

Mi Xue was a little hurt as she walked out of the room sadly. Just as she closed the door, she saw Aunt Liu walking over.

"Young mistress, how is the young master?" Aunt Liu asked in a low voice.

"I'm fine, I'm going to rest now." Mi Xue said indifferently. After walking two steps, she stopped as though she had thought of something. "Aunt Liu, don't tell him that I helped him carry the sobering soup."

"Young Mistress, actually …"

"I'll cook some porridge for him tomorrow morning. It's good to have something light when you're drunk." Michelle ignored him and hurried back to the guest room.

Aunt Liu stood in place, looked at the two rooms with closed doors, and could not help but shake her head and sigh.

— —

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone onto Lin Muhan's face, he immediately woke up.

The aftereffects of drunkenness caused a severe headache. He couldn't help but press his hand against his temple and lean against the bed. When he saw the empty bowl on the bed, he couldn't help but be startled.

After washing his face and walking downstairs, he once again returned to the cold and stern Lin Muhan.

He sat at the table and watched the porridge on the table as well as a few dishes that looked very tasty. Suddenly, he started to eat.

"Young Master, let's drink a cup of honey water first." Aunt Liu brought out a transparent glass cup.

Lin Muhan took a big gulp, as though he felt much better.

Aunt Liu scooped up a bowl of rice porridge and handed it over to Lin Muhan, "Yesterday you were drunk, so I didn't make any sandwiches. Drink some porridge to nourish your stomach."

Lin Muhan frowned slightly. He originally thought that this was meant for Mi Xue, but he never expected that he would also be part of it.

Gently picking up the spoon, he scooped up a spoonful and placed it in his mouth. The sweet taste was extremely tasty. He could not help but finish the entire bowl.

Aunt Liu took the opportunity and scooped another bowl. Lin Muhan drank two more mouthfuls before raising his head, "Aunt Liu, were you the one who stewed the Awakening Wine for me last night?"

"Yes, young master." Aunt Liu answered straightforwardly.

"Did you also feed it to me?" Lin Muhan could not help but ask.

Aunt Liu was startled, but just as she was about to answer, she quickly recalled what Mi Xue had said last night and could only force herself to lie, "It's Little Chen."

"Oh." Lin Muhan unconsciously frowned.

Last night, he clearly remembered seeing the figure of that little woman.

"What about her?" Lin Muhan suddenly looked around and asked.

"Young Mistress hasn't woken up yet." Aunt Liu explained.

Lin Muhan felt that she must have drunk too much that she didn't know the difference between reality and her dream, or perhaps, she hadn't seen her for so many days before she finally saw her figure …

After rinsing his mouth, Lin Muhan took a look at the stairs, then picked up his phone and walked away.

Actually, Michelle had already woken up. She knew that he hadn't left yet, so she stayed in the room until she heard the sound of the car leaving. Then, she changed her clothes and went downstairs.

As usual, he quietly ate breakfast, brushed soap operas, watched the news, and waited for the sky to darken.

It was just that this time was different from usual, she had finished her dinner early, and calculated the time, and quickly entered the room a second before Lin Muhan arrived.

Although Lin Muhan came back early, he still missed.

Looking at the tightly shut door, he suddenly felt that he shouldn't have made so many rooms.

For several days in a row, she hid when he was around, and when he left, they did not meet.

Mi Xue was elated but Lin Muhan held his breath.

Today, Michelle was waiting in her room as usual.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

It was him.

However, the footsteps stopped for a moment, then he turned around and left.

Michelle heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he could not help but feel a little disappointed. He did not even knock on the door.

Perhaps he really did not want to see her. Thinking of this, his good mood was instantly ruined. He sat alone on the bed with a frown on his face.

There was the sound of a car starting up outside the window, and then it was gone.

Mi Xue stood up to pack up before opening the door. She saw a tall figure leaning against the wall, looking extremely satisfied. After seeing her, he raised his head slightly.

"You, didn't you go to work?" Michelle froze awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

He actually didn't leave, and was even standing guard here.

The corner of Lin Muhan's mouth rose. Seeing that the woman in front of him had become much more spirited, his mood also seemed to have become a lot better.

"You seem to want me to leave." With her thin lips slightly opened, Lin Muhan raised his eyebrows and spoke with a hint of coldness to his voice.

"No!" Michelle waved her hand as if her thoughts had been seen through. "No."

"Why do I feel like you've been avoiding me for the past few days?" Lin Muhan was not in a hurry as he took two steps forward, and the distance between them shortened.

The suppressive feeling that had been gone for a long time returned. Mi Xue instinctively took a step back and forced a smile on her face. "How could … hehe …"

Lin Muhan did not poke a hole through her lies, and extended his hand to hold her hand, "Since there isn't any, then let's eat breakfast together."