“I saw that you were sleeping deeply and couldn’t bear to.” Mo Jingshen quietly chuckled.
By the side, Auntie Chen saw that in an instant, a smile appeared on Ji Nuan’s lips like a flower blooming. Even if she did not speak, it was a quiet sweetness.
“Have you eaten your breakfast?”
“Not yet.” Ji Nuan gently stirred the porridge in the bowl.
The man’s voice became stern instantly. “Auntie Chen didn’t make you breakfast?”
“She did. I’m eating now. It’s because I woke up too late and just got ready to eat.” That she did not have an appetite was her problem. She could not shift the blame to Auntie Chen.
“Be good and eat your meal. Regarding things like what happened last night, in the future, I’ll take care of it all. Don’t think too much.”
Was this… specially meant to check if she had eaten and to comfort her?
Ji Nuan instantly felt like a kitten whose fur had been soothed as she made an agreeing “uu” sound. Taking the opportunity, while Auntie Chen had walked away, she suddenly softly whispered, “I fear that in these three days, my appetite won’t be very good. If you want me to eat well, come back early.”
Mo Jingshen: “…”
What she meant was that without him, she could not even eat well?
In the past, she always wanted to push him 800 feet away, yet now she was acting spoiled so naturally.
Mo Jingshen gave a husky, gentle chuckle. “Be good, finished the breakfast Auntie Chen made. You’re not allowed to leave even one mouthful of food.”
Ji Nuan eyed the porridge and dumplings placed on the table. “How could I eat so much food…”
“Even if you can’t, you have to finish it.”
Although Ji Nuan said that she had no appetite, while answering the phone, she began drinking the porridge. Just as she picked up a bun, Auntie Chen rushed forward to take it away. “Madam these have been placed here for too long. I’ll go warm it up for you.”
Ji Nuan immediately mouthed to her: Just a few will do.
In the end, after Ji Nuan hung up the phone, not a few minutes later, Auntie Chen returned with the buns. It was still a whole basket. Ten of it.
Seeing Ji Nuan look as though she could not finish it, Auntie Chen happily said, “Before he left, Mr. Mo announced he won’t be around for three days and declared that you have to eat at home. Your meals have to be balanced, and you cannot eat too little. Mr. Mo said that you’ve lost weight recently.”
Ji Nuan lowered her gaze toward her own chest.
What she needed to have, she had. What needed to be big, was also big. It was not as though the sensation was not pleasant when touched. Where did she lose weight?
—–
The next day.
Ji Nuan walked through the doors of Lan Shan residence, located in a rare secluded area in Hai Cheng city center. She immediately saw that Han Tianyuan, that rich young master, sat in one of the mahjong tables playing mahjong.
“Miss Ji came so early? Come, come, come. Let’s play a few rounds together!” While smoking, Han Tianyuan happily smiled at her.
Ji Nuan calmly looked at the men inside, they were all rich young sons of the higher-ups in Hai Cheng society circle.
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