Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  When Yu Yuehan walked towards her and poked her delicate little face, all she did was pout her lips.

  Turning around, she continued sleeping.

  “You heartless little rascal,” said Yu Yuehan fondly.

  He lowered his head to give her delicate face a peck and left the room.

  When he walked into the living room, the butler was carrying a pot of freshly-prepared sobering tea. The butler walked toward him and poured him a cup.

  Wisps of white steam rose before his eyes from the cup of boiling hot tea.

  Yu Yuehan stared at the sobering tea in front of him. The scene of Nian Xiaomu sitting on the sofa with Xiao Liuliu in her embrace, coaxing her to sleep, flashed across his mind.

  The gentleness in her gaze had not changed since she had gone for the interview at the Yu Family’s villa.

  She also had Xiao Liuliu in her arms then. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, she was very gently changing a wound dressing for Xiao Liuliu.

  The aura she eluded was very gentle, very warm…


  It was how he liked her to be.

  Perhaps, it was from that point onward that she had moved his heart, bit by bit.

  “Bring a bottle of wine over.” Yu Yuehan ordered, as he sat and leaned against the sofa, lifting his eyelids slightly.

  Upon hearing that, the butler froze, and said, ” Young Master, Executive Assistant Yang said that you have drunk too much today, is it…”


  Before the butler could finish, Yu Yuehan raised his eyebrows at him.

  A butler should not be questioning a master’s order.

  The butler silently sighed. Turning around, he walked toward the cabinet and picked up a bottle of red wine and a wine glass.

  He opened the bottle and poured out the wine.

  Then, he placed it before Yu Yuehan.

  Seeing Yu Yuehan lift the wineglass and drink the wine in a gulp, the butler could not help but say, “Young Master Han, Miss Nian actually came back today.”


  Yu Yuehan put down the wineglass and his hand stopped in mid-air. After that, he picked up the bottle of wine and poured another glass for himself.

  Just as he was about to drink it, the butler reached forward to stop him.

  “Young Master, I feel that Miss Nian does not seem like a manipulative person. Since you can’t let go of her, why did you let her go?”


  It took the butler all his courage to stop him just now. Seeing Yu Yuehan take another glance at him, he quickly retracted his hand.

  Yu Yuehan put down the wine only after finishing another glass.

  He moved his lips slowly, and said, “Because she is Nian Xiaomu.”


  Yu Yuehan took a glance at the butler who did not understand what he meant. Without any further elaboration, he poured himself a glass of wine and walked toward the French window in the living room.

  The night sky was dark outside the window.

  Rays of moonlight fell on the branches, on the grass, as well as the direction where she had departed…


  The butler’s question flashed across his mind once again.

  Picking up the glass of wine, he took a sip and squinted his eyes.

  If Tang Yuansi had managed to receive the news about the footage, so could others.

  He could trust Nian Xiaomu, but what about the rest of Yu Family?

  He was not only responsible for himself, but also for the rest of the Yu Family. It was the duty of the person who held the most power within the Yu Family.

  While he could choose to neither question, mention, nor suspect her, he could not stop others from doing so. It would be unfair for Nian Xiaomu if he were to force her to stay in the Yu family, but unable to protect her.

  Moreover, he knew that she took the initiative to leave because he held a place in her heart.

  He was unwilling to see them both reach a point of no return due to suspicion…


  Others may not understand her, but how could he not understand?

  He had allowed her to leave, precisely because he was aware of her thoughts. It was also a chance for them to give each other space, as well as time for him to get to the truth of this matter.

  Yu Yuehan closed his eyes and raised his hand and finished the glass of red wine. Following the moonlight, he mumbled softly, “Nian Xiaomu…”