Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  She looked at the familiar face before her—even the angle curved up beside his thin lips looked ever so sexy.

  She had clearly seen him downstairs yesterday at the office, but it seemed as though she had not seen him for a few days from the behavior that she had exhibited. She stood rooted to the ground, her gaze was stuck on him and she could not shift it away no matter what.

  He had lost weight.

  Even though she knew very clearly in her heart that they had only been apart for a day, if he had really lost weight, she could not have been the one who had caused it.

  However, she just felt that he had lost weight.

  He looked haggard too.

  Nian Xiaomu reminded herself silently. He’s about to enter, and it would really get a little awkward if we bumped into each other in such a situation.

  She couldn’t possibly walk forward, take the initiative to greet him, then say: “I heard from your auntie fan club that you were sick when I was at the employees’ cafeteria earlier on. I couldn’t concentrate on my work the entire day, so I found an excuse to especially come to your house to see you…”


  If she had really done that, Yu Yuehan might just stare at her with a gaze that he would use to stare at a lunatic.

  After all, she was the one who had moved out …


  Even though she did not feel like moving out at all.

  Furthermore, she missed him so badly that she nearly shifted her belongings back in the very next second .

  In a short span of a few seconds, a million nonsensical thoughts flashed through Nian Xiaomu’s mind.

  By the time she returned to her senses, the man who was standing in the courtyard earlier on was already making his way to the door.

  Nian Xiaomu froze!

  She was so shocked that she almost wanted to hide under the sofa. At this point in time, however, Yu Yuehan reached into his pocket and took out his cell phone. It seemed like he had received a call.

  Turning around, he leaned onto the pillar outside the door and answered the call.

  Nian Xiaomu had not come back to her senses yet, but her bodily reaction was way faster than her mind. Turning around, she lowered her voice and told Xiao Liuliu to not make a single sound. Then, with the speed of lightning, she rushed to the back of the living room door and pasted herself against it to hide.

  Yu Yuehan, who was on the phone with his back facing her, could not see anything.

  By the time he hung up the call and turned around, the only people left were the dumbfounded butler and Xiao Liuliu, who was sitting on the sofa,

  “Daddi!”


  When the squishy little ball saw him, she slid her body off the sofa and happily sprinted towards him.

  As Yu Yuehan carried her in his arms, he seemed to have detected something as he turned around and scanned the living room.

  In the end, his gaze landed on the pear soup that was sitting on the coffee table and he opened his thin lips.

  “Are there guests at home?”


  “Yes… No, I heard Little Miss coughing a little just now and thought of boiling a bowl of pear soup for her.” It was the first time the butler had lied to Yu Yuehan and he nearly bit his tongue out of nervousness.

  Knitting his eyebrows, Yu Yuehan lowered his gaze at Xiao Liuliu, who was nestled in his embrace.

  As the squishy little ball blinked with her huge, dark eyes, she covered her mouth with her tiny fat hand and without another word proceeded to let out two coughs.

  She had coordinated with the butler perfectly.

  As Yu Yuehan narrowed his eyes, he carried Xiao Liuliu to the sofa and sat down. After he sat her down on the sofa, he picked up the bowl of pear soup and fed her personally.

  The butler thought of Nian Xiaomu, who was still hiding behind the door and walked forward to remind him, “Young Master, you have just returned home. Do you want to head upstairs to change out of your clothes while I feed Little Miss?”


  “No need.” Yu Yuehan spilled the two words out lightly, his thin lips slightly apart.

  Then, he continued to take his time to feed Xiao Liuliu.

  He did not seem to be feeding a child her food with the look of concentration on his face; instead, it seemed like he was working on some major project.

  Luckily, the pear soup was sweet.

  Xiao Liuliu drank it happily even though she wasn’t coughing.

  Her tiny mouth moved continuously and she even finished the cooked pear bits. As she patted her tiny stomach, she let out a satisfied burp.