Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  “You will know if there’s a need when you turn into a singleton one day!”


  “…”


  In view of the threats that Nian Xiaomu had made, Yu Yuehan pulled her firmly into the study.

  He picked out a report from the stack of documents on the bookshelf.

  Then, he placed it before her.

  “What is this?” Nian Xiaomu asked.

  Yu Yuehan replied, “The answer that you are looking for.”


  “…”


  As Nian Xiaomu stared at the report before her, she hesitated for a moment before reaching out and flipped it open.

  She was slightly taken aback after she saw that it was his health checkup report.

  Astonished, she lifted her head to look at him.

  Seeing that he had not changed his expression, she lowered her head and continued reading.

  However, she froze in horror when she got to the back of the report.

  “You have RH negative blood type?”


  As Nian Xiaomu continued to read on, she realized that apart from his health checkup report, the results of Wen Yadai’s blood type were also included in the report that she was holding onto.

  She was an RH negative too.

  She had the exact same blood type as he did!

  Nian Xiaomu suddenly understood something.

  “Grandma is always so concerned about Wen Yadai due to the years of friendship with the Wen Family, and also, because of you?”


  It was due to Yu Yuehan’s special blood type.

  As such, Matriarch Yu was anxious when she heard that he had been injured.

  It was no wonder that he had immediately rejected a blood transfusion when his arm was injured last time.

  Wen Yadai too…


  Wen Yadai had done so many bad things, and Matriarch Yu was someone who distinguished kindness and hatred clearly. However, she was adamant about keeping her alive.

  If Wen Yadai was really dead, and if Yu Yuehan met with an accident in the future and required a blood transfusion…


  No, no need to think about the future.

  He nearly met with an accident at City N!

  “Yu Yuehan, are you crazy? You knew very clearly that you have a special blood type, and yet you still dared to fight with those people. You even lost so much blood…”


  Nian Xiaomu was drawn into a chest full of warmth the moment Nian Xiaomu started to speak.

  Yu Yuehan grabbed the back of her head with his hand.

  He forcefully pressed her against his chest and kept her still.

  He spoke with a deep voice.

  “I did not tell you about it because I was afraid that you would react this way.”


  He rubbed the back of her head with his big hand.

  “I have told Grandma multiple times that I don’t need someone to always be on standby as my mobile blood bank. I don’t care if Wen Yadai lives or dies, I only rushed back because I wanted Grandma to rest assured.”


  “But she is your life preserver…” Nian Xiaomu muttered softly.

  Yu Yuehan let out a gentle laugh and stared at her with a playful gaze.

  “Life preserver? You make this sound so incredible. Actually, there is nothing scary about having a special blood type. Right now, there are many methods to preserve the special blood reserve—I only need to regularly draw my blood and then put it aside, and I would be able to use my own blood if there comes a time when I really needed it.”


  “…”


  Why hadn’t she thought of this?

  Drawing blood in the long term might be financially straining for an ordinary person.

  However, Yu Yuehan has plenty of money.

  He can definitely afford this kind of lifestyle.

  “Didn’t you tell Grandma about this? Why is she still anxious?”


  “I have told her about it, but this has turned into a habit of hers. Grandma always felt that having someone with the same blood type around could serve as another form of protection for me, especially as my parents’ accidental passing was a huge blow to her.”


  Yu Yuehan collected the report from her hands and casually placed it back onto the bookshelf.

  Then, he held onto her and they returned to the master bedroom.

  Yu Yuehan’s emotions turned a little downcast at the mention of his deceased parents.

  As he poured a glass of red wine and was about to drink it, Nian Xiaomu stopped him.

  “You have wounds on your hand, why are you drinking alcohol? I will drink it on your behalf!”