The clanging sound of the shelf falling to the ground reached An Yue’s ears. The expected pain did not come. An Yue opened her eyes in confusion. She did not see any cold shelf, but only saw a face that was full of worry.

  “Are you okay?” The man’s low magnetic voice was a little hoarse because of concerns.

  An Yue’s eyes widened and she shook her head in bewilderment.

  Zhao Youlin was the first to react. She swept a glance at the dumbfounded crowd and shouted at them with a sullen face. “What are you waiting for? Why aren’t you going over there and helping them?”


  The few people who froze up on the side recovered themselves and rushed up to help.

  The good thing was that the kitchen equipment shelf was not particularly heavy. When Han Yichen jumped at An Yue, he also blocked the shelf with his hand, slightly deflecting the shelf, so it did not directly fall on them.

  “Yue Yue, are you hurt?” An Qi grabbed An Yue’s shoulders nervously and looked at her up and down. She heaved a sigh after confirming that she had not been injured.

  An Yue shook her head with lingering fears. She secretly turned her head to look at Han Yichen, only to find…


  “Mr. Han, your hand is bleeding!” An Yue’s startled cry once again attracted everyone’s attention.

  Several men looked at Han Yichen’s bleeding right hand and turned around to look at the shelf which had his blood on it.

  It was believed that when Han Yichen used his hand to push away the shelf, his hand was accidentally scratched by the sharp edge of the iron piece above the shelf.

  The equipment shelf was usually placed in the corner of the kitchen to put things on it, these sharp edges would pose little threat to people. Though during that situation just now, this inconspicuous corner was comparable to a murder weapon.

  Han Yichen frowned, but not because of the injury on his hand, but…


  “I’m fine. Also, didn’t I say to call me Chen? Why are you still calling me Mr. Han?”


  Han Yichen had no idea what kind of shock his light-hearted words had brought to the crowd.

  So…it turned out that they actually thought wrong? Was the person that Brother Han took fancy in actually … or was Brother Han just trying to repay An Yue for saving his life? But would a man go to such lengths to save a girl really just because he wanted to repay a favor? Those young men who were just collectively gossiping about Zhao Youlin and him outside were now overwhelmingly torn by what Han Yichen had just said.

  Compared to them, An Qi who was standing beside An Yue was thinking about a more complicated matter.

  It looked like Mr. Han liked An Yue too, however…


  An Qi frowned, knowing that Mr. Han had feelings for An Yue, she should have felt happy.

  But were the feelings Mr. Han had for Yue Yue what she thought it were? Or was it like what those boys said, he was only treating An Yue well because he was grateful to Yue Yue.

  If that was really the case, then what he was doing to An Yue now would only make An Yue fall deeper, and by then…


  An Qi, who knew how innocent and fragile An Yue was, was like a mother now. She was pleased with her future son-in-law’s excellence while worrying about her daughter’s naivety, that she was so devoted to him despite the fact that he could just be deceiving her.

  An Yue was unaware of how conflicted her sister was feeling now. Upon hearing what Han Yichen said, she was stunned for a moment. She blushed when she came around.

  Han Yichen, however, did not speak, but only stared intently at the person in front of him. His deep eyes reflected the beautiful eyes of the girl in front of him. It was as if he would never move his eyes until An Yue changed her address of him today in front of everyone.

  An Yue could feel her face burning up under Han Yichen’s intent gaze. She stole a glance around and found that everyone was actually staring at them. Hanging her head low, she was so shy that she wanted to bury herself into the ground.

  After a while, Han Yichen only heard An Yue mumble, “Che…Chen.”


  Staring closely at the hair whorl on An Yue’s head, the corners of Han Yichen’s mouth lifted subtly as he replied cunningly, “What? I couldn’t hear you.”


  After the first time, the second call was less difficult. “Chen.”


  “Again.”


  Han Yichen’s tone carried a hint of seductive coaxing, causing An Yue to subconsciously follow his words and called, “Chen.”


  After An Yue called his name several times, the young girl finally realized that something was wrong. She snapped her head up and saw the dumbfounded crowd on the side. She stiffened, and the redness on her face became more and more obvious.

  If there was a hole in the ground at this moment, she would not hesitate to hide inside and never come out.

  An Yue, who looked down again and did not dare to look directly at the others, did not see Han Yichen looking at her with a gentle gaze that could almost drown a person in it. And the crowd, who were lucky enough to witness this scene once again, had their jaws dropped because of Han Yichen’s attitude to An Yue.

  Zhao Youlin watched the interaction between the two and curled her lips in a pleased, happy mood.

  For An Yue and Han Yichen, one could say that among these people, she was the happiest to see it happen. At that moment, she could not wait for them to fall deeper into each other.

  In this way, with An Yue staying in her store, there was no worry that Han Yichen would not come back, not to mention that the so-called one-month period would probably end earlier because of their feelings for each other.

  Despite being happy about it, Zhao Youlin still thought she should still give them a reminder right now.

  “Ahem. I mean, maybe you should save your private conversation for later.”


  An Yue blushed again when she heard the terms ‘private conversation’, but Zhao Youlin did not give her time to continue to be shy. “Your Brother Han’s hand is still wounded. The more important thing now is to help your Brother Han to check if the wound is serious. Xiao Wei, go to the counter to get the medical kit. An Yue, help him over there to sit down. The rest, clean up this place.”


  After Zhao Youlin gave her order, the crowd surrounding the two immediately scattered, no longer daring to stay a moment longer to watch An Yue being shy.

  It was a good thing that Joy was still in the little kitchen with Shuangshuang, watching her bake cookies, so he did not have to witness this bloody scene. Otherwise, Zhao Youlin was really worried that seeing blood would leave some kind of psychological trauma on the small child.

  After being shy for a moment, An Yue finally regained her senses and realized that Han Yichen’s hand was still wounded. Her face paled and looked at Han Yichen with worry. She said in an apologetic manner, “Sorry, if it wasn’t because of me, you wouldn’t…”


  Before An Yue could finish, Han Yichen had already held An Yue’s somewhat cold hand with his uninjured hands and whispered, “I’m fine. It’s just a flesh wound. I’m glad that you’re okay.”


  What he said managed to get An Yue blushing again.

  The few people on the side looked at the numerous love bubbles that suddenly popped up between the two and twitched the corners of their mouths in unison, especially Zhao Youlin.

  Zhao Youlin never expected that she would have a day when she would be blinded by someone else’s public display of affection.