Qian Yikun looked straight at her as he applied medicine on her wound. Then, he retrieved a fresh set of dressing and wrapped it around her carefully with a bandage. Afterward, he helped her change into a new set of pajamas.
Mo Fei’s eyes were burning at the rims, but she did everything she could to hold it in.
She was not worthy. He said it himself.
After everything was done, Qian Yikun tidied up the mess on the table and pulled the blanket over Mo Fei, tucking her in. “Mo Fei, it’s time for you to fix your temper. This world isn’t a world where the strong can do anything they want.”
“What? Are you feeling sorry for your fiancée now?”
“You’re impossible.” Qian Yikun threw the blanket on her and turned around to leave immediately.
Mo Fei let out a scornful laugh. Her chest was still hurting, but it seemed like the pain she felt was more than superficial.
Qian Yikun went out to realize that his mother and Huang Jiaojiao had not left yet. Xin Ya stood tentatively in the living room. She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Qian Yikun come out.
“Yikun, what’s going on? Who’s that woman?” Qian Yikun’s mother asked in a low voice.
Qian Yikun sat down on the sofa and his gaze landed on Huang Jiaojiao. “Miss Huang, I think our relationship hasn’t reached the point where you can make a scene at my house.”
Huang Jiaojiao was frightened by Qian Yikun’s tone. She hugged Mother Qian’s arm and pretended to be aggrieved. “Auntie, I just care too much about Yikun. I just—”
“Yikun,” On the contrary, Qian Yikun’s mother was able to think rationally. After all, her son was not young anymore and she was not a cruel mother. Although she liked Huang Jiaojiao a lot, of course she would not make things difficult for his son if he disliked Huang Jiaojiao. “I’m asking you right now. Are you serious about that girl?”
Serious?
What serious?
It was already good enough that the stubborn woman did not anger him to death.
“Mom, I make my own decisions. However, I’ll clear things up for you today. Miss Huang and I are not suitable for each other. Not to mention that I’m more than ten years older than her, and neither are our personalities compatible,” Qian Yi Kun said in a serious tone.
There was obvious disappointment in Qian Yikun’s mothers’ eyes, but since her son had already spoken, what else could she say?
“Yikun, I’m not trying to interfere in matters related to your relationship, but your father and I are already so old. Anytime soon, we might—”
“Mom—” Qian Yikun frowned and interrupted his mother’s words.
Meanwhile, Huang Jiaojiao’s face turned white. Qian Yikun disliked her?
How could Qian Yikun not like her? It was supposed to be a union of two socially and culturally equal families.
“Auntie, did Jiaojiao do anything wrong?” asked Huang Jiaojiao, aggrieved by what Qian Yikun said.
To answer her question, Qian Yikun’s mother did have some reservations about Huang Jiaojiao, especially after she heard her son said that he was not interested in her. After all, Huang Jiaojiao hit and called someone a b*tch first thing after barging into someone’s house. Qian Yikun’s mother was rather displeased at Huang Jiaojiao.
“Jiaojiao, Yikun’s right. You’re still young, and he’s way older than you.” Qian Yikun’s mother raised her head and looked at Qian Yikun. “If you’re sure about that girl, then you have to be responsible for her. She doesn’t seem well, so why don’t you bring her back to the Qian family? There will be servants to take care of her there.”
“Auntie—” Huang Jiaojiao shrieked in disbelief.
Qian Yikun’s mother glanced at Huang Jiaojiao with her eyes filled with displeasure.
“No need.” Qian Yikun rejected his mother’s suggestion without hesitation. “Xin Ya will take care of her.”
Qian Yikun’s mother looked like she was about to say something else. However, nobody understood her son as she did. Hence, she chose to give up. She raised her head to look in the direction of the bedroom. The girl looked pretty, but she did not look well. She did not seem to have a good temper either.
Forget it, forget it. It was fine as long as her son had finally taken a liking to someone. Otherwise, she would have to start suspecting if her son was interested in men instead.
Qian Yikun, “…”
Excuse me?
Him? Interested in men?
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Qian Yikun looked straight at her as he applied medicine on her wound. Then, he retrieved a fresh set of dressing and wrapped it around her carefully with a bandage. Afterward, he helped her change into a new set of pajamas.
Mo Fei’s eyes were burning at the rims, but she did everything she could to hold it in.
She was not worthy. He said it himself.
After everything was done, Qian Yikun tidied up the mess on the table and pulled the blanket over Mo Fei, tucking her in. “Mo Fei, it’s time for you to fix your temper. This world isn’t a world where the strong can do anything they want.”
“What? Are you feeling sorry for your fiancée now?”
“You’re impossible.” Qian Yikun threw the blanket on her and turned around to leave immediately.
Mo Fei let out a scornful laugh. Her chest was still hurting, but it seemed like the pain she felt was more than superficial.
Qian Yikun went out to realize that his mother and Huang Jiaojiao had not left yet. Xin Ya stood tentatively in the living room. She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Qian Yikun come out.
“Yikun, what’s going on? Who’s that woman?” Qian Yikun’s mother asked in a low voice.
Qian Yikun sat down on the sofa and his gaze landed on Huang Jiaojiao. “Miss Huang, I think our relationship hasn’t reached the point where you can make a scene at my house.”
Huang Jiaojiao was frightened by Qian Yikun’s tone. She hugged Mother Qian’s arm and pretended to be aggrieved. “Auntie, I just care too much about Yikun. I just—”
“Yikun,” On the contrary, Qian Yikun’s mother was able to think rationally. After all, her son was not young anymore and she was not a cruel mother. Although she liked Huang Jiaojiao a lot, of course she would not make things difficult for his son if he disliked Huang Jiaojiao. “I’m asking you right now. Are you serious about that girl?”
Serious?
What serious?
It was already good enough that the stubborn woman did not anger him to death.
“Mom, I make my own decisions. However, I’ll clear things up for you today. Miss Huang and I are not suitable for each other. Not to mention that I’m more than ten years older than her, and neither are our personalities compatible,” Qian Yi Kun said in a serious tone.
There was obvious disappointment in Qian Yikun’s mothers’ eyes, but since her son had already spoken, what else could she say?
“Yikun, I’m not trying to interfere in matters related to your relationship, but your father and I are already so old. Anytime soon, we might—”
“Mom—” Qian Yikun frowned and interrupted his mother’s words.
Meanwhile, Huang Jiaojiao’s face turned white. Qian Yikun disliked her?
How could Qian Yikun not like her? It was supposed to be a union of two socially and culturally equal families.
“Auntie, did Jiaojiao do anything wrong?” asked Huang Jiaojiao, aggrieved by what Qian Yikun said.
To answer her question, Qian Yikun’s mother did have some reservations about Huang Jiaojiao, especially after she heard her son said that he was not interested in her. After all, Huang Jiaojiao hit and called someone a b*tch first thing after barging into someone’s house. Qian Yikun’s mother was rather displeased at Huang Jiaojiao.
“Jiaojiao, Yikun’s right. You’re still young, and he’s way older than you.” Qian Yikun’s mother raised her head and looked at Qian Yikun. “If you’re sure about that girl, then you have to be responsible for her. She doesn’t seem well, so why don’t you bring her back to the Qian family? There will be servants to take care of her there.”
“Auntie—” Huang Jiaojiao shrieked in disbelief.
Qian Yikun’s mother glanced at Huang Jiaojiao with her eyes filled with displeasure.
“No need.” Qian Yikun rejected his mother’s suggestion without hesitation. “Xin Ya will take care of her.”
Qian Yikun’s mother looked like she was about to say something else. However, nobody understood her son as she did. Hence, she chose to give up. She raised her head to look in the direction of the bedroom. The girl looked pretty, but she did not look well. She did not seem to have a good temper either.
Forget it, forget it. It was fine as long as her son had finally taken a liking to someone. Otherwise, she would have to start suspecting if her son was interested in men instead.
Qian Yikun, “…”
Excuse me?
Him? Interested in men?
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