When Han Muzi arrived, she did not see Ye Moxuan. She couldn’t help but ask about him, “Didn’t you say he’s here waiting for me? Why isn’t he here?”
The servant standing in front of the dining table heard this and quickly explained, “Young Lady, Young Master Ye has gone to answer a call. Please be seated.” With that, she respectfully pulled out the chair for Han Muzi. She had fear under her eyes as she seemed to be afraid of offending Han Muzi.
Han Muzi smiled. “Thank you.” The servant was stunned and looked embarrassed. She did not expect that the Young Lady was more approachable and polite than what she imagined. Young Master Ye has good taste indeed.
“Young Lady, please let me pour you a vegetable-fruit juice.” “Sure, thank you.”
After the juice was poured, Han Muzi took a small sip. Drinks like these were not particularly delicious but, of course, it was different for someone who enjoyed something like this. However, Han Muzi did not fall into that category. Fortunately, she was not a picky person. Whether she enjoyed it or not, she still had a small glass of it.
At this moment, Ye Moxuan came back from the call. When he noticed that Han Muzi was already at the table, he was surprised for a moment, then walked over to sit down next to her.
All the other servants looked at each other and left in an orderly manner.
“Isn’t today Sunday? Do you have work?” Han Muzi asked as she looked at the phone in his hand.
Ye Moxuan paused as his black pupils avoided her stare. He closed his thin lips for a moment and said, “It’s not work.”
Not work? Han Muzi blinked. “Then who called you?”
Thinking about that phone call, Ye Moxuan smiled gently. “You really want to know?”
Hearing that, Han Muzi showed her hand to him. The diamond ring was sitting on her fair, lean, and beautiful finger. “You have already asked me to marry you, albeit not too sincerely, but… I should be able to know something that I would like to know, shouldn’t I?”
Ye Moxuan leaned forward and whispered something in her ear, and Han Muzi’s face immediately turned red. “What did you just say?”
“Is that a no?”
Han Muzi was biting her lower lip while looking at Ye Moxuan, who was right in front of her. “Were you not joking?”
After these words came out, Ye Moxuan, who was still smiling underneath his eyes, suddenly returned to his usual cold and serious look. He spoke in a cold tone, “Did I look like I was joking?”
“No.”
“Good.”
Ye Moxuan pinched her nose and whispered, “Remember what I just said, ok?”
Han Muzi touched her nose and blinked embarrassingly. What if I told Han Qing what he just said to me? Qing… will he kick me out of the Han Family? Well, this was a question worth considering.
After breakfast, the two parted ways. Han Muzi sat inside the house, daydreaming. She was thinking about what reasons to use to justify herself. At that moment, Yan called.
“Hello?” Han Muzi answered the call. From the other end of the phone was Little Bean’s innocent and sweet voice. “Mommy…”
“Little Bean?” Hearing Little Bean’s voice slightly surprised Han Muzi. “Why are you up so early? Today is Sunday; do you not have to go to school?”
“Yes!” Little Bean responded in excitement. “Mommy, are you with that person?”
That person? Initially, Han Muzi could not think of who Little Bean was referring to. But after some thought, she realized something—Little Bean was not willing to acknowledge Ye Moxuan as his father, thus he would never address him like that. Who would have thought he would use ‘that person’ to describe Ye Moxuan?
She helplessly let out a sigh. “Didn’t I tell you before that he’s your daddy? Why are you calling him ‘that person’? How can you be so rude?”
Little Bean disapproved. “I don’t want to call him ‘Daddy’.”
“What about a salutation? Not even that?”
Little Bean had always been well-mannered. He would always address people politely no matter who that person was. However, when it came to Ye Moxuan… he referred to him as ‘that person’.
“Hmph. He is not worthy of me addressing him respectfully.”
Hearing that made Han Muzi frown. “Who taught you this? Hasn’t he been bringing you around these couple of days? Even after doing all that he is still not worthy?”
“Hmph. He always bullies you, so why should I address him respectfully? Mommy, don’t speak on behalf of that bad person. Did you already forget how he used to treat you?”
Han Muzi responded, “How did he treat me?”
“Mommy, you don’t remember?”
“What I meant was, how do you know all that?” Han Muzi would never tell Little Bean about any of these matters, and she did not use the phrase ‘your daddy’ much, either. So how did he know about these things? Didn’t he just get to know Ye Moxuan in the last couple of days? How does he know so much?
Holding the phone, Little Bean started to get nervous after hearing those words, so he pouted before saying, “Hmph. You don’t have to know how I know these things. I just know that he is a bad person!”
Hearing how headstrong Little Bean was about it, Han Muzi began wondering how did Little Bean—this young boy—suddenly find out about all these things. She reckoned it was Yan who told him about them. After all, he was her child. It was normal for him to want to fight for her.
At this point, Han Muzi could only whisper, “Alright. Kids should not be asking too much about adult issues. You are still little and you do not understand these matters. Wait until you get older, and then I’ll tell you more, okay?”
Little Bean grunted. “No way. I’ll find out myself.”
Han Muzi felt helpless. She just wanted to rub his head to brush his hair, but… now she could only hear his voice through the phone, so she could only respond softly, “Why did you call me suddenly today? Would you like me to bring you over?”
“Mommy, not today. Uncle Qing wants us to come over for a meal tonight.”
Uncle Qing… Han Qing… why is he suddenly asking us to go over for a meal? Normally, if he wanted to look for her, he would just visit her at her place, but now…
Thinking about this, Han Muzi subconsciously looked at the diamond ring on her finger. Did Han Qing find out about this? Did Yan tell him? No. Yan is not someone like that. Maybe… it was Little Bean who let it slip?
Han Muzi let out a sigh and felt somewhat guilty. “Having us over for a meal? So, did Uncle Qing tell you anything? Or… did you say anything to him?”
“Yes.” Little Bean concurred. “Mommy, please come and pick me up quickly. When you come, I will tell you.”
Han Muzi responded, “You little rascal; when did you become so naughty?” Forget it. Han Qing would eventually find out about this. Even if he did not ask her to eat together at home tonight, she would have to go back either way. “Okay, please wait there for me. I will be there to pick you up shortly.”
