967: An Unexpected Gain

An Unexpected Gain

"I'm thinking about what happened tonight." 2

Nian Xiaomu moved slightly before reaching out to turn off the bedside lamp.

The inside of the ward instantly lapsed into darkness.

A while later, the night lights in the hall slowly turned on.

In such a dark environment and without the disturbance from others, one's head instantly became much clearer.

The incident this time round gave Nian Xiaomu a certain feeling.

That, someone, did not want her to appear.

Yu Yuehan hugged her tighter with one hand and rested his chin on her head asking, "What have you thought of?"

The moonlight outside the window slowly seeped in.

It brought a rather gentle and romantic vibe to the room.

The two remained in a position where they were stuck together like a loving couple who could not bear to part. However, the topic they were on was not in the least romantic at all.

It was even rather frightening.

"Do you remember what the doctor said earlier? He said that I've been starting to see some unfamiliar images in my head because my brain has been triggered causing parts of my memory to start returning. I remember the first time this happened was after we went to the Tan Family's ancestral home."

Thinking about that creepy house, Nian Xiaomu couldn't help but grab onto Yu Yuehan's arm.

She gulped down her saliva before going on.

"To prevent myself from dying without knowing the reason behind it, I was thinking, should we go back to the Tan Family's ancestral home again? We can try the passcode we found from the kaleidoscope. Maybe, we'll have an unexpected gain!"

"…"

Yu Yuehan's dark eyes glistened slightly, his hand fidgeting around her delicate arm.

At last, his hand stopped moving and he merely acknowledged with a vague 'umm'.

"You've agreed to it?" Nian Xiaomu raised her head to look at him in surprise.

It was rather dark in the ward, and only because of the moonlight was she able to see his perfect jawline.

Yu Yuehan answered, "Isn't it all because I'm afraid you'll die without knowing why?"

"…"

Yu Yuehan added, "I'm afraid that I'll become a bachelor again overnight."

"…"

Yu Yuehan went on, "But, you must promise me. If you feel uncomfortable, you're not to force yourself to remember the past anymore. I'm afraid my fiancée will turn mad."

"If I turn mad, will you still love me?" Nian Xiaomu suddenly asked and looked at him blankly.

Her eyes were full of stars as if she was his wife waiting to hear him say some sugar-coated words to humor her.

With a 'whack' sound, her forehead was slapped.

After gently hitting her head, Yu Yuehan placed his hand on her forehead to check her temperature.

"You better not have your head rot because of a fever. Do you think I would want a lunatic as my fiancée?"

"…"

Yu Yuehan, you no longer have a fiancée!

As if he felt her grievances towards him, he retracted his arm and hugged her tightly.

"I'd want you even if you went mad. We could even have a little lunatic together."

"…"

Young Master Han, your family business was established from saying sweet nothings right?

How could you possibly be so good at saying such sweet things?!

It was completely incompatible with his cold image, yet he easily uttered such words.

While the one who said the words was feeling completely normal, Nian Xiaomu's head was going fuzzy from hearing them.

She buried herself right into his arms and could almost melt into a puddle of water as she lay in his arms like this without moving.

The next second, his hoarse voice sounded above her head.

"So, you've agreed to give birth to a little lunatic for me?"

"???"

"I can let you be on top."

What a perverted jerk!

At the Mo Family's mansion.

The night was getting darker outside.

The muffled sounds of snoring inside the mansion brought about a refreshing sense of elegance to it.

The flowers in the courtyard had all bloomed with the spring season.

Beside a pavilion, under a little bridge, came the gushing sound of water flowing. It was as if the charming atmosphere the house possessed transcended time.

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