"She doesn't need to understand these things."
Fei Mo's reply stunned Uncle Zhao for a moment. He could not help but ask, "Don't tell me the next time young madam wants to eat spicy hotpot, you're still going to accompany her?"
"Yes," Fei Mo replied without any hesitation.
"Young master..." Uncle Zhao truly felt distressed and helpless.
Fei Mo's gaze turned pointed and cold as he looked at Uncle Zhao and said in a low voice, "There's no need for you to report my matters to the elders, understand?"
"Young master..."
"Do you understand?" Fei Mo's voice turned colder; there was a hard edge to his voice.
Uncle Zhao sighed before he replied, "I understand. Don't worry, young master. I won't say anything to the old master."
"Alright, go back and rest." Fei Mo turned to leave after he finished speaking.
Upon seeing this, Uncle Zhao hurriedly called out, "Young master..."
"What?"
Uncle Zhao looked at Fei Mo with a trace of ambiguity in his eyes before he cleared his throat and said, "Young master, tonight's the first night of your marriage to young madam..." He paused for a moment before he continued to say, "That's why I left something in the third drawer of your wardrobe. You and young madam can… In any case, I've also instructed the maid to remind young madam to take a look so she would know what to do..."
Fei Mo frowned in confusion, not quite understanding Uncle Zhao's words. However, when realization dawned on him, his body stiffened and the tips of his ears flushed red immediately. He glared at Uncle Zhao before he hastily walked to the bedroom with a hint of nervousness. Although he was slightly flustered, he still did not lose any of his elegance.
Upon seeing Fei Mo was unhappy, Uncle Zhao quickly explained himself. "Young master, it has nothing to do with me. This is madam's order..."
…
Yun Yiyi who was in the bedroom was unaware of what was going on outside. After she finished looking at Fei Mo's clothes, she looked at her own clothes. She was stunned speechless when she discovered every piece of clothing was from a luxury brand.
As a senior editor, her pay was not too bad. Even then, a month of her salary was still not enough to buy a single piece of clothing here.
Although she had bought expensive clothes as well, the clothes were only reserved for important occasions. She did not care much about her everyday clothes as long as they looked presentable. Therefore, she was shocked when she saw all these expensive clothes.
She shook her head. The Fei family was really rich and powerful.
After that, she squatted down and looked at the drawers. When she opened it, she saw men's underwear. Naturally, they could only belong to Fei Mo. She closed it and randomly opened another drawer. When she picked up one of the things inside, she thought to herself, 'Wow, the maids in the Fei family are really considerate and thorough. They pay such attention to details…'
Before she even had time to take a look at the thing in her hand or the things in the drawer, Yun Yiyi felt an oppressive aura at her back. Then, she watched a pair of well-defined big hands quickly grab the item in her hands and threw it back into the drawer. However, the owner of the hands must have been too anxious, he accidentally pulled the entire drawer out.
Yun Yiyi was shocked. When she looked up, she saw the dark expression on Fei Mo's face. The corners of his mouth twitched as though he was debating if he should explain this matter. However, in the end, he did not say anything. He picked up the entire drawer and turned to leave instead.
"..."
What did she do wrong? Yun Yiyi, who was pushed to the ground, was a little confused. Fei Mo looked very angry. Was it because she looked through the wardrobe? However, the maid told her to have a look...
She slowly rose to her feet, still bewildered. When she lifted her hand, she discovered a bruise on her elbow. She must have hit it when she fell earlier.
She sighed inwardly. When Fei Mo was angry, he was like a demon that made her feel afraid. Was it just her illusion when she thought he was kind to her earlier?
It seemed like she had projected her feelings onto him. Just because he had given her a little warmth, she had unknowingly let down her guard against him. She wanted to laugh when she thought about how foolish she was. Her heart had even moved slightly.
In the first place, theirs was just a marriage of convenience. He had probably treated her kindly out of courtesy. After all, if he was too cold to her, it might raise suspicion and cause people to doubt the veracity of their marriage.
With this thought in mind, she managed to calm down. In the future, she would maintain a proper distance between them.
Initially, she had been very sleepy. However, after the incident with Fei Mo, she was wide awake. She sat on the sofa and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window. No light could be seen outside, making her feel even gloomier.
Yun Yiyi, who had been single for 28 years and was raised in a single-parent family, had devoted her life to studying when she was young. After graduating, she had devoted herself to her work. In terms of love and relationship, she was like a blank canvas. For this reason, the truth was, she did not really comprehend what she had seen earlier. In her opinion, she must have made Fei Mo angry because she had touched his things without permission.
For this reason, she was even more determined to maintain an appropriate distance between them.
Naturally, she was unaware that it was all just a misunderstanding.
...
After Fei Mo left the room, he walked to the living room. When he saw Uncle Zhao, he threw the entire drawer into Uncle Zhao's arms.
Uncle Zhao lost his balance, and the things in the drawer fell to the ground. "Young master..."
Fei Mo looked at Uncle Zhao with a gloomy expression and said, "Uncle Zhao, I'm young and energetic so I don't need these things. Since you're old, you definitely need it more than I do. I'll leave these things for your use."
"..." When Uncle Zhao regained his senses, he hurriedly explained, "Young master, I didn't prepare this. This was madam's orders..."
Fei Mo did not even spare Uncle Zhao a glance before he turned to leave. Despite his outwardly cold mien, his heart was racing in his chest. He was extremely nervous and was at loss. What should he do? What would Yun Yiyi think of him if she saw the things in the drawer? She must have thought he had many female companions by his side, right? He felt his head ache. He really wanted to explain the matter to her, but he did not know where to start. What should he do?