Wen Hua looked at him. "What did you promise me on the phone two weeks ago? Now that such a thing has happened, are you worthy of my mother?"
Wen Yousui's dark eyes were filled with determination. He did not show a trace of panic and calmly said to her, "Father didn't. You have to believe me."
"Your taste is really not good." Wen Hua sneered faintly. "You handle it yourself. There is absolutely no way that any woman can stay in this Wen family. I will never agree to it even if I die."
She did not expect to encounter a drama that only existed on television. In a fit of anger, she dragged her luggage and flew back to Lucheng.
At 8:30 pm, it was already dark outside the window.
Her stomach growled and she remembered that she had not eaten dinner yet. Wen Hua rubbed her stomach and endured it. She took out a compressed biscuit from her bag and ate it.
His house did not seem to have any signs of other people staying there, so there was definitely nothing to eat.
And she was too embarrassed to trouble him.
Thinking of his inexplicable indifference during the end of the semester, she felt even worse. She had to endure it and go out to buy food tomorrow.
After eating the compressed biscuits, her hunger wasn't so strong anymore. She lay in the soft bed for a while and looked sideways at the clock on the wall. It was nine o'clock.
Take a shower and sleep. You won't feel hungry when you fall asleep.
She got out of bed and opened her suitcase. She took out her bathrobe and was about to go to the bathroom when someone knocked on the door.
When she opened the door, Xi Mo was dressed in his home clothes and his feet were on cotton slippers. He had a lazy expression on his face.
"Didn't look at your phone?" He asked.
Wen Hua: "Hmm?"
"Have you eaten?"
"Not yet..."
"There are ingredients in the fridge in the kitchen downstairs."
After saying that, he left again.
She paused for two seconds to look at her phone and realized that he had sent a message on wechat ten minutes ago.
[ Have you eaten? ]
Since there were ingredients in the kitchen, she decided to work on her own. Although she did not know how to cook many dishes, she could still cook simple noodles.
After dinner, she restored the kitchen to its original state and returned to her room quietly.
Because the villa was too quiet and she did not know where he lived, Wen Hua was afraid of breaking the silence, so she acted cautiously.
After returning to her room, she locked the door.
The next day, she went downstairs to make breakfast and sent a message to remind him to eat before leaving.
Looking at the bowl of noodles and two golden fried eggs in the kitchen, Xi Mo's eyes paused. The surveillance showed that she left without any luggage. She must have gone to look for a part-time job.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, when she returned, Xi Mo was watching TV in the hall. The temperature in the villa was constant. He was only wearing a loose, thin gray sweater, which had a good texture. Because of the cold style of the villa, it made him look elegant and elegant.
She greeted him slightly and went upstairs.
The estranged atmosphere between the two was not a one-sided problem. Wen Hua was still angry at his previous two rude and indifferent acts. He did not like her, and she did not want to talk to him.
Yesterday, if it were not for the fact that she had no other choice, she would not have humbly asked him to lend her money. But no matter what, he had indeed helped her, so she was very conflicted now.
After dinner, she never went downstairs again.
Today, she had ran around looking for a part-time job. Her calf hurt from walking, but she still couldn't find a suitable one. She was tired from walking the whole day, so she fell asleep very quickly.
The next morning, she went out as usual.
She used to live a carefree life. She didn't know that it was so difficult to find a part-time job. People didn't want to use it even though she was an underage girl.
Since she could not find a part-time job, she returned to the villa dispiritedly.
Today, Xi Mo was not in the hall, so she heaved a sigh of relief.
When she was about to go upstairs, she heard a faint sound coming from the innermost part of the first floor.
She was slightly suspicious and tilted her ears to listen for a while. It seemed to be the sound of a kitten.
The meowing was weak and pitiful.
She followed the sound and found that there were many rooms in the corridor on the first floor. The meowing had stopped, so she could not find its position for a moment.
As she continued to walk forward, the kitten meowed again.
Wen Hua pushed open a white door and found an orange kitten under the blinds in the room. It was looking up at the window with its little head open.
It seemed to have accidentally barged in and was trapped in the room.
Holding it in her arms, Wen Hua gently smoothed its fur.
It was really too small, likely a one month old kitten. It did not weigh much in her arms, and its eyes were bright and shiny. It was very obedient.
"Little Guy, where's your mother? Are you lost?"
"Meow --"the little kitten meowed softly as if it was responding.
Wen Hua felt her heart melt.
However, there were no neighbors around Xi Mo's house, so where did it come from?
It seemed that she had to ask him for help to help her find its owner.
Just as she carried the little kitten out of the room, she met Xi Mo..
He looked down at the person who came out of the chess room.
Wen Hua looked a little unnatural. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to barge into your room... I heard a cry here, a kitten's cry, so I thought..." she gulped, she said softly, "I didn't touch anything."
Looking at the cautious look on her face, Xi Mo thought of the mocking words he said to her in the office last time. His thin lips moved. "What are you nervous about?"
She put the kitten in his arms. "Please help it find its owner's house."
After saying that, she left and was stopped by him.
"The cat you picked up, you don't care about it?"
Wen Hua looked at him in a daze. Her dark eyes were clear and bright, without the usual gentleness.
He stuffed the kitten into her hands. "Feed it something."
"Oh."
In the hall, Wen Hua fed the kitten a few spoons of milk while Xi Mo sat on the other end of the sofa, watching television.
Other than the sound of the television, the room was silent.
Ten minutes later, the kitten was full. When she was about to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes, the person on the sofa asked indifferently, "Have you had dinner?"
She stopped in her tracks. "Yes."
Looking at the person leaning on the sofa, she replied slowly, "Haven't you eaten yet?"
Xi Mo did not respond.
That meant he had not eaten.
Thinking of her living under someone else's roof, Wen Hua bit her lip. "I'm not good at cooking. If you don't mind, I can cook a bowl of noodles for you?"
There was a high chance that he would not answer. After saying that, she went into the kitchen without waiting for his reply.
Ten minutes later, a bowl of golden egg noodles was placed in front of him.
Xi Mo tasted it. It tasted pretty good.
He did not know how good her cooking was, but she was still good at cooking noodles.
After cooking noodles for him, Wen Hua did not want to stay here in embarrassment anymore. She deliberated her words in her mind and wanted to go upstairs, but before she could open her mouth, he spoke again.
"Have you found a part-time job?"
"No." She lowered her eyes. "They don't want to hire someone who's underage. I'll look for them tomorrow."
Xi Mo asked indifferently, "Run away from Home?"
Wen Hua lowered her head and caressed the kitten. Her voice was very low, like she was mocking herself, but also a little lonely. "Maybe there won't even be a home in the future."
She gathered her emotions and stood up with the kitten in her arms. "It's dark today. Let's look for its owner tomorrow. Can I bring it to sleep with me?"
Xi Mo nodded in acquiescence.