C17 Like a Maid in a Room

She quickly rubbed her eyes and retracted her emotions.

She carried the bowl of noodles and walked out. If she hadn't already eaten in the evening and smelled the fragrance of the noodles, she would have liked to eat a little more.

Bai Mingyue carried the noodles into the living room and put it on the table. Then she turned around and called for Mo Zihan.

In the quiet villa, the only sound that could be heard was the clatter of her high heels.

She looked at the high heels at her feet and suddenly realized that if she hadn't been paying attention, she would have been able to wear them and move freely.

However, at this moment, she was not very happy. She only felt relieved that she had finally completed the mission.

Yes, this was just something Mo Zihan ordered her to do.

"Young Master Mo, the noodles are ready."

Bai Mingyue walked up to Mo Zihan and saw him leaning against the sofa with his eyes closed. It was unknown what he was thinking about.

He didn't know if she was asleep, but she still reminded him.

Mo Zihan did not have much of a reaction, so he did not move at all.

Bai Mingyue frowned slightly. She couldn't help but lean forward a little and called out, "Young Master Mo, Young Master Mo —"

Mo Zihan suddenly opened his eyes.

That pair of limpid eyes instantly entered his sight. It was clear and tranquil, as if it was a bright pond far away from the clamor of the world. Just looking at it would cause one's heart to become tranquil.

Seeing him wake up, Bai Mingyue's deep eyes looked straight at her, as if she had always been looking into her heart. Bai Mingyue abruptly straightened her back.

Don't look away, remind him again, "Young Master Mo, the noodles are ready, you can eat now."

Mo Zihan saw that she was a bit uncomfortable, so he didn't say anything. He just stood up and walked towards the dining table.

It was a steaming bowl of noodles. The fragrance wafted in and out of his nose, spreading all the way to his internal organs. Every part of his body was glued to the bowl.

Mo Zihan took a glance at it, it was a rich soup and green vegetable leaves. Two poached eggs were lying on it, and it looked pretty good.

He could not help but feel his appetite rise as he picked up his chopsticks and buried them in his mouth.

Even with Su Zhe blocking his way, he still drank a lot of wine when he was socializing outside. No matter how high class the dishes looked, they were still tasteless and tasteless.

He had never thought that a simple bowl of noodles would be more tasty than the delicacies of the sea and the mountains he had eaten in the hotel.

Seeing that he was really hungry, Bai Mingyue thought for a moment and asked, "Young Master Mo, can I leave now?"

"Shut up." Mo Zihan paused for a moment and said, "Tidy up before leaving."

He looked at her coldly. His meaning was obvious. After he was done eating, she would clean up the bowl and the chopsticks before leaving.

Bai Mingyue looked at his cold profile and wanted to say that I would come back later to clean up. He was eating so much, so she just stood there and watched, okay?

But in the end, she tactfully didn't say anything and just stood there as he said. After he finished eating, she should be able to clean up the dishes, right?

Bai Mingyue stood on the spot with her hands hanging by her sides, looking at him quietly, waiting for him to finish eating.

Mo Zihan continued to eat his noodles. The way he ate was different from others. His every move and gesture exuded an inexplicable sense of elegance.

Bai Mingyue had been training under Mi Lin for the past few days and had learned very systematic dining etiquette. Although she learned very quickly and Mi Lin acknowledged her well, she always felt that she was being generous.

Unlike Mo Zihan, his every move was a model of etiquette, but he was still so elegant and natural.

Right, it was as natural as it was normal. It wasn't like how she deliberately carried it. No matter how natural it looked, it was still something she learned to pretend to be.

In less than five minutes, the bowl of noodles was finished. He pushed the bowl in front of him and wiped his mouth with a nearby napkin.

He felt an indescribable feeling of warmth, satisfaction, and comfort in his stomach. "Wrap it up."

He glanced at Bai Mingyue as he spoke.

Bai Mingyue wanted to glare at him until he died, but then she thought that it was better to be a servant than a mistress in bed with him.

So — let the servants be the servants.

Bai Mingyue resigned herself to her fate and walked forward to clean up the dishes. He had finished drinking most of the soup, except for the two poached eggs that were still lying quietly at the bottom of the bowl.

Bai Mingyue raised her eyes to look at him. Mo Zihan glanced at the egg in the bowl and said, "Remember, next time. I like fried eggs. I don't like poached eggs."

Bai Mingyue: "…"

What kind of eccentricity was this?

If you don't like it, then don't eat it. Rich people are such a waste.

However, she didn't say anything, picked up her bowl and chopsticks, and walked towards the kitchen.

Mo Zihan's voice sounded again, "After cleaning up, go to my room and put the water in. I want to take a bath."

It's still endless, isn't it? She had to put in the bath water, didn't she have a hand in it?

Bai Mingyue gritted her teeth and turned around to glare at him.

Mo Zihan looked at her calmly, "Don't forget the agreement."

Bai Mingyue almost grinded her teeth when she heard this. Accepting his request anytime, anywhere, right?

What kind of a mistress contract was this? She felt like a concubine who had to warm her master's bed and work for him.

"Let me remind you once again, according to the terms of the agreement, you just have to wait for the duration of the support package to be extended indefinitely."

Her cold words instantly repelled all of Bai Mingyue's resistance.

She didn't say anything and didn't ask any further questions. Instead, she silently walked towards the kitchen.

Mo Zihan, you're so abnormal.

His two legs were pretending to be crippled, but his mind was utterly crippled.

Bai Mingyue cursed at him a thousand times in her heart.

Ye Zichen walked into Mo Zihan's room, then went to the bathroom to put in a bath for him.

Bai Mingyue couldn't help but feel depressed when she saw the main colour of his room, which was either grey or black.

It was too boring, even the color matching in the room was the same as Mo Zihan, dull and tasteless.

It was annoying.

Bai Mingyue grumbled under her breath as she went to get him a bath.

After a day of training, Bai Mingyue was still being ordered around by him. Bai Mingyue felt wronged and exhausted.

After waiting for the water to be ready, she walked out of the bathroom. Mo Zihan had walked towards the bathroom and blocked her from the door.

Bai Mingyue quickly stepped aside and told him, "The water has already been prepared."

Under the snow-white lights in the bathroom, her skin was as white as snow. However, the hot water in the bathroom was rising, and her face was tainted by the hot air to the point that there was a trace of pink on it.

Mo Zihan's Adam's apple moved uncontrollably and he couldn't help but reach out to pinch her chin.

The tentacles were warm and smooth, just like fine jade. They were extremely smooth and soft.

Bai Mingyue was startled by his sudden action and quickly retreated.

However, he couldn't avoid it. His back was pressed against the cold wall of the bathroom.

She looked at Mo Zihan's eyes that were like cold stars and felt a cold air suddenly rise from the bottom of her feet.

"Bai Mingyue, have you forgotten your identity?" Mo Zihan's voice was low and cold. He looked at her with a heavy gaze and an invisible pressure came over.

"How dare I forget?" Bai Mingyue lowered her eyes and avoided his gaze, biting her lips as she squeezed out these words with great hatred.