C19 Candlelight Dinner

It was the servant, Mrs Zhang. She was in her fifties and her hair was already starting to turn white.

Mrs Zhang had a son but his legs were broken. Su Han felt pity for him at that time. Furthermore, Mrs Zhang was an old man, so she paid for Mrs Zhang's medical expenses.

The medical fees were not expensive but Mrs Zhang's wife passed away at that time. In addition, her son was plotted against and owed a huge debt.

Hence the medical expenses were even more precious. At that time, she even wanted to split a piece of paper into two pieces of paper.

"Madam, you have suffered." Mrs Zhang's tears flowed.

As an old man, Mrs Zhang knew very well what kind of person Su Han was.

Furthermore, her feelings towards her young master were definitely not something that anyone could easily compare with.

It was just that for some reason, her young master seemed to not be able to see these things. Not only that, but he was also frequently beaten and scolded.

Even a bystander who saw this couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Knowing that Su Han was locked in the basement, Mrs Zhang was anxious and hateful. She thought that the basement was dark and there was no food and water. Su Han was spoiled since she was young and could not bear this kind of suffering.

Thus she secretly brewed some porridge and prepared a few steamed buns to carry it down.

If the young master were to find out, Su Han's situation would only be worse than this.

Su Han felt that this bowl of porridge was the biggest motivation for her to continue living. After wolfing down a bowl of porridge, she took the steamed buns and started to eat again.

She originally could not eat it.

Now that she moved slightly, her face was burning with pain. However, when she thought of the life in her stomach, she couldn't be irresponsible towards the child.

"Madam, I'll keep these steamed buns for you. Although I'm not very nice to you, I will do my best to protect you."

Mrs Zhang wiped away her tears. Her voice was like a candle swaying in the cold wind.

Su Han bit her lips hard. "Don't worry. It will not be that fast."

She wouldn't die so quickly. At least she still had a child now. This child had nothing to do with Mo Shaolian. It was Su Han's child.

Mo Shaolian was currently having a candlelight dinner with Su Qian. All the lights were pulled down. Only the heart candle was lit, creating a unique romantic atmosphere.

Su Qian looked at the candle light on the handsome man's face in front of her and secretly hooked her lips in a place that he could not see. Such an outstanding man was still the same as being toyed with by her in the palm of her hand.

As long as Su Han had it, she would snatch it back one by one.

"Thank you, Big Brother Shaolian. How is Big Sister? She is especially afraid of the dark." Su Qian looked worried.

Mo Shaolian looked at the face in front of him and felt that the two of them did not seem like sisters.

Su Han always had a proud look on her face. She would only lower her status in front of him.

It was as if she was a rose with thorns. She would always restrain her pride for him, but others could not touch her.

Su Qian was different. She always looked like she needed protection.

He also felt that she was very pitiful.

But now, he was suddenly unable to differentiate between them. Even if it was towards the person he loved, he would still think of Su Han.

Mo Shaolian was distracted for a moment, and Su Qian's eyes immediately revealed an unhappy expression. Without thinking, it was obvious that Mo Shaolian must have thought of Su Han, that slut again.

But now, she was the one accompanying him. In the future, even if Mo Shaolian went after Su Han again, Su Han would never give him any face. What kind of person was Shaolian? She could see more clearly than that good elder sister of hers.

"Shaolian, do you have something on your mind? Actually, you don't have to eat with me."

She lowered her voice and made a look of grievance.

Mo Shaolian realized that he should not be distracted. He should accompany Su Qian.

"I'm sorry."

The man nodded to express his apology.

"There have been too many things to do in the past few days. I'm a little tired."

Su Qian shook her head obediently. "I don't blame you."

Both of them had wine glasses in front of them, which were filled with excellent red wine. Under the candlelight, it was bright and moving.

Su Qian constantly comforted herself. Anyway, Mo Shaolian's heart was now completely on her.

"I want to have a drink with you." She slowly picked up the glass. The two of them put their hands together and drank the red wine.

Mo Shaolian's thoughts were involuntarily pulled away. He seemed to have never had a good dinner with Su Han like this before.

Even if there was, it was just those official formalities. For some reason, his emotions surged again.

He really felt that he might have been possessed.