Upon hearing this, Yi frowned, pinched her face which had become quite rounder recently, and shook her head vigorously.

"No, no, I'm afraid I'll become too fat."

Actually, her current figure is just right; she has everything she needs. But if she keeps overeating, she'll eventually become as fat as a ball.

Despite saying that, he still stared intently at the ham and bread in front of Mu Nanxun. It looked delicious, but this guy hadn't touched it at all—what a waste!

Mu Nanxun glanced at her and pushed his uneaten ham bread in front of Yi Yi.

"Eat what you want, stop pretending."

"..." Yi pretended not to hear. In the face of delicious food, she had to be single-minded.

Li Ma smiled kindly. With Yi Yi around, the young master seemed to be in a much better mood. He was no longer as stern and cold as before, making them, the servants, afraid to even breathe.

Now, the young master has finally become like a normal person again.

"Young Master, Yi Yi, please enjoy your meal. I'll take breakfast to Miss's room and then push her downstairs after she finishes eating."

"Um."

Mu Nanxun responded lightly, turned around, and pushed a white phone from his seat in front of Yi Yi.

"Take it."

"Is this the phone I broke yesterday?" Yi Yi's mouth was full of food, and there was a little cream on the corner of her mouth.

Mu Nanxun's throat tightened; for some reason, he felt a dryness in his mouth. He took a sip of water, desperately trying to suppress the burning sensation in his heart, then pulled a wet wipe from the table and hastily wiped Yi Yi's face, frowning as he said...

"It's like I haven't eaten bread in 20 years."

"..." You're wrong, I haven't eaten bread in 90 years!

"The phone screen was broken, but I had it fixed. You can use it." Mu Nanxun finished the last sip of tea in her cup. She elegantly wiped her mouth and, as she stood up from the table, added, "Try to learn more about modern civilization when you have time."

Don't make it sound like a caveman who traveled from the ancient times!

...

After a simple breakfast, Mu Nanxun went to the company.

Yi Yi wandered around the villa, examining the electrical appliances and such, then sparred with the men in black and chatted with Mu Wenya. The day was quickly coming to an end.

As dinner time approached, Yi Yi sat on the swing in the yard, playing with her new favorite thing—her cell phone.

"The cold coffee left the coaster, and the emotions I suppressed, the desperate attempt to salvage the past—it was all still clearly visible on my face."

A beautiful melody suddenly came from the phone. Yi Yi was startled and almost fell off the swing.

Remembering the lesson Li Ma and the others had given about cell phones yesterday, Yi Yi quickly realized that this must be an incoming call.

The words "Ah, the most handsome master" jumped prominently on the screen.

Was that a call from Mu Nanxun?

But they didn't teach her how to answer the phone.

Yi Yi tapped randomly on her phone, and the ringtone abruptly stopped.

Is there a mistake?

A moment later, the phone rang again, relentlessly. After another flurry of random taps, the ringing stopped again.

After repeating this seven or eight times, Yi Yi was exhausted and covered in sweat. Finally, on the ninth call from Mu Nanxun, she pressed the correct answer button.

"You've got some nerve, daring to hang up on me?" Mu Nanxun's voice came through the phone, tinged with a hint of mockery.