The restaurant has a long table, with one person sitting at each end.
Breakfast was plentiful, and the butler wanted to personally serve He Yaonian, but He Yaonian declined.
Mingdai quietly ate her porridge. It was seafood porridge, at the perfect temperature, with a fresh and sweet taste, and it was nutritious and healthy.
He Yaonian ate very quietly, at a moderate pace, with elegance and refinement.
The manners of the head of a wealthy family are impeccable.
Mingdai rarely had the opportunity to sit down and dine with someone of such status.
She used to hang out in the same social circle, and even if she occasionally caught a client from outside that circle, she would flatter and fawn over them.
How long do you need to stop taking that medication?
He Yaonian only spoke to Mingdai after he had swallowed the food.
Mingdai looked at him blankly.
He Yaonian chuckled inappropriately, as if he had thought of something.
He doesn't usually smile, perhaps because his high position requires him to be composed. His most common expression is blank, indifferent and calm, like a tranquil lake. No matter how turbulent the water is underneath, the surface is always calm.
Mingdai was somewhat lost.
After I came to my senses, my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to jump out of my throat.
That was very inappropriate.
But she could explain her loss of composure. He Yaonian was too handsome, his mixed-race features were stunning, just like those ancient paintings with profound cultural heritage, mysterious and only to be admired from afar.
Now the painting is so vibrant and lively, it seems to be smiling at her.
She thought that no one, whether it was her or anyone else, could help but be captivated by it at this moment.
"Xingyue has tested your Chinese medicine prescriptions. There is nothing wrong with the medicine itself. It is for regulating the body, and long-term use does have some effects."
Mingdai's expression was unreadable, and she remained silent, so He Yaonian had no choice but to make it clear.
"Give the medicine to the housekeeper, and he will be responsible for decocting it. Just drink it on time every day."
After finishing his speech, He Yaonian continued eating his breakfast.
The restaurant returned to quiet.
Mingdai belatedly realized that He Yaonian was concerned about her.
Why?
However, it seems that every member of the He family is warm-hearted and kind-hearted by nature.
After breakfast, Mingdai chased after He Yaonian to thank him.
He Yaonian walked like the wind, and Mingdai quickened her pace.
"Third Uncle, about Mo Qingying..."
Sunlight shone on He Yaonian's exquisitely crafted suit, making him appear dazzlingly noble.
Mingdai's dress was a bit long today, and she had to almost run to keep up with He Yaonian, holding up the hem with one hand.
He Yaonian had walked halfway up the steps when he turned to look at her, and his steps unconsciously stopped.
Mingdai approached him shyly.
She was two steps taller than him, and couldn't even look him in the eye.
"Third Uncle..."
"She's already made such a fuss, it looks like you'll have to put up with it."
He Yaonian made the decision for Mingdai, knowing exactly what she was thinking.
"However, this happened in the He family, and the He family also bears responsibility for causing you this undeserved disaster. What kind of compensation do you want?"
compensate?
Is this even possible?
It was clearly she who went back on her word.
"Take your time to think it over, and call me when you've figured it out."
He said to call him, not to contact He Xingjian or anyone else in the He family.
After He Yaonian left, Mingdai was still a little dazed.
Yesterday afternoon, He Yaonian was still very angry because of her going back on her word. Although she later learned the truth, He Yaonian was still angry when the two returned from the hospital.
How come after just one night, he not only stopped blaming her, but also wanted to make it up to her?
Could it be related to what she said to Mo Yumei in the living room earlier?
He Yaonian did indeed hear it.
It's... kind of awkward.
Ming's mother called.
"Dai Dai, your mother-in-law said Qing Ying is also in the hospital? What happened?"
Mingdai's expression turned cold. If Mo Yumei told her mother the truth and made her mother live in fear, she would tear Mo Yumei's mouth apart on the spot.
Arrive at the hospital.
In the ward, Mo Tingchuan lay stiffly like a dead fish, looking even worse than yesterday.
Mingdai was somewhat surprised, but she accepted it with a clear conscience; he deserved it.
Mo Yumei sat by the hospital bed with red eyes, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
Ming's mother spoke kindly and comfortingly.
"mom."
Mingdai called out to someone.
Ming's mother looked up at her and smiled, "You've come."
She whispered to her daughter, "Your mother-in-law said you had things to do, so I didn't dare to rush you. Are you done now?"
Mingdai glanced at the guilty-looking Mo Yumei.
"Yes, I'm done."
Ming's mother was worried about Mo Qingying.
"Then you stay here with Tingchuan. Your mother-in-law and I will go see Qingying. But when we ask your mother-in-law, she can't give us a clear answer. Do you know about Qingying being hospitalized?"
When Mo Yumei heard the two talking about her daughter, she glanced at Mingdai with a embarrassed expression.
Mingdai made up an excuse on the spot.
"I'm not feeling well, I ate something bad, but it's nothing serious."
"We'll have to take a look."
Mingdai knew that Mo Yumei wouldn't let it slip, as it concerned her daughter's reputation. Besides, if Mingdai's mother found out that Mo Qingying had almost poisoned Mingdai, she wouldn't forgive Mo Qingying.
"Alright, then you can go ahead."
They saw the two off.
Mingdai stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at Mo Tingchuan.
Her third uncle said he would make it up to her.
She was able to find out about some of Mo Tingchuan's assets, but for others, she had to resort to extraordinary measures.
Rather than having Mo Tingchuan discover her secret, she might as well ask her third uncle for a favor.
It's because her third uncle said he would compensate her.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Mo Tingchuan woke up at some point, feeling weak and listless.
Who is that man?
Mingdai didn't waste her breath on him.
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