He Yaonian's dark eyes were cold and menacing.
A year ago, she didn't hesitate to sell her body to pave the way for Mo Tingchuan. Now she can finally see Mo Tingchuan's true colors, but she can't let go of him.
She refused to escape her suffering, and no one could help her.
After the meal, the housekeeper brought over some traditional Chinese medicine.
The portion is small.
Mingdai's eyes were a little red, and she didn't dare to look at the two of them.
He Yaonian flipped through the newspaper.
"I drank it."
Mingdai held the medicine bowl, her throat tightening.
The housekeeper smiled and said, "The previous temperature was too cold. I just warmed it up, and now it's just right."
Mingdai bit her lip and nodded, "Thank you."
The housekeeper sighed inwardly. Anyone with eyes could see that Mingdai was in a bad situation; the Mo family treated her very poorly.
After Mingdai finished her medicine and was about to clear the dishes, the housekeeper took them away first.
He Yaonian raised his wrist to check the time.
"Wait twenty minutes before you leave."
Mingdai looked up and met He Yaonian's gaze.
When He Yaonian saw her teary eyes and pitiful appearance, he felt a dull ache in his heart.
Mingdai looked away.
She knew that He Yaonian was doing this as a precaution, to prevent her from fainting from poisoning like before.
But sitting there for twenty minutes like that really felt like an eternity.
Mingdai didn't bring her phone with her when she went downstairs.
After sitting for a few minutes, her gaze returned to He Yaonian.
He Yaonian put down the newspaper.
"Can't sit still anymore?" he asked.
Mingdai was surprised that he had seen through her, and shook her head awkwardly.
"No."
He Yaonian stared at her for a moment, then stood up.
"Call someone immediately if you feel unwell."
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