"What's wrong?"
Perhaps Mingdai's nervous appearance was too cute, so He Yaonian had the urge to tease her.
He deliberately moved closer to her, and Mingdai's big eyes widened in nervousness, like a frightened fawn, bewildered and helpless.
Mingdai instinctively stepped back, so nervous that she swallowed hard, the movement of her slender neck and throat clearly visible.
She wanted to reach out and touch He Yaonian's chest, but the next second she clenched her fingers. This was too ambiguous; no way.
"Third Uncle..."
Seeing that she was about to be forced back to the sofa by He Yaonian, Mingdai couldn't help but surrender.
Her voice was soft and obedient, and her big eyes looked pitifully at He Yaonian.
He Yaonian did not want to let her go.
The more she acted like that, the more he wanted to bully her.
But he also knew the timing was wrong; if he scared people away, it would be a loss.
He Yaonian stopped in his tracks, his dark eyes fixed on Mingdai with interest. After a moment, he chuckled lightly, as if he had succeeded in his prank.
"Why are you so easily frightened?"
Mingdai: "?"
Her chest was still rumbling and shaking, and she didn't understand why she was so agitated.
She could vaguely sense that deep down, she was expecting something.
When He Yaonian explained that he was just teasing her, she seemed a little disappointed.
"Who knew you were just trying to scare me?"
Mingdai glared at He Yaonian reproachfully, trying to calm her racing heart.
She avoided He Yaonian's gaze, clutching the paper bag in both hands and speaking in a muffled voice.
"What exactly does Uncle San mean?"
Since he's teasing her, he certainly won't stay here overnight.
Knock knock knock!
Just then, there was a knock on the ward door.
Mingdai instinctively felt that it must have been someone arranged by He Yaonian.
She ignored He Yao's decision to open the door before the new year.
Two maids were standing outside the door.
When they saw Mingdai come to open the door, they all smiled and were very kind.
"Miss Ming, we've come to keep you company."
After explaining Ming's father's situation to the two servants, Ming Dai walked to the sofa.
He Yaonian was sitting there answering the phone, his voice very low.
He is always very busy.
Mingdai stood in front of him for a while before He Yaonian ended the call.
He stood up.
He glanced at Mingdai, his eyes shining brightly.
"You don't need to worry at night. Both of them have experience in caring for patients and can handle anything at night."
Mingdai nodded gratefully, feeling ashamed of her previous wild thoughts.
She saw He Yaonian off at the door.
In the corridor.
He Yaonian was afraid that Mingdai would worry that the servants would see the scenes of the two of them alone and gossip about it.
"The maids in the house are all rigorously trained and have privacy contracts, so they won't talk nonsense."
Upon hearing this, Mingdai realized she hadn't considered this aspect at all.
He Yaonian had to make two trips to the hospital in one night, and it was already quite late.
She felt guilty.
"Third Uncle, thank you so much for tonight."
With someone taking care of her, someone thinking about her, and someone arranging everything for her, she saves time and worry. The name He Yaonian represents a sense of security.
He Yaonian had only one condition for expressing his gratitude to Mingdai.
"Don't see Mo Tingchuan."
He said, "Don't answer Mo Tingchuan's calls either."
Mingdai didn't think much of it and shook her head, "I didn't answer."
He Yaonian explained, "He can easily bring you negative emotions, and the best way to deal with this kind of bad situation is to stay away from him."
Mingdai believed it to be true and thought that this was the logic.
“I know my third uncle, I won’t see him.”
He Yaonian left satisfied.
That night, although Mingdai was staying in a suite, she would wake up from time to time, run out to check if her father was alright, and then go back to take a nap.
The next morning, Mingdai sent the two servants back to rest.
Mo Tingchuan comes quite frequently.
I brought breakfast.
As soon as he entered the ward, he looked around anxiously, as if he wanted to peek even through the cracks in the wall.
His sneaky and annoying behavior made Mingdai frown.
What are you looking for?
Upon hearing the sound, Mo Tingchuan stopped what he was doing.
I walked around but didn't see anyone suspicious.
He asked Mingdai, "Were you with Dad by yourself last night?"
Mingdai understood.
He couldn't help but sneer, "It's none of your business."
Mo Tingchuan couldn't hold back any longer, "Could it be my third uncle?"
Mo Tingchuan's face darkened at the thought of this possibility.
"Mingdai, you and Third Uncle, haven't you been together for a long time...?"
They had already secretly planned this all along.
But he couldn't say the last few words because Mingdai instinctively raised her hand to hit him.
Mo Tingchuan had already foreseen this; before Ming Dai even attacked, he had already subconsciously dodged.
Mingdai: "..."
Mo Tingchuan felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Ming Dai's slap hadn't landed.
The atmosphere became comical and ridiculous.
Mingdai snapped out of her daze and tried to urge Mo Tingchuan to leave.
“I will take care of my dad, you don’t need to go through all that trouble. Go to work.”
Mo Tingchuan was angry.
"Isn't your dad my dad too? Isn't it only right that I visit him when he's sick?"
These words made Mingdai want to laugh.
“Last year when my dad caught a cold, I tried to persuade you to visit him, but you wouldn’t. You even used work as an excuse, saying you were too busy to visit him.”
Once the old grievances are brought up, they are all pits that Mo Tingchuan dug himself.
Mingdai was arrogant and sarcastic.
“Now you’re even busier, busy figuring out how to become a legitimate young master, busy negotiating contracts worth hundreds of millions, busy figuring out how to settle your mistress and children. You don’t have time for my dad anymore.”
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