She hurriedly covered her eyes and anxiously shouted, "Fu Yuchen, hurry up and put on your clothes!"

Fu Yuchen lowered his eyes and smiled.

He simply put on his shirt. Before the buttons could be buttoned, Mo Han had already opened her eyes. She only felt her eyes flash and she tightly closed, "You, you quickly button up!"

Fu Yuchen's fingers were thin, long, fair and clean.

The button landed on his finger and was quickly buttoned up, covering the honey-colored skin.

"Alright, open your eyes! I've already buckled them." Fu Yuchen smiled.

Finally, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Mo Han, I really want to know what you're afraid of. The person who was seen is clearly me. If I'm afraid, it should be me."

"Ten thousand steps back, this is not the first time you've seen it. I remember not only did you see it that night, you also …"

Mo Han bit her lips, her cheeks flushed red, and even the back of her ears turned red.

She took a deep breath and glared at him angrily, "Fu Yuchen, shut up!"

Seeing that Mo Han was annoyed, Fu Yuchen immediately shut his mouth, but his eyes were filled with a thick smile.

Mo Han rolled her eyes at him and changed the topic without a trace, saying, "I'm going to the kitchen to cook instant noodles. Do you want to eat?"

"Eat."

Fu Yuchen nodded without hesitation.

He hadn't eaten much tonight and was already hungry. Originally, he wanted to take her out to eat, but he was afraid that she wouldn't agree.

Mo Han pursed her lips and strode into the kitchen.

Fu Yuchen was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up into a beautiful arc.

A few minutes later, a bowl of steaming noodles served on the coffee table with eggs and ham.

Mo Han and Fu Yuchen sat side by side on the sofa.

Perhaps they were too hungry. No one made a sound. They all buried themselves in eating noodles. The living room was very quiet, and only the sound of eating could be heard.

Until Fu Yuchen's bowl of instant noodles came to an end and even drank all the soup, he suddenly pulled out a phone and said, "Isn't your phone broken? Use this first."

Mo Han turned her head to look at him, her gaze lingering on the phone.

This was what she had been using before. When she left the villa on the top of the mountain, she left her phone with the check at Fu Yuchen's door.

Seeing that Mo Han didn't reach out to take it, Fu Yuchen simply put his phone under her nose.

Finally, he added, "It's a waste to keep this phone. Why don't I give it to you to continue using?"

Mo Han raised her head to look at Fu Yuchen, her eyes clean and bright.

After a while, she said seriously, "Take it as your accommodation for tonight."

"…"

He really wanted to draw a clear line with him!

Fortunately, Fu Yuchen didn't care at all. After finishing his instant noodles, he took the initiative to pick up the dishes and chopsticks for the two of them and walked to the kitchen.

This was not the first time that such a thing had happened. Mo Han was not surprised. Moreover, this was her home, and she cooked instant noodles. Naturally, it was only natural for him to wash the dishes.

Seeing Fu Yuchen enter the kitchen, Mo Han did not stay in the living room. Instead, she picked up her phone and went back to the bedroom.

She opened her phone and casually flipped through it. It was exactly the same as when she used it before. There weren't many photos in the album, not a single one was missing, and the app she downloaded earlier hadn't been deleted.

In other words, he didn't turn on the phone.

Mo Han restrained her mind and lay on the bed like a corpse. Her phone was placed beside her pillow, and the lights in the bedroom were turned off by her.

The moonlight outside the window was clear and shallow, penetrating through half of the thin veil curtains, making the room hazy.

The room was quiet, and she could clearly hear footsteps coming from the living room through a thin wall.

He should have finished washing the dishes.

After a few soft footsteps, the living room returned to silence without a sound.

Mo Han looked at the time.

Two o'clock!

But now, she was not sleepy at all, so she turned on the light and sat up to read.

It was past four in the morning. During this time, there was no sound from the living room next door.

When Mo Han was about to lie down to sleep, she suddenly felt thirsty again. She hesitated for a moment, then slipped on her furry slippers and tiptoed towards the door.

He reached out to hold the door handle and carefully pressed it down.

The kettle was placed on the dining table and the cup was also there. Walking from the kitchen to the dining hall, one had to pass by the living room.

Mo Han gently moved her hands and feet, afraid that she would disturb someone's sleep.

Mo Han poured herself a glass of water by borrowing the light from the dim night lamp on the wall.

Just as she took a sip, a deep, hoarse voice sounded in her ear, "I'm thirsty for water, too."

Mo Han was suddenly shocked and immediately coughed violently as she stared angrily at Fu Yuchen.

He must have done it on purpose!

Fu Yuchen obviously did not expect that he would scare her. He quickly patted the back of her hand and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"I--"

Mo Han choked so hard that she didn't want to talk to him.

Fu Yuchen didn't mind her coldness at all. Seeing Mo Han put the cup on the dining table, he hurriedly picked it up and poured water.

Mo Han took a long breath and glared at him, "Fu Yuchen, this cup is mine!"

Fu Yuchen lowered his eyes and smiled, "I know, I don't mind."

"…"

But she minded!

Mo Han thought for a while and finally gave up arguing with him. At worst, she would buy a new glass of water tomorrow.

With this thought in her heart, Mo Han did not say anything else. She turned around and decided to go back to the bedroom to sleep.

In the next second, her wrist tightened, and a warm and broad palm firmly grasped onto it. Before Mo Han could regain his senses, another powerful force pulled her towards Mo Xiang.

"Bang!"

Mo Han was caught off guard and smashed into a boiling hot chest.

All of a sudden, she was stunned. All of her sense of smell was filled with a unique smell. It smelled very good, so good that she was a little reluctant to push the man in front of her away.

"Mo Han, before this, do you plan to completely draw a line between us?"

The man's deep voice suddenly fell into Mo Han's ears.

He withdrew his gaze and stared down at the pair of clear eyes, the corners of his mouth curling up invisibly.

Mo Han was slightly stunned as she subconsciously raised her head and burst into a pair of vortex-like black eyes.

She was shocked. Her fingers on both sides of her thigh slowly curled up. Her tone was very light and indifferent. "President Fu, I'm not very familiar with you. I admit that it was true that I wanted to use you in the past, but now I want to stay far away from you … It's also true."

"That night …"

Mo Han hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Everyone is an adult now. If we keep pestering each other over what happened that night, it would be too childish and boring."

She knew herself well. Just like the matriarch said, she was not qualified to marry into the Fu Clan.

A woman who was pregnant before marriage, a woman with a criminal record, a woman with hatred, how could she have the qualifications to fall in love with a man like Qingfeng Ji Yue!

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes and said with a playful smile, "I think I understand what you mean. The reason you left early in the morning was because you didn't want to take responsibility for what happened that night."

"…"

Didn't he let her go the night before? Heh! This method of fighting wasn't bad at all.

Mo Han sneered coldly and said mockingly, "Fu Yuchen, shouldn't you recall it properly …"

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Yuchen immediately interrupted her and lowered his eyes to whisper, "Yes! I should recall how much you cried that night!"

Mo Han's heart trembled, and she instantly felt her cheeks burning, as if they were being roasted by a burning flame.

Because of anger and embarrassment, even his breathing became rapid, and his chest rose and fell violently.

Mo Han glared at him angrily, calling him by his first name and surname, "Fu Yuchen!"

Someone hooked his thin lips and skillfully raised his head. His warm palm landed on top of her head and gently rubbed it intentionally or unintentionally. Mo Han could not avoid it and glared at him angrily.

Then, he said with a faint smile, "I still like it when you call me by my name, just like that night …"

Mo Han opened her eyes wide and stared at Fu Yuchen. How could this person's skin be so thick!

She couldn't bear it any longer and reached out to cover someone's mouth, "You're not allowed to say anything else! Don't …"

Mo Han's palm was soft and warm, suddenly sticking to his lips without warning.

Fu Yuchen's eyes darkened instantly, and a strange feeling quickly arose from the bottom of his heart and rushed straight to his forehead.

Mo Han only stopped Fu Yuchen from spouting nonsense and did not notice the desire in the depths of his eyes.

By the time she regained her senses, her hand had already fallen into a burning palm.

Mo Han was shocked and subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back, but she didn't want to be firmly held by him. She gritted her teeth and glared at the man in front of her angrily, "Fu Yuchen, let go!"

"You can let me go, but you have to agree to three requests."

Fu Yuchen narrowed his eyes invisibly, and the smile on his lips was meaningful.

Mo Han pursed her lips and said, "Why should I agree to your three requests?"

The girl in front of him angrily puffed her cheeks and opened her eyes wide. She stubbornly stared at him for a moment without blinking, as if she had suffered a great grievance.

Finally, Mo Han added angrily, "Fu Yuchen, don't go too far!"

Fu Yuchen automatically ignored Mo Han's protest.

He opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Firstly, you are not allowed to pretend to be unfamiliar with me from now on. Secondly, the job in the bar is not suitable for you. You can consider going to work for three lifetimes. Thirdly, when you are not busy, you can help me take care of Fu Lanlan occasionally."

"Mo Han, these three requirements should be very simple for you!"

Fu Yuchen restrained the smile at the corner of his mouth and looked at the pair of apricot eyes that were filled with water vapor very seriously.

When his gaze collided with his eyes, Mo Han felt guilty and lowered her eyelids without a trace.

In fact, Fu Yuchen's three requests could be easily fulfilled by her.

But she didn't want to.

Seeing that Mo Han had been silent, Fu Yuchen's eyes darkened and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you unwilling?"

"I--"

Mo Han couldn't say anything when she was about to say it.

Fu Yuchen suddenly smiled. He reached out and hooked up a strand of her hair. He casually wrapped his fingers around her and said, "Mo Han, if you feel embarrassed to speak, then just nod."

Mo Han forcefully closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I, I'll think about it."

As she spoke, she hurriedly pulled her hair off Fu Yuchen's fingers.

Fu Yuchen raised his eyebrows and proudly curled his lips.

That excited little appearance was extremely similar to being praised by the teacher when he was young.

He unconsciously took a step forward. His toes were against Mo Han's toes, and he lowered his head. His voice was very soft and gentle. "Mo Han, I'll give you one night to think about it. Is that enough?"

"Not enough!"

Not wanting to see someone too happy, Mo Han lowered her eyes and denied without hesitation.

Fu Yuchen's smile stiffened and he patiently asked her, "How long do you want to think about it?"