After his departure, Nan Zhi did not see Mu Sihan for two days straight.
Everytime she returned to the manor, she was on tenterhooks. It was akin to creeping around a war zone full of landmines, she never knew when he would appear and explode. Especially in the evenings, her nights were fitful and restless and her dreams would evade her.
She was afraid that the man she had annoyed would strangle her to death.
Was she lucky or unlucky, being liked by a bad tempered man?
Xiaojie seemed to like him very much. He had asked Nan Zhi about him a few times after not seeing him the past few days.
This evening, Nan Zhi had made dinner and both mother and child sat down at the dining table to eat after Xiaojie had his routinely check-up.
Junyuan had told her the day before that the person whose bone marrow was suitable for Xiaojie had returned.