The time of the city

Chapter 244 Please

At 6:30 in the morning, Mo Yu woke up as her biological clock struck. She turned her head and saw Ni Jiamu still asleep, holding one of her arms and dressing her securely.

Ni Jiamu looked less aggressive while sleeping, and he looked cute holding her arm.

Mo Yu sat up slowly and gently, afraid of waking Ni Jiamu. She didn't remove the hand Ni Jiamu was holding her, but used the other to play connect-the-dots.

Around eight o'clock, Ni Jiamu also woke up. He drowsily glanced at the time, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He didn't expect that he had slept for so long.

His voice was hoarse, and he asked Mo Yu lazily, "What time did you wake up? Why didn't you call me?"

"I woke up at half past six, but since you were sleeping so soundly, I didn't disturb you."

Ni Jiamu raised his hand to rub his messy hair and asked again, "Did you sleep uncomfortably?"

"No, brother. I've always been used to getting up at this time. When I was in the village, I would help Aunt Luo feed the pigs, chickens and ducks at this time." Mo Yu responded with a smile.

Ni Jiamu's face instantly turned cold. He stood up without saying a word and walked straight to the bathroom, saying, "You're still an animal keeper. Someone will bring breakfast up soon. After breakfast, go to the hospital."

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?"

"Cure your leg that makes you walk unsteadily." Ni Jiamu said without replying.

Hearing this, Mo Yu subconsciously lowered her eyes, covered her right leg with the pillow, and replied softly, "I understand."

Sitting in the car, Mo Yu, like before, put her face close to the window and stared out without blinking.

Passing by Ni's shopping mall, she saw her photo on the wall outside. She immediately felt ashamed and turned her face away.

After arriving at the hospital, the doctor carefully examined Mo Yu's right leg, patiently asked her some questions, and then asked them to take an X-ray.

After receiving the X-ray results, the doctor said solemnly, "Miss Mo's bone was completely broken at the time. Due to delayed treatment and possibly limited medical expertise, the bone wasn't aligned when it was reattached. Now it's severely deformed."

Ni Jiamu stared intently at the protruding lump on Mo Yu's leg, his dark eyes gleaming with tears as he asked, "Doctor, how do you treat it?"

"This requires surgery, which can be arranged in a week at the earliest." The doctor answered seriously.

Ni Jiamu nodded gently, then pointed at the scars on Mo Yu's legs and asked her, "Do you want to remove these?"

Mo Yu lowered her trouser legs and said, "No need, these are the evidence of my narrow escape."

Ni Jiamu frowned and said coldly, "You asked for it. Go home."

On the way back, Mo Yu suddenly remembered that she still had the 60,000 yuan Liu Xiao had given her yesterday in her bag. She hesitated for a moment and then softly asked Ni Jiamu, "Thank you for rescuing Brother Daqiang yesterday. I'll make a note of the amount."

"What money does an insignificant person need?" Ni Jiamu said with a hint of disdain in his tone.

Mo Yu thought about it and realized that it was true. She recalled how respectful Mr. Jin had been to Ni Jiamu yesterday. How could she dare to accept his money? She continued, "Liu Xiao gave me 60,000 yuan, and I haven't returned it yet."

Ni Jiamu glanced at the bulging envelope in Mo Yu's hand and said casually, "Keep it for yourself. I'll have someone transfer the money to her."

Mo Yu obediently put the envelope in her bag and turned to continue looking out the window. But as she watched, she realized the car wasn't heading back to the old house, but towards the castle where she had been imprisoned. A chill rose from the depths of her heart, and she unconsciously shrank her neck and said cautiously, "Brother, I want to go to the old house to see my parents."

Ni Jiamu's eyes darkened and he remained silent.

Mo Yu bit her lip and repeated, "Brother, I want to go to the old house to see my parents."

Ni Jiamu slammed on the brakes and pulled to the side of the road. He sneered, his voice cold and chilling. "Why didn't you think of them when you left without hesitation? Mo Yu, you're always so selfish, doing whatever you want. Now you want to see them, how filial do you think you are? If it weren't for Su Daqiang, you would never return to City A in your lifetime. Mo Yu, you don't deserve to see them."

Every word Ni Jiamu said was true, like a sharp needle piercing Mo Yu's heart. If it weren't for Su Daqiang's incident, she really wouldn't have set foot in City A again.

Mo Yu's ears instantly became hot and red. She lowered her head in shame, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "I'm sorry, I can apologize to my parents."

Ni Jiamu started the car and rushed out with a kick on the accelerator: "Your apology is too cheap, we don't accept it."

Mo Yu knew that Ni Jiamu was furious at the moment, so she didn't dare to say a word for the rest of the journey. The air in the car seemed to be frozen.

When they arrived at the castle, Ni Jiamu's face darkened and he strode straight to the study.

Mo Yu checked the time; it was almost time for dinner. She opened the refrigerator and found it overflowing with fresh produce. She suspected Ni Jiamu lived there regularly.

She carefully selected a few items and went into the kitchen to start cooking. The kitchen had all the necessary utensils, so there was no need to light a fire like in the village, which was very convenient. Before long, Mo Yu had a table full of dishes.

She was about to go upstairs to call Ni Jiamu when she saw him coming down by himself. Ni Jiamu saw the table full of dishes and scratched his head, his eyes full of shock. He opened his phone and looked at it, wondering, "I didn't ask anyone to bring the food, who brought it?"

Mo Yu pulled out a chair for Ni Jiamu and said with a smile, "Brother, I made this. You must be hungry. Come and try it. It's definitely not as good as yours. Don't be disgusted."

Ni Jiamu didn't say anything. He walked a few steps to Mo Yu, picked up her hand, and examined it carefully from top to bottom.

Seeing the several healed scars on her hands, his eyelashes drooped, a faint red appeared at the corners of his eyes, and the fingers holding Mo Yu's hand trembled unconsciously.

Mo Yu pulled her hand out, touched her ear, and said with a smile, "I got hurt when I was learning to cook. It's healed now, brother. I can do the housework now."

Ni Jiamu's gaze was fixed on Mo Yu's face, and the light in his eyes shattered bit by bit.

He sat down and tasted every dish. It was unexpectedly delicious, and a sour feeling welled up in his heart: "When you come to my place, you don't need to cook or do any housework anymore."

With rice in her mouth, Mo Yu asked vaguely, "Is it unpalatable?"

"It's hard to swallow. Don't do it again."

After the meal, Mo Yu looked at the empty plate and muttered quietly, "It's hard to swallow, but you still ate so much."

Ni Jiamu cooked dinner. While he was cooking, Mo Yu stood by, sometimes handing him plates and sometimes washing vegetables for him.

Ni Jiamu couldn't imagine that just one year could make someone so diligent and capable of so many things. He thought she must have suffered a lot.

"Brother, this is edible. Don't throw it away. It's such a waste." Mo Yu was quick to pick up the vegetable stems that Ni Jiamu threw into the trash can.

Ni Jiamu took the vegetable stalks from her again and threw them back into the trash can. He said in a deep voice, "That's enough, Mo Yu. You've never liked eating vegetable stalks. I don't care what kind of life you've had this year. Now that you're back with me, you don't need to do housework or get up early. If you don't like it, don't eat it."

Seeing Mo Yu standing there in a daze, Ni Jiamu pushed her out of the kitchen and said, "Stop standing there and getting in the way."

At the dinner table, Ni Jiamu still had a stern face and ate coldly.

Mo Yu looked at him, thinking about what had just happened in the kitchen. He must have misunderstood, so she hurriedly explained, "Brother, I haven't had a hard time this year. I've lived a fulfilling life. Brother Daqiang and Aunt Luo are both very kind to me. I even became an art teacher at the village primary school."

Ni Jiamu acted as if he didn't hear anything and didn't react at all, still concentrating on eating.

Mo Yu was embarrassed for a moment, then continued, "Brother, you haven't seen a toad, right? I've seen plenty of them, alive. When it started raining, I came out of the bathroom and saw them jumping everywhere. I was so scared that Aunt Luo hit me with a broom."

"Brother, I also went to the beach to pick up crabs..."

Ni Jiamu frowned and said impatiently, "Mo Yu, you don't have to please me. I don't want to hear your nonsense. If you want to go back to the old house, I will take you back tomorrow."

At night, Mo Yu slept with Ni Jiamu again. The thought of returning to the old house the next day made Mo Yu too excited to sleep. She stared at the ceiling, her eyes sparkling. "Brother, are Xiaoxue and Mantou still at the old house? You've been raising Xiaoxue since college, right? She's already an old dog now."

"Brother, tomorrow we're going to buy some of Mom's favorite fruits and Dad's favorite tea. Brother, how should I tell them so they'll forgive me?"

Ni Jiamu also looked at the ceiling, his eyes sparkling like tears: "No need to buy anything and go back to the old house."

Mo Yu didn't hear clearly, so she turned her head and asked, "Brother, what did you say just now?"

"Go to sleep and stop talking."