Mo Yixuan let go of her. He could tell that she was extremely livid, so he didn’t say anything else.
He decided that he would have to let her calm down and naturally, he had his own way of making her eat.
He turned and left her bedroom. Then, he dug out his phone and called someone. The person on the other end of the line kept saying the word ‘yes’ and this was the only word the person on the other line kept repeating before the call ended.
Aunty Yang brought a bowl of pork ribs and corn soup over.
“Mr. Mo, I’ve finished making the soup. You may bring it to her,” she said as she placed the soup in front of her.
“Bring it into the room,” he said softly with a quick wave of his hand.
Aunty Yang replied, “She won’t eat. She hasn’t eaten all day. If she keeps refusing to eat, she will bee very weak.”
Aunty Yang sounded a little worried. She could tell that the woman in the room was a stubborn one, so what would they do if this woman ended up dying in this house?
Mo Yixuan smiled wryly and waved her concerns off.
“Bring it in. She will eat in a bit,” he said.
“Are you sure?” Aunty Yang asked doubtfully but nevertheless, she still listened to his instructions and brought the bowl of soup inside.
He Xiyan had calmed down and this time, she sat on the sofa and curled up into a ball, her arms wrapped around her knees. She didn’t move from her seat at all.
She knew who had e when she heard footsteps but she didn’t even look up.
She refused to believe that they would allow her to starve to death in this place.
Thus, she would not eat until they let her leave.
“Miss Chen, I’ve made you some soup,” Aunty Yang said calmly.
He Xiyan ignored her. She would not eat anything they brought her.
Time ticked by and soon, it was 9 PM at night.
A childish voice could be heard in this mansion.
“Dad, is mom really in there?” Yuan Yuan asked. His father was leading him toward the bedroom on the right but he scratched his head and looked like he doubted his father’s words.
Mo Yixuan replied in the affirmative and said, “Yuan Yuan, you have to remember to get your mother to eat.”
He reminded his son.
He knew that he wouldn’t be able to convince her to eat but he was sure that Yuan Yuan would be able to do so.
“I know what to do, dad,” Yuan Yuan said with a smile and ran excitedly to the bedroom.
“Mom…” Yuan Yuan called out excitedly to his mother who was in a daze.
He Xiyan froze and she trembled instinctively and turned to look in the direction of that familiar voice.
It was Yuan Yuan, her son. She couldn’t believe that Mo Yixuan had brought Yuan Yuan here.
“Mom, it is truly you!” Yuan Yuan said gleefully and his cheeks dimpled when he smiled. He ran over and threw his arms around her neck.
“Mom, dad said that I should keep you pany because you were very bored at home,” Yuan Yuan said as he dropped a soft kiss on her cheeks.
He Xiyan let out a heavy sigh. She couldn’t maintain her silence when this child kept calling her ‘mom’, and she didn’t want her son to notice how frustrated she was.
She pulled Yuan Yuan into her arms and stroked his back.
“Mom, are you hungry? I’ve brought you some delicious food. I’ve got biscuits, milk, and even a small cake,” he said happily as he squirmed out from her embrace. Then, he unzipped his tiny backpack and took out a bottle of milk, two cakes and several biscuits. These were his favorite food.
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