Women Don't Mean What They Say

Banxia looked up. She hadn't shaken the shock off yet.

Her red lips quivered but did not make a sound.

"You're all dressed up and standing by the roadside at night. Are you trying to do something while your husband isn't home?"

The man's voice was low and his words reverberated by her ears. It gave her a sense of warmth on such a terrible night.

Banxia's eyes went red.

It was as if she was drowning in a flood, and suddenly, a floating plank appeared just as she was about to give up on all hope.

Mo Chenyan was slightly stunned. "What's wrong?"

His brows were raised slightly as he cupped her face in her hands. "I said you're pretty, can't you tell? Why are you upset?"

She was speechless.

Banxia sniffled. She really couldn't tell.

She had been suppressing all those emotions back at the Tang Family villa. But now that she saw him, all the emotions came pouring out.

It was just like how she used to hug her Grandpa and cry when she was younger.

"You're saying I'm pretty? Why do I feel like you're calling me seductive?!"

She bit her lip.

The man was a little shocked. He shifted his hands from her face and stroked her hair instead, and slowly pushed her head towards his chest.

"Ah…"

Banxia let out a wince as her ankle throbbed again.

Banxia leaned against his sturdy chest, her face all scrunched up.

She was enjoying the warmth and tenderness, and reluctant to push him away. She didn't even bother checking on her foot.

A few seconds later, the pain finally subsided a little.

From the man's point of view, he couldn't tell that she was in any discomfort.

He gently patted her on the head. "Nothing of the sort, I was just complimenting you. But I've never complimented a woman before, so it might've come off a little odd."

Banxia was slightly stunned, but a few words flashed in her head: What a liar.

This man was obviously lying!

She pouted. "Don't think I'm as gullible as a three-year-old."

The man chuckled. "You're acting just like a three-year-old."

He held her in his arms again. He'd been on a flight the entire day and was rather tired. But right now, as he smelled the scent in her hair and held her close, he was filled with peace and contentment.

"You've got something on tonight?"

"A university friend's birthday party," Banxia answered glumly. "I used your card to buy her a diamond bracelet, but I'll return you the money when I get my wage slip. Don't reject me. I won't be so formal and civil with you next time, but let me have it this once."

Mo Chenyan said, "Mm, I know."

He did not ask anymore. This money didn't matter as long as she was happy.

"You couldn't possibly have had your fill at such banquets. Shall we go grab a bite?"

Banxia was actually comfortable just leaning against him. But now, she wrapped his arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest, taking in his scent.

"No, my foot hurts."

Mo Chenyan looked at the woman in his arms, acting coquettish like a little kitten, and frowned. "You've been in heels the whole night, why didn't you go straight home?"

Now she felt the pain coming back.

"Get in the car first." He didn't want to chide her any longer and simply took her hand and walked to the car. Banxia knew that he'd misunderstood her, but she did not explain further. "Don't go so fast, my foot really hurts."

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, picked her up and carried her to the car.

Uncle Zhang was surprised to see them that way. He thought, Chairman Mo is really becoming more and more gentle now.

The black Bentley drove steadily on the road, and this time, Banxia did not have the strange sense of restriction as before.

When they arrived, Mo Chenyan carried her up without even needing to ask her. Only when they reached the door did he ask, "Did you bring the key?"

Banxia quietly said, "Put me down first."

"Mrs. Mo, are you telling me this for me to understand that women don't mean what they say?"

He glanced at her arms that were tightly wrapped around his neck and smiled.

Banxia noticed what he was referring to and glared at him. "I'll fall if I don't hold you!"

He nodded. "Mm, no need to explain."

Was he saying that he understood her, or that he simply didn't believe her words?

Banxia bit her lip and dug her bag for the keys. He took a small step forward for her to reach the keyhole.

When they changed out of their shoes, Banxia couldn't help but hiss a little at the pain.

The lights in the living room were turned on, and when Mo Chenyan saw her ankle, he froze for a moment. "What happened?"

His brows furrowed once again.

Banxia casually said, "I accidentally tripped."

"And you didn't tell me this earlier?"

He carried her once again and placed her on the huge white couch.

"Sit here and don't move."

He then walked up the stairs and vanished from her view.

When he emerged again, he was holding a medicine box and walking towards her solemnly.

"Mo Chenyan…" Banxia tested the waters. "I didn't mean to keep it from you, I just didn't want you to be worried. Actually, I'm fine now. I just walked a little after I tripped…"

The man ignored her words completely. He took his suit off and tossed it aside before yanking his tie off as well. He then rolled up his sleeves, revealing strong forearms.

He quickly picked out a bottle of ointment from the medicine box.