Chapter 52: Fall Sick

No matter how quickly Li An copied the poem, it was impossible for him to finish it before Li Hanchen entered the door. His face crumpled. He was dead meat and worried his older brother might make him copy the poem 1,000 times now.

Considering how evil Li Hanchen was, it was totally within his style to do that.

Li Hanchen walked in after the door opened. Li An raised his head and looked at him with his eyes slightly wide. “Have you been walking out there dressed in only a suit jacket? Aren’t you cold?”

In the next moment, Mu Sheng walked in with Li Hanchen’s jacket draped over her shoulders.

Li An went quiet as he kept scrutinizing Li Hanchen and Mu Sheng. He almost burst out in glee.

However, in two seconds, Li An’s glee disappeared when Li Hanchen glanced over at Li An and Li An promptly went quiet.

“I’m glad you’re back. Time to eat.” Auntie Lin walked out of the kitchen.

“Uh huh.” Li Hanchen looked at Li An as he pretended to copy the poem while he kept thinking about the food in the dining room. “Enough. Stop copying. Eat first.”

“Okay.” Li An happily put his textbook away with Li Hanchen’s approval. He frolicked over to the dining table. “Food smells great.”

Auntie Lin specially made two more dishes today, but Mu Sheng did not have much of an appetite and put down her chopsticks after she was done eating half a bowl of rice.

Li An had already started on his second bowl of rice. He failed to notice when Mu Sheng left the dining table early. Instead, Li Hanchen glanced at Mu Sheng from behind.

“The braised pork belly is delish. The shrimp is good as well,” said Li An to Li Hanchen as he polished off his rice.

“It’s rude to talk when you’re eating.” Li Hanchen stopped Li An from taking more meat with a cold look on his face.

“Huh?”

Li Hanchen moved the plate of braised pork belly away. “You have already eaten half a plate of this. You can’t eat so much meat at night.”

No matter how young Li An was, he could not eat without restraint.

Li An pursed his lips and looked sad. He took some shrimp instead as he consoled himself. Never mind. Even if he was not allowed to eat braised pork belly, the shrimp was equally delicious.

“Stop eating meat. Eat some vegetables.” Li An’s chopsticks promptly froze in midair when Li Hanchen spoke.

Li An had only eaten vegetables twice and had been eating meat throughout dinner.

“Okay,” acknowledged Li An miserably before he took some vegetables, placed them in his bowl, and started to eat reluctantly.

After supervising Li An while he finished lots of vegetables, Li Hanchen put down his chopsticks and headed to the kitchen.

“Yes, Young Master? What can I do for you?”

“Get me a warm glass of milk.”

“Yes, Young Master.” Auntie Lin set aside her work and prepared a glass of warm milk for Li Hanchen.

Auntie Lin was caught by surprise when Li Hanchen did not drink the milk and took it upstairs instead. She watched Li Hanchen from behind as she contemplated.

Who said Li Hanchen was like the God of Hell and absolutely heartless? He was very thoughtful towards Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng performed some acupuncture on herself to help ease the discomfort in her belly.

The weather was cold and she ate cold candied hawthorn, so it caused her stomach to make some stress response. Now her stomach felt awful.

Mu Sheng walked over to open the door when she heard the knocking. Li Hanchen stood outside with a glass of milk in his hand. The moment Li Hanchen saw Mu Sheng’s pale face, he could not help frowning imperceptibly.

“Yes?” Mu Sheng’s voice tended to be soft to begin with. Now that she was having gastric trouble, she sounded even weaker.