Chapter 9: Yin Ting drank alcohol and had a stomach bleed, he was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment and fell into a coma.

Meng Mingxuan’s words left Yan Mo Jiu’s aura even colder.

He stared at her fingers clutching his sleeve with deep black eyes, a mocking curve playing on his thin lips.

“I, Yan Mo Jiu, will never make another fried egg in my life.”

Meng Mingxuan froze!

Suddenly, a forgotten argument replayed in her mind.

The door was locked, surrounded by Yan Mo Jiu’s men.

She lay on the bed, her face pale, the room in disarray.

The food the maid had brought was scattered on the floor.

The man pushed open the door, holding her favorite pink koi custom tray.

“Brother made Mingxuan’s favorite fried egg.”

“Don’t be angry, okay?”

The fried egg was a promise between her and Jiu Ge – if she was angry and Jiu Ge couldn’t coax her, he would make her a fried egg, and she had to unconditionally calm down.

This privilege could only be used once a year.

But in the scene…

‘Bang’!

She slammed the man’s tray to the ground, angrily looking at his cold face: “If you don’t let me out for a day, I won’t eat or drink for a day! If you have the guts, give me a nutrient injection to keep me alive! For a lifetime!”

The man’s hands, suspended in mid-air, instantly clenched.

He looked at the ground, the heart-shaped fried egg cracked in the broken porcelain.

After a long time, he spoke in a low voice: “Does the fried egg promise not count anymore?”

“If you have the guts, kill me, otherwise I will never eat the fried egg you made in my life!” She shouted irrationally in a fit of anger.

The man was silent for a long time.

“Jiu Ge understands.”

He bent down, his long fingers picking up the broken porcelain pieces one by one.

His fingertips were cut, but he didn’t notice.

When he finished cleaning up and turned to leave the room, the bodyguards outside quickly withdrew.

The door was also opened for her.

From that day on, her relationship with Yin Ting was officially made public.

Yan Mo Jiu never stopped her from dating Yin Ting again.

Memories, like shards of glass, always accurately retaliate on the hearts of those who are willful – Meng Mingxuan felt a tearing pain in her heart, a pain that was unbearable.

Tears quickly blurred her vision.

She looked at Yan Mo Jiu’s cold profile, his tightly pursed lips, and couldn’t help but sob.

I’m sorry, brother… I’m really sorry…

At that time, she was completely blinded by Yin Ting’s gentleness. Yin Ting coaxed her everywhere, no matter what she wanted to do, he would accompany her, making her feel relaxed for the first time.

And perhaps it was because of her rebellious period, the more Yan Mo Jiu restricted her and controlled her, the more she wanted to be with Yin Ting.

Those who are favored are always fearless – she never thought that her willfulness would make Yan Mo Jiu disappear from her life.

She thought… she was just having a normal relationship, and Yan Mo Jiu would eventually know how good Yin Ting was.

Just like parents who disagree with their children’s marriage, but if the children are determined to be with that person, the parents will eventually agree helplessly…

Yan Mo Jiu listened to Meng Mingxuan’s increasingly uncontrollable sobs, his back stiff as a board.

After a long while, he endured and closed his eyes, sat back on the edge of the bed, and hugged Meng Mingxuan into his arms.

“Brother doesn’t blame Mingxuan, don’t cry.”

“Then I, I want, I want to eat fried eggs…”

If he really doesn’t blame her,

She would make him another fried egg.

Meng Mingxuan thought stubbornly.

“No!” Yan Mo Jiu stroked her long hair that was scattered behind her back, realizing that her body stiffened and her crying was about to get louder, he softened his tone and coaxed her: “Change to another breakfast, you know, brother can do more than just make fried eggs.”

For her, he had already developed his cooking skills.

She hadn’t eaten his cooking in a long time.

Meng Mingxuan actually still wanted to eat fried eggs, but she wouldn’t force Yan Mo Jiu to do something he didn’t like anymore.

So she wiped her tears, looked up at him and said: “Jiu Ge, let’s make a new promise, okay? Let’s change the fried egg to a small steamed bun, okay?”

“No need.”

A promise that had already been broken didn’t need to be continued.

“This time it’s real! I can swear in the name of my father, mother, and sister!” Meng Mingxuan said hurriedly.

Yan Mo Jiu’s pupils trembled violently!

Meng Mingxuan’s parents and sister were an absolute taboo between Yan Mo Jiu and Meng Mingxuan.

Every year on their death anniversary, Yan Mo Jiu and Meng Mingxuan spent it in silence.

They would never mention them in normal times.

It was conceivable how serious, even urgent, Meng Mingxuan was to bring them up to show her determination.

“Jiu Ge, believe me, this time it will definitely count, if I don’t keep my promise again, I will…”

“Okay.” Yan Mo Jiu didn’t want Meng Mingxuan to really swear, he used his finger to block her red lips, smiled slightly: “Small steamed buns are not delicious, and they don’t sound good, change it to heart-shaped strawberry cake.”

He had tricked her into making a ‘fried egg’ promise with him, just because of his little thoughts.

He was thinking, if one day, he couldn’t control himself and did something inappropriate to her, he hoped that the fried egg promise could save him.

To prevent her from sentencing him to death.

He just didn’t expect that the fried egg promise was broken because of a man outside.

“Okay!” Meng Mingxuan’s heart instantly settled.

As long as Jiu Ge agreed to renew the promise.

And those moments when she disappointed him, she would spend her whole life making up for them, little by little.

“Just eat two boiled eggs and a glass of milk in the morning, brother will take you out to eat something good at noon, okay?” Yan Mo Jiu gently wiped away the tears on her face with his fingertips, while asking for her opinion.

“Of course, eat… whatever Jiu Ge makes for me, I’ll eat it.” Meng Mingxuan almost said ‘I’ll eat anything’, but she stopped in time.

“Okay, go back to your room to wash up and change clothes.” Yan Mo Jiu’s black eyes flashed a hint of a smile, he touched her head, “Remember to be careful, don’t get the wound wet.”

“Hmm hmm!”

Meng Mingxuan nodded obediently, her bright eyes looked at the man’s back as he entered the bathroom with some longing.

When the man’s back disappeared from her sight, she immediately shrank back into the quilt and rolled around happily on the bed.

She’s back!

She’s reborn!

She wasn’t dreaming, she really, really went back to the past!

Back to the time before she completely hurt Jiu Ge, completely lost Jiu Ge!

She was so happy.

She was so grateful to God!

After happily rolling around on the bed for a while, Meng Mingxuan reluctantly crawled out of Yan Mo Jiu’s quilt.

She went back to her own room to wash…

…

Yan Mo Jiu finished washing up, changed his clothes, and went downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast for Meng Mingxuan.

He set the alarm for the boiled eggs, warmed the milk, and then began to check the messages that had been neglected for a night.

There were several missed calls.

Yan Mo Jiu glanced at them, tapped the screen with his long fingers, and called back to Feng Yilin.

Five seconds later, the call was connected.

“Jiu Ge, Yin Ting organized a reunion for the Liming University campus last night. Because our little princess didn’t show up, Yin Ting drank white wine on an empty stomach and had a stomach bleed. He was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment and is still in a coma.”

Feng Yilin immediately sent a message to Yan Mo Jiu when he got the news.

But Yan Mo Jiu didn’t reply, so he had to call again.

Still no reply.

He and Tang Jun were at the hospital now, and Nie Ziyang had already driven to Jiu Ge’s villa to find him.

They were afraid that something would happen to Yin Ting, and Meng Mingxuan would blame Jiu Ge again.

Before Yan Mo Jiu could answer, the doorbell outside the villa rang.

He raised his dark, cold eyes and walked towards the door.

He opened the door, and Nie Ziyang, who was full of cold air, stood at the door.

“I’ll let Ziyang tell you, I’ll hang up first.”

Yan Mo Jiu glanced at Nie Ziyang lightly, hung up the phone.

Then, he turned and went back to the kitchen.

He made Mingxuan’s breakfast first.

“Jiu Ge! Yin Ting deliberately drank alcohol until he had a stomach bleed and went to the hospital. This is a ploy! He wants to stir up the relationship between Jiu Ge and Mingxuan!” Nie Ziyang followed closely behind, furious at Yin Ting’s provocation.

“Hmm.”

Yan Mo Jiu saw that the water was boiling, he tilted the lid slightly to prevent the boiling water from spilling out of the pot.

Nie Ziyang was really speechless – what time is it, and he’s still boiling eggs?

Moreover, the famous Liming City Jiu Ye, doing this kind of thing that only a family man would do, really shouldn’t be so incongruous, okay?

No one would believe it if you told them.

“Jiu Ge, how is Mingxuan?” Nie Ziyang took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and asked in a low voice.

Yan Mo Jiu’s bony fingers paused slightly, his thin lips curled into a faint smile: “She’s very good.”

So good it’s unreal.

Like a dream.

And… she’s very attached to him.

If he wasn’t afraid of scaring her, he actually wanted to find someone to beat him up right now.

To let pain and blood prove that everything is real.

Nie Ziyang looked at the curve of Yan Mo Jiu’s lips and widened his eyes.

Did Jiu, Jiu Ge just smile?

In the past two years, Jiu Ge had never smiled once.

The air pressure was lower day by day.

He smoked more and more cigarettes every day.

As for alcohol, it was even more out of the question.

Sometimes he was afraid that Jiu Ge would drive himself crazy.

As Nie Ziyang was lost in thought, the alarm Yan Mo Jiu set went off.

He raised his hand and turned off the gas.

He took the boiled eggs out of the boiling water and put them in a bowl of cold water that had been prepared earlier.

“Wait for her to finish breakfast, then you tell her.”

Yan Mo Jiu thought of Yin Ting, his brows furrowed.

His voice was even colder.

“Tell her, about Yin Ting.”

Yan Mo Jiu picked up the bowl, took the milk, and turned to leave.

“Me?” Nie Ziyang pointed at his nose, did he look like some kind of big fool?

With Mingxuan’s little white-eyed wolf, she might just hit him on the head with the bowl!