Chapter 130: Worried Sick

He said nothing and put on the wrist guards. They fit quite well, except that next to the logo, there were two overlapping red hearts.

Xian Yuqing pressed her forehead in frustration. Should she leave a bad review? She had clearly chosen the plain black ones with no patterns at all!

Worried, she checked the remaining pair of knee pads in the bag. They looked normal on the outside, but inside, there was an embroidered character—“Qing.”

Embarrassed, Xian Yuqing shoved the knee pads back into the bag and said, “Forget it, I’ll just return them.”

Jiang Mohe reached out and gently took her hand holding the bag. Looking down at her, he said, “Don’t return them. I want them.”

Xian Yuqing felt a faint warmth from Jiang Mohe’s hand seep into her fingertips, sending a tingling sensation through her.

She lifted her eyes to meet his gaze, which was burning with an intense heat. The little deer in her heart started running wild once again.

Jiang Mohe longed to hold her small hand in his palm forever, but he couldn’t. He still had a mission to carry out.

Besides, he feared the sudden surge of emotions deep within him would overwhelm his control.

He loosened his grip on her hand and said softly, “Wait for me.”

Then, carrying the bag, he opened the hospital room’s floor-to-ceiling window and stepped out onto the balcony.

A sudden gust of wind blew in, causing Xian Yuqing to shiver.

Would he come back safely?

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Just as Xian Yuqing stepped out of the neighboring room, she saw Ning Wenyan standing at her door, staring straight at her.

“Mom…” she called nervously.

Ning Wenyan didn’t scold her outside. Once inside the room, she asked, “Who did you meet in the next room?”

Though she hadn’t gone in, she had heard voices inside—seemingly a man’s. If Xian Yuqing hadn’t come out early, she would have barged in.

Xian Yuqing didn’t want to keep hiding things, so she answered honestly, “It was Mr. Jiang.”

“Mr. Jiang?” Ning Wenyan was surprised. “Didn’t he just wake up a few days ago?”

Judging by his condition then, he wouldn’t be able to get out of bed for at least a week. Yet now he was fine?

Xian Yuqing didn’t know how to explain, so she said, “He’s healthy; he recovered quickly.”

Ning Wenyan thought it over. Of course, he worked in security; his physique was definitely better than ordinary people.

But was that the point?

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Ning Wenyan wasn’t one to be confused about her daughter’s private matters.

“If he’s well, why hasn’t he returned to work and instead sneaks over to the next room to meet you?”

The word “sneak” made Xian Yuqing feel a bit uncomfortable.

“Mr. Jiang has other duties and can’t come back yet. Also, we didn’t meet secretly. He was just afraid of disturbing your rest, so we talked next door.”

The more Xian Yuqing defended Jiang Mohe, the more suspicious Ning Wenyan grew.

She stared at Xian Yuqing for a long moment before finally asking the question she’d been pondering for days: “Qingqing, have you fallen for Mr. Jiang?”

Xian Yuqing hadn’t expected her mother to ask so directly and was momentarily at a loss for words.

“Mom, you’re… overthinking.”

“Overthinking? Then who did you buy those protective gear for?”

That question left Xian Yuqing speechless.

She had been careless, assuming Ning Wenyan never paid attention to what she bought.

After a long pause, she whispered, “Mr. Jiang protected me last time and got seriously hurt. I was just repaying him a little.”

Ning Wenyan, having been through life, saw right through Xian Yuqing’s feelings.

She sighed softly. “Qingqing, when I interfere with who you like, it’s only because I want you to have a peaceful life in the future.

You don’t want to marry into a wealthy family, and I support that. But if you choose to be with Mr. Jiang, his job is dangerous. I really worry about you.”

Xian Yuqing hadn’t thought that far ahead.

At first, she only felt gratitude toward Jiang Mohe; recently, she realized she might truly like him.

But she hadn’t considered in detail what kind of life they would have together.

“Mom, Mr. Jiang and I haven’t reached that stage yet…” she tried to reassure her.

Ning Wenyan interrupted anxiously, “Once you’re in, it’s hard to turn back!”

She knew Xian Yuqing well.

In the past, she was innocent and naive about love. Once she truly gave her heart, she would be as stubborn as her brother.

Xian Yuqing lowered her head in silence.

“Qingqing, if you have to live on edge with Mr. Jiang in the future, it’s better to be with Eldest Young Master or Young Master Xi!” Ning Wenyan’s true thoughts came out.

Xian Yuqing felt troubled. “Mom, my eldest brother has someone he likes, and I can’t be with Young Master Xi either.

I’m still young. You don’t have to worry about my future so early!”

With that, she went into the bathroom to avoid further questioning.

Ning Wenyan felt helpless. No matter how much she wanted to worry, she couldn’t!

Whether son or daughter, each had their own ideas, and she could never control them.

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At this moment, Hua Xiaocui at the Nangong mansion was also deeply worried!

Since Miss Xiao Er moved in, Aunt Rong treated her like a distinguished guest and even sent Hua Xiaocui to serve her.

She was a servant reclaimed by Miss Biao; how could she be made to serve someone else? Yet every time she complained to Miss Biao, she was advised to be attentive to Miss Xiao Er.

Miss Xiao Er had a good temper, but her health was very fragile!

Sometimes when Hua Xiaocui was a little rough, it would startle her. It was said her heart wasn’t strong; if she had a heart attack, wouldn’t Eldest Young Master tear her apart?

Hua Xiaocui felt nervous serving someone for the first time.

That morning, she had chased a little blue cat and accidentally knocked over a shelf on the third floor. Miss Xiao Er downstairs had heart discomfort and had to call a doctor to examine her.

Afterwards, Eldest Young Master Ao came back and nearly kicked Hua Xiaocui out of the mansion.

She felt so wronged. She called Xian Yuqing to complain, “Miss, Miss Xiao Er is very close to Eldest Young Master, and he dotes on her so much! Could she be here to take your place?”

Recently, influenced by Aunt Rong, Hua Xiaocui believed Xian Yuqing was Eldest Young Master Ao’s official partner.

Yes, she now understood what “official” meant — Miss Biao was Nangong Madame’s chosen match, and Miss Xiao Er was the interloper!

Xian Yuqing, already upset by Ning Wenyan’s words, simply replied, “Let her try to take it,” and hung up.

Hua Xiaocui was stunned. That wouldn’t do! Taking something was bad enough, but taking someone was even worse!

Miss Biao must be heartbroken and didn’t want to compete with Miss Xiao Er. No problem — Hua Xiaocui would fight for her!

Determined, Hua Xiaocui messaged Su Cha at the villa. She wanted to “join forces” to fend off the enemy!

Su Cha had returned to the villa to recover after her last injury. She had failed to protect a few times, and Steward Xue was close to giving up on her.

Receiving Hua Xiaocui’s message, Su Cha suddenly felt hope had arrived!