CHAPTER 730: CHAPTER 730: FELL FOR IT

"Don’t try to change the subject. This isn’t over!" Tang Yue glared at him sideways and got up to get busy.

Meng Siyu had just been admitted to the hospital, and there was a lot to be organized, including the clothes Mo Xiaolin brought for Meng Siyu, which were a complete mess, as well as some toiletries.

Lunch was delivered by Mo Xiaolin, and then she was ready to leave.

"Mom, I’m going to go home for a bit. I didn’t even bring my clothes, so I need to go pack some things." Tang Yue said with a smile, and then gracefully left for home.

Mo Xiaolin looked at Meng Siyu and asked, "Did you make Xiao Yue angry?"

Mo Xiaolin raised her eyebrows and flicked a chestnut at him, saying, "Meng Siyu, Xiao Yue rushed back from F country just to see you, and yet you made her angry?"

"I didn’t." Meng Siyu touched the spot where he was hit, looking innocent.

"You’re still arguing? Listen, if you made Xiao Yue angry, then I don’t have a son like you," Mo Xiaolin said as she put away the dishes and walked away.

Mo Xiaolin went to find a nurse, and coincidentally, Li Wei also arrived. After greeting Li Wei, she left.

Meng Jin had said that Li Wei would also take care of Siyu during these days.

Jianan Prefecture.

It’s been over half a year since the new house was lived in. Mo Xiaolin often came to clean, so it didn’t look like it was uninhabited.

Under the corridor, the big red lanterns had faded a bit, but the festive atmosphere was still there, and everything was as familiar as ever to her.

She walked briskly into the house. The room was just as she had left it, with no changes at all. The bed was covered with a big red wedding quilt, making the whole room look bright and sunny.

It had been over a year since she got married.

Tang Yue said with emotion, sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at her belongings, all carefully organized together. She didn’t know if it was Meng Siyu or Mo Xiaolin who had organized them, but she took some clothes out of the wardrobe and took a bath.

Feeling clean and refreshed, she felt much better. Having slept for a while in the hospital, she was still a bit sleepy. She yawned, packed two sets of her own clothes, brought some toiletries, and added some loose clothes for Meng Siyu to take to the hospital.

"Xiao Yue." Mo Xiaolin returned after delivering the items and hurried over, saying, "Xiao Yue, that brat Siyu is so inarticulate. Xiao Yue, please don’t hold it against Siyu. I’ve already scolded him."

"Mom, why did you scold him?" Tang Yue looked at Mo Xiaolin with a bewildered face. Tang Yue, still thinking if she had forgotten to bring anything, was confused by what Mo Xiaolin meant.

"If he upset you, he deserves a scolding," Mo Xiaolin said through clenched teeth. "Xiao Yue, rest assured, I’m on your side. If he makes you angry, we’ll ignore him. Let the father and son fend for themselves while we, mother- and daughter-in-law, stick together."

"Pfft—"

Tang Yue couldn’t help but laugh. The way her mother-in-law was looking out for her made her feel as if she were the biological daughter and Meng Siyu was the son-in-law.

"Mom, he didn’t make me angry," Tang Yue explained. "I came back because I wanted to get some things."

"Really not angry?" Mo Xiaolin asked with suspicion.

Tang Yue nodded affirmatively: "Really not angry, I guarantee it, you misunderstood him."

Hmph, at most she was angry that Meng Siyu got so seriously hurt and still hid it from her. When he called her, he was already unable to hold on, but he still tried to sound casual. Thinking about it now, Meng Siyu must have been suffering at the time, yet he didn’t say a word about it.

Thinking about this, Tang Yue felt so frustrated it hurt, but it was mostly heartache that overwhelmed her. Every time she pictured that scene, she was so mad she didn’t want to deal with him.

Still, it’s better not to tell Mo Xiaolin the reason.

"Don’t worry, he’s a man, it’s right for him to be scolded. Being a sister-in-law isn’t easy for you; he should be more considerate of you."

...

"You’re the real daughter, aren’t you?" Meng Siyu teased after hearing that.

"Hard to say." Tang Yue said with a giggly smile, Mother-in-law Mo Xiaolin’s kindness to her was truly beyond words.

For dinner, Mo Xiaolin and Meng Jin came over and sat for a while, leaving early to give the young couple some space.

"Mom’s cooking is really good, this soup is particularly flavorful." Tang Yue stirred the clear yellow old duck soup, eating and looking at Meng Siyu asking, "Why aren’t you eating yet?"

"I can’t." Meng Siyu looked at Tang Yue with puppy eyes.

Tang Yue looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Didn’t you eat well at noon?"

"I was just tired at noon." Meng Siyu covered his chest and said, "You don’t know, this wound, even a slight pull, hurts terribly. You were upset at noon, and I didn’t even mention it."

"Really?" Tang Yue’s tone stretched, she put down her chopsticks and walked over, leaning in to look at Meng Siyu’s wound, indeed, she saw that it had begun to bleed, she exclaimed in shock, "I’m going to call a doctor."

"No." Meng Siyu grabbed her, "Wife, this wound doesn’t need changing until tomorrow, it doesn’t hurt, it only hurts when I move."

Tang Yue didn’t dare to struggle and seriously started to feed Meng Siyu.

Under the gaze of Meng Siyu’s deep eyes, Tang Yue, who should have been angry, still couldn’t hold back her emotions.

When it was time to clean the dishes after dinner, Tang Yue thought, this won’t do, I can’t go on like this. If this continues, all my principles will be gone.

At night, just as Tang Yue had made the bed and was ready to rest, Meng Siyu suddenly sat up, looking like he tore his wound.

"Meng Siyu, why can’t you just listen and be good." Tang Yue saw more and more blood on his bandage, ignoring what he said, she went to find a nurse.

The nurse cautiously changed his dressing; seeing the wound made Tang Yue’s tears almost fall.

As soon as the nurse left.

Meng Siyu took the opportunity to pull Tang Yue to his side, sitting down on the bed and said, "Wife, it doesn’t hurt."

"Humph, you still have the nerve to say that? But what if it was the other way around, if I was injured or had something happen..."

"Hm!"

Tang Yue’s eyes widened as she looked at Meng Siyu, thinking of his wound, yet she dared not, and she huffed with puffed cheeks.

"Wife, I’d rather be injured myself than let you get hurt." Meng Siyu’s eyes, filled with seriousness that couldn’t be more sincere.

"But I don’t want to be kept in the dark, especially when you were on the brink of life and death, and I was oblivious like nothing happened." Tang Yue lowered her eyes, on the spotless white sheets, a drop of water spread, drop by drop like blossoming flowers.

"Wife, next time..." Meng Siyu’s words were not yet finished, facing Tang Yue lifting her head, seeing those tearful eyes, he immediately corrected himself, "There won’t be a next time, from now on, I will be safe and sound, for you and our future children, I will be safe and sound."