Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 29 I Will Protect You

Han Zhou originally planned to drop Mo Yixia off at the entrance of the residential area and then leave. However, the box containing the notebook was too heavy, and Mo Yixia, with her thin arms and legs, definitely couldn't carry it. So he had to change his mind and take her home first.

Of course, while others might say he's skinny, he himself isn't much better. His stamina is a mere three points, the same as Lin Youya, who's about to start junior high. Although he's definitely a bit stronger than the latter, the difference is still limited.

The journey was incredibly arduous. After a long and exhausting ordeal, Han Zhou finally arrived downstairs, feeling his hands were about to give way. To his surprise, Mo Yixia didn't say anything nice. Instead, she suddenly remarked, "You don't look like someone who can throw with great force at all."

"It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering... The heaviest thing on your body is probably that hat on your head, of course you can say it so easily..."

Han Zhou was exhausted. Leaning against the wall, he gasped for breath and retorted, "You don't act like the owner of this neighborhood at all. Someone as rich as you should normally have several people treating you like a princess, ready to serve you at any time, right?"

Mo Yixia thought for a moment and said, "It's not that there aren't people like that. Usually, I just ask the property management to help me move heavy things."

Han Zhou's eyes widened: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"You didn't ask."

The elevator doors opened, and Mo Yixia walked in unhurriedly, turning around to continue admiring the other person's sweaty appearance. "And it seems you quite enjoy this feeling of sweating it out."

Han Zhou's lips twitched. Dragging his tired body, he carried the box up to the elevator and said irritably, "You try throwing one yourself."

Mo Yixia didn't reply, staring at him for a long time before shaking her head and saying, "No, your physical strength is fluctuating too much, which is very abnormal, and your face looks paler than last night..."

Upon hearing this, Han Zhou immediately felt a little nervous, and at the same time, he secretly became alert. This guy was too perceptive. In order to find out his true purpose for approaching him, the other party would probably observe him even more carefully in the future, so he had to be careful.

The existence of the status bar must never be revealed.

He was about to speak when he saw Mo Yixia suddenly realize something, her gaze becoming slightly strange, seemingly mixed with some disdain.

Yes, I dislike it.

"Have you been indulging in excessive sexual activity?"

Han Zhou was struck dumb, finally understanding where this disdain came from. He couldn't bear it any longer and asked, "Why have you been maliciously slandering me all day?"

He thought back and realized that the guy had been perfectly fine until he left the house today, and his attitude had even been quite good because he needed his help. The sudden change in attitude only happened after he left...

Thinking about it more carefully, the reason this guy suddenly started calling him a scumbag and mocking him for being fickle seems to be after he delivered water to the other person's friend...

Is it possible...

Han Zhou's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to ask a question, Mo Yixia reminded him, "Remember to lower your head before you start saying stupid things. There are surveillance cameras in the elevator. My mom might watch."

Han Zhou readily agreed, obediently lowering his head and asking suspiciously, "You wouldn't be trying to prevent me from getting involved with your friend, would you?"

“You can be bolder, even if you shamelessly use the word ‘jealousy’ it’s fine, I won’t say you’re being presumptuous.”

Han Zhou sighed: "I never thought you would be jealous. In this respect, you are just being presumptuous."

Mo Yixia pretended not to hear and said calmly, "But you're right, I really don't want you to get involved with them, because as your relationship deepens, you will inevitably mention me in your future conversations, which is something I don't want to see."

"Moreover, I still can't figure out why you approached me, and now you're planning to approach them without any reason. This has something to do with me, and I should be worried about their situation."

"What's there to worry about?" Han Zhou said helplessly. "Don't think of me as some kind of thug. Besides, I won't have much interaction with them. At most, I'll chat with them when necessary."

"Use it and then discard it..."

Mo Yixia clicked her tongue and asked, "For what?"

"Private matter."

Han Zhou certainly wouldn't tell Mo Yixia it was for another girl, otherwise he could easily imagine how this guy would answer—

"Starting with one girl, you get to know other girls through her network, using them and then discarding them, but your ultimate goal is to make your eyes on another girl. Do you still dare to say you're not a scumbag?"

The elevator slowly ascended, and the numbers on the display screen kept changing, indicating that it was about to reach the thirty-second floor.

Seeing that Han Zhou didn't want to explain further, Mo Yixia didn't press him. She simply said calmly, "You can leave the box at the door later."

"Don't you need me to help you move in?" "My mom is back. Trust me, you don't want to see her like this."

Do you have nightmares?
Han Zhou inwardly complained, not expecting things to be so serious. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Wouldn't I look like I'm fleeing from justice?"

Mo Yixia glanced at him sideways: "It's better than being executed on the spot."

What kind of hellish place is your home...?

Han Zhou was horrified and immediately abandoned his plan to explain to Jiang Baiqian in person, fearing that he would see three hundred axemen lying in ambush as soon as he entered the door. He thought that Mo Yixia would not lie to him about this.

In this light, all the previous preparations were probably meaningless. Now, Jiang Baiqian probably only sees one thing – her daughter, who was supposed to stay at home, has run away and has been gone for more than an hour.

This seemed to be a very serious matter for her.

"You protect..."

The elevator doors opened, and Han Zhou laboriously carried the suitcase to Mo Yixia's doorstep. He tried to tell her to take care, but she seemed to have misunderstood him and interrupted him indifferently.

"You can leave now. Don't worry, from today onwards I will protect you by any means necessary and will never let you be replaced."

Han Zhou opened his mouth slightly, feeling a little touched, but then he heard the other person continue to whisper, "With you taking the blame this time, it should be easier to go out next time."

The emotion on Han Zhou's face vanished instantly, replaced by a blank stare.

What to take the blame?
Didn't you say you'd protect me by any means necessary?
Unfortunately, Mo Yixia obviously wouldn't answer her. After handing him her access card, she opened the door and went inside.

Han Zhou had no choice but to take the elevator downstairs.

……

When Mo Yixia entered the house, Jiang Baiqian was sitting on the sofa watching TV. The door opened quite loudly, but she seemed completely unaware that her daughter had returned, and kept changing channels with the remote control with a blank expression, at an increasingly faster pace.

The sound from the TV kept changing intermittently, which was very annoying.

Mo Yixia pretended not to see her mother, silently returned to her room to find a change of clothes, and quietly went into the bathroom.

Throughout the entire process, the two never once met each other's eyes. The atmosphere in the room was extremely oppressive, like two masters poised to strike, waiting to see who would be the first to make a move.

Soon, the sound of running water filled the bathroom.

When Mo Yixia stepped out of the bathroom, she saw Jiang Baiqian walking out of her room, her face unusually gloomy.

"Where's your phone? Why did you bring it into the bathroom?"

The fact that she asked such a question clearly indicates that she had already searched the room.

It must be said that Mo Yixia is quite beautiful after taking a shower. Only at this time will she temporarily put away her mask and baseball cap, fully revealing her jet-black hair and stunning face.

Her hair was wet, her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and there were still some water droplets on her fair neck, making her look even more radiant. Her features were so exquisite that they resembled works of art, with a flawless nose and red lips. Even without makeup, she was still so beautiful that she drew attention.

A beauty mark adorned the corner of her right eye. Her beautiful eyes, which should have been filled with bright brilliance, had become dull and lifeless, now appearing as deep and still as a desolate, lifeless star.

"Don't be so nervous, I just forgot to take it out."

She went into the bathroom, picked up her phone, unlocked it, and handed it to the woman in front of her, her tone as calm as if the woman in front of her was not her mother, but a stranger.

"If you're really that worried, you can install a camera in the bathroom as well."

Jiang Baiqian's expression grew increasingly cold as she took the phone and examined it repeatedly.

The two were silent.

A war is about to break out.

(End of this chapter)