Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

"Young Master, Young Master Zhao, dinner is ready. Would you like to eat now?"

Aunt Wang's voice interrupted Zhao Zixun and Huo Muchen's thoughts.

Huo Muchen nodded to Aunt Wang, who then quickly turned and walked towards the dining room.

Zhao Zixun and Huo Muchen exchanged a glance, then stood up together.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Zhao Zixun's gaze involuntarily fell on Liu Shiyin.

He watched her quietly as she busied herself at the table, setting out the bowls, chopsticks, and dishes for everyone.

However, when Liu Shiyin inadvertently raised her head and looked at Zhao Zixun, he hurriedly looked away as if he had been burned.

After dinner, Zhao Zixun and Xu Xiaofan prepared to leave one after the other.

"Brother Mu Chen, it's getting late, I'll head back now,"

Xu Xiaofan looked at Huo Muchen and said hesitantly,

Huo Muchen nodded slightly and said:

"Okay, be careful on the road,"

"Let's go, Qin Xiang, Mu Chen, let's get together again sometime."

Zhao Zixun said, then turned to Liu Shiyin,

"Shion, I'm leaving now."

Zhao Zixun's voice was gentle and sincere. He looked at Liu Shiyin deeply, his eyes filled with reluctance.

Liu Shiyin raised her head, met Zhao Zixun's gaze, and smiled slightly:

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Her voice was soft, like a spring breeze caressing the heart.

With Xu Xiaofan and Zhao Zixun gone, the house returned to its original quiet and stillness.

Aunt Wang was massaging Qin Xiang's legs, and Liu Shiyin was cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, but Huo Muchen was nowhere to be seen.

Liu Shiyin, who was busy in the kitchen, turned around and saw Huo Muchen standing quietly behind her.

She had assumed Huo Muchen would be deep in thought in his study or resting in his bedroom, but she never expected him to appear here so quietly.

Liu Shiyin was slightly taken aback, then politely asked, "Mr. Huo, is there anything I can help you with?"

Huo Muchen did not answer immediately, but stared at her intently, his gaze containing complex and profound emotions.

Liu Shiyin felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, and a sense of doubt welled up in her heart.

Just then, Huo Muchen suddenly spoke, his voice low and firm:

"why cry?"

Liu Shiyin was completely bewildered by this sudden question. She blinked and answered somewhat blankly:

"What? Crying? I..."

She tried hard to recall, but she didn't seem to have cried in front of Huo Muchen.

Huo Muchen's gaze grew increasingly resolute, as if he were searching for the secrets hidden deep within Liu Shiyin's heart:

"That night, when Zhao Zixun brought you back, he said he saw you crying by the roadside."

Upon hearing this, Liu Shiyin's heart skipped a beat.

She unconsciously thought of her mother. When she saw the bruises and scars on her mother's body that day, she was so heartbroken that she couldn't control herself and tears welled up in her eyes.

These past few days, she had been unable to find peace of mind, constantly worried about her mother's safety. Thinking of this, her eyes welled up with tears again.

Huo Muchen was much taller than Liu Shiyin. Standing in front of her, he could clearly see the tears glistening in her eyes.

Seeing her tears that seemed ready to fall at any moment, Huo Muchen felt a heaviness in his heart, as if something heavy was pressing down on him.

Liu Shiyin tried hard to control her emotions, her voice trembling slightly as she explained:

"I...I just remembered something."

She didn't want to confide too much about her private matters to Huo Muchen, after all, their relationship wasn't that close yet.

Huo Muchen didn't seem to intend to give up so easily; he continued to press for answers:

"What on earth is going on?"

Liu Shiyin gently shook her head, her voice carrying a hint of stubbornness:

“It has nothing to do with Mr. Huo; it’s my own private matter.”

She didn't want Huo Muchen to interfere too much in her life, so she turned back to her work, trying to use busyness to cover up her inner turmoil.

Huo Muchen watched as her swollen hands soaked in the water, washing the pots and pans, and his anger gradually rose.

He couldn't help but reach out and pull Liu Shiyin closer to him, wanting to examine her injuries more closely.

Liu Shiyin was startled by the sudden movement and cried out in pain:

"what!"

She instinctively tried to break free from Huo Muchen's grasp, but Huo Muchen held her hand tightly, preventing her from leaving.

"Does it hurt?"

Huo Muchen's tone carried a hint of annoyance and concern.

Liu Shiyin suddenly felt a surge of grievance and sadness. The pain in her body and her worry for her mother made her unable to control her emotions any longer, and tears welled up in her eyes. She let the tears slide down her cheeks, no longer trying to hide her vulnerability.

Hearing Liu Shiyin's sobs, Huo Muchen's gaze shifted from her arm to her face. Looking at her tear-streaked face, a strange emotion welled up within him.