he hangover soup from Aunt Lin’s hand and after drinking a few mouthfuls, she immediately felt much soberer.

“Don’t drink anymore when you go out in the future.” Fu Ying leaned against the door frame and looked at Mo Rao as he instructed again.

Mo Rao nodded.
Alcohol wasn’t good for her.
If she had not drunk too much and fallen asleep, she wouldn’t have been brought back to this place filled with memories by Fu Ying.

“Isn’t this room almost the same as before?” Fu Ying glanced around the room and asked, “When you weren’t around, I came here often.”

“This place is filled with traces of you.”

Yes, there were traces of her everywhere.
To be precise, there were traces of when the two of them were together.

Mo Rao could remember everything that happened between them in this room in the past, but… this was in the past after all.

“Fu Ying, the past is in the past,” Mo Rao said as she lowered her eyes.
Then, she turned around and walked towards the dining room.

Fu Ying understood what Mo Rao meant and felt empty inside.

He should have been used to Mo Rao’s indifferent attitude already, but he thought that when Mo Rao saw such a familiar place, she would more or less be nostalgic.

Now, it seemed that he was overthinking.

When Mo Rao returned, Aunt Lin made some of Mo Rao’s favorite food.

Looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, Mo Rao ate her fill.
Her drunkenness from last night was gone.

“If you like my cooking, you can come back often in the future,” Aunt Lin said with a smile.
However, at the thought of this, she added, “You don’t have to feel awkward or embarrassed.
Just treat it as coming home.
You can also come over when Young Master Fu isn’t around.”

Mo Rao hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Seeing that Mo Rao didn’t refuse, Fu Ying was secretly happy.

At the very least, Mo Rao didn’t refuse to return to this home.
This was already beyond Fu Ying’s expectations.

“Stay away from Shen Jia in the future.
That woman is very scheming.” At the dining table, Fu Ying couldn’t help but remind her.

Mo Rao couldn’t help but wonder what Shen Jia had said to him yesterday, so she asked, “What did she send you yesterday?”

Fu Ying took out his phone and showed Mo Rao his chat with Shen Jia.

Looking at the recording and the photo that had been deliberately taken from a calculated angle, Mo Rao couldn’t help but sneer.

 

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