novelraw Chapter 298 My Woman Says Who Is Who (1)
Chapter 298 My Woman Says Who Is Who (1)
The verdict of Qiao Dehou’s case came down, and Qiao Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief.With Qiao Xuan gradually waking up and recovering, Qiao Mo was in exceptionally good spirits.
Everything seemed to be developing in a positive direction, except for Fu Nancheng’s leg that still worried her.
Besides preparing suits for the second competition, she started making nourishing soups at home, hoping he would get better soon, showing her utmost dedication.
On this day, Qiao Mo was busy in the second-floor kitchen for over two hours.
Finally, she managed to make a pot of rich corn and bone soup, ladled out a bowl, and brought it in front of Fu Nancheng.
"All done, you can drink it now."
Fu Nancheng put down the book in his hand, glanced at her, and was evidently very satisfied with the recent lifestyle.
The milky bone soup was thick and savory; he took a sip and nodded slightly to her expectant gaze, "Better than the last time."
Qiao Mo pouted a little dissatisfied.
She just thought this man was incredibly hard to please.
Ever since his leg got injured, every day he came up with new ways to put her through her paces. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
Making soup, giving him a bath, or going out for a walk was commonplace.
However, Qiao Mo didn’t complain; whenever she thought of that day at the warehouse, she couldn’t refuse...
After breakfast, Qiao Mo sat cross-legged on the sofa holding her laptop, intending to get in touch with the model for the suit when Fu Nancheng entered the bathroom in his wheelchair by himself.
Qiao Mo was so focused she didn’t react for a while.
It wasn’t until she confirmed the two male models that she noticed someone had been quiet for quite a while.
Immediately, she put down her computer and looked around the outside room.
As she walked to the bathroom, she heard the sound of running water inside... feeling a little worried.
She knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.
Qiao Mo simply pushed the door open.
And as soon as she did, she saw Fu Nancheng wearing only a pair of shorts sitting in a wheelchair, washing his hair under the shower...
His muscular upper body, the forbidding muscles, even whiter than a woman’s...
Fu Nancheng looked up, his wet hair still dripping water, his misty black eyes seductive and devilish.
Swept by his gaze, Qiao Mo’s small face reddened a bit, uneasily avoiding his eyes.
She swallowed lightly, with a bit of guilt, said, "Why... why are you showering again?"
"I have a meeting later." His thin lips slightly parted, his voice deep and alluring.
"Oh... oh."
Watching her awkwardness, he lightly curled his lips.
Over more than half a month, this little thing in front of him seemed to become less and less shy...
Often, she would burst in while he was still showering.
Qiao Mo came to her senses, looked at his leg, and although he tried to avoid it, it still got quite wet.
But there was no helping it, even with his leg trouble, this man in front of her was still impeccably clean.
Resolutely, Qiao Mo closed the door and walked in, pushing him forward two steps, rolled up her sleeves, and began to help him wash his hair.
Qiao Mo’s small face remained flushed, and her pair of beautiful eyes dared not look around at all.
Yet the man’s physique was too good, his sturdy and solid muscles constantly stimulating her senses.
Plus, with the high temperature in the bathroom, soon, fine beads of sweat appeared on her nose.
Truly... had seen it so many times already...
Why was she still so shy?
Qiao Mo inwardly chastised herself for being so spineless; ever since his leg was injured, almost every day, he would drag her in to take a shower together, even once getting caught by Nanny Wang, laughing with such an ambiguous smile.