The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1302 - 662: Mo Han and Wanwan Arc – Her Parents Were Murdered

Right now, her parents’ matters remain unresolved, and they are lying in the hospital with no one to accompany them. She must leave here and return to the hospital.

Moreover, she hasn’t informed her grandfather about leaving the hospital, and now she doesn’t know if he’s searching for her everywhere.

Her heart feels chaotic, not to mention she’s deeply downcast. After all, her beloved parents have passed away, so how could she possibly feel happy? She just wants to find a place to be alone and have a good cry.

Thinking about it made her nose feel a bit sore again, causing her eyes to become irritated.

Xi Mohan stood two or three steps away from Ning Wan. Naturally, he saw the young girl’s eyes slowly turning red, soon showing she was about to cry. The man furrowed his brows slightly, his thin lips parted, and he spoke directly, his voice still devoid of emotion, "Ning Wan, I told you to come over and eat."

If it were a normal time, he wouldn’t care about her, but knowing her parents died unexpectedly, he can’t just show her a bad attitude, right?

Ning Wan didn’t move; she just pursed her lips and looked at him pitifully.

The man felt a sudden irritability, stepped forward quickly, stood before Ning Wan, and without saying a word, lifted and cradled her horizontally.

Ning Wan was momentarily startled and screamed, "Ah... Xi Mohan, what are you doing? Put me down! Didn’t you hear me say I want to go back? Did you take the wrong medicine today, or did you get your head stuck in the door? Don’t you always hate me? Why are you doing this now?"

The more she spoke, the more aggrieved Ning Wan felt. She could no longer control her tears, and they rolled down uncontrollably, her little face extremely pitiful, "Xi Mohan, if you really despise me, then don’t do this to me. I finally decided not to like you anymore, so why are you getting close to me again? I’m really tired of loving you while being hurt by you continuously..."

The girl’s voice was full of sadness and helplessness, her grip on the man’s shirt tightening unconsciously, her small face full of tear marks, looking enormously pitiful.

But Xi Mohan’s face showed no change in expression; he only glanced down at her when he heard Ning Wan’s words, then continued expressionlessly carrying her into the dining room, placing her in a seat.

Once Ning Wan was seated, she released the grip on the man’s shirt, hanging her head and staring at her pants while tears kept falling.

She felt truly saddened in her heart, not just because of her parents’ passing, feeling like she’s alone in the world, but also for foolishly loving Xi Mohan for so long before. She even chose to stay near Xi Mohan instead of traveling with her parents... saying there would be a next time...

But now, where is the ’next time’?

There is no next time anymore, only herself left alone, while her parents have departed forever.

The more she thought like this, the more painful her heart felt, causing her tears to fall even harder.

After setting her down, Xi Mohan didn’t leave directly; he placed one hand on the table before her and the other behind her chair, lowering his head to gaze at her. Seeing her tears falling like broken pearls, he furrowed his brows slightly, and after a long pause, his thin lips parted, a deep and hoarse voice spilling from his throat, "Ning Wan, your parents did not die in an accident; they were deliberately killed."

The man’s tone carried no emotion, yet it was extremely earnest.

Ning Wan, initially crying with her head hung low, snapped her head up in shock to look at him, her eyes filled with disbelief, "What... what did you say?"

Looking at her tear-streaked face, with their faces very close to each other, the man suddenly stood straight, pulled away, showing a disdainful expression, grabbing a few tissues to haphazardly wipe the tears from Ning Wan’s face without any tenderness at all.

Ning Wan instinctively closed her eyes. Though Xi Mohan’s actions weren’t gentle at all, she didn’t struggle and instead let him help wipe off her tears obediently.

Once cleaned, Xi Mohan tossed the napkin into the trash and then sat down across from Ning Wan, "Let’s eat first, and after, I’ll tell you."

Ning Wan, "Xi Mohan, do you know something? Were my parents really killed? Who killed my parents?"

Yet Ning Wan seemed not to hear him, fixating her gaze on him and questioning word by word.

The man lifted his eyes and glanced at her indifferently, not answering the question, instead repeating his earlier words, "Eat first, and then I’ll tell you."

Ning Wan choked, blinking at the man before her, a sense of helplessness inexplicably surfacing in her heart, yet she obediently picked up her chopsticks.

Actually, she had no appetite at all, not wanting to eat anything. Especially after Xi Mohan’s words stirred chaos in her heart, making her urgently want to know who killed her parents.

But she also knew Xi Mohan was a man of his word, so if she didn’t eat obediently, he probably wouldn’t tell her who was responsible for her parents’ death.

There were a couple of dishes she liked amongst the food, likely because the aunt had specifically ordered them, but even if they were favorites, Ning Wan had no feeling for them now. Instead, she mechanically shoveled the food into her mouth and chewed without savoring.

Across from her, Xi Mohan was unusually elegant in his dining, each move akin to a prince from nobility, exuding a noble aura in every gesture.

Noticing Ning Wan was merely shoveling rice mechanically without much picking of dishes, a touch of displeasure surfaced on his face, stopping his own action of picking dishes, then he asked coldly, "Is the aunt’s cooking not to your liking?"

Ning Wan halted her motion of shoveling rice and shook her head.

The aunt’s cooking skills were good; she had once tasted them before, but now she had no mind to savor the taste of the food, just wanted to finish eating quickly so she could learn the truth about her parents’ passing.