After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady-Chapter 535 - 243: I’m here to see you on behalf of Santa Claus._2

Yao Mingyue’s gaze lingered on Xu Musen, "It doesn’t matter to me whether they’re good to you or not, but tell her, if they aren’t good to you, then don’t blame me for turning against her and snatching you away immediately!"

If they are good to you, then she’ll slowly snatch you away too...

Xu Musen looked at the stubbornness in Yao Mingyue’s eyes that perhaps would never change.

Xu Musen silently shook his head, "Do you have anything else you want to say to me?"

Yao Mingyue’s foot hovered half an inch above the snowy ground, but then she seemed to kick at the piled snow, "I have nothing much to say to you... Be careful on the road; without me, there’s no one to save you if something happens."

That mouth of hers...

Xu Musen, however, smiled, "I’ll take your good words to heart, then I’ll be leaving first."

As the vehicle left, it left two tracks on the ground; Yao Mingyue stood there, watching the direction he left for a long time.

Only then did she take out the scarf that had been clenched behind her, wrinkled from her grip.

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The scarf, which she had taken many days to knit, was somewhat crooked and could not be considered aesthetically pleasing.

Her fingers were pricked by the needles several times. This was her first time knitting a scarf. Giving a scarf she had personally knitted to a boy was like a boy giving a girl the first bouquet of flowers; it held significant meaning.

But Yao Mingyue, who was always very confident in herself, felt somewhat unsure about the scarf she had knitted.

She looked at the somewhat "sloppy" scarf in her hands... not very good-looking, sure, but it was warm.

Yet she hadn’t mustered up the courage to give it away...

After all, neither Yao Mingyue nor Xu Musen wanted their precious firsts to be so sloppy.

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This complicated, twisted, anxious, yet hopeful feeling made Yao Mingyue increasingly enlightened.

She looked down at the scarf in her hands, just like her once broken and ragged self.

But Xu Musen still treasured her.

But now, Yao Mingyue couldn’t give him her broken and ragged self anymore; she needed to become his favorite...

At the window of the villa.

Auntie Liu stood silently watching the scene unfold below.

She too gave a light chuckle and shook her head in contemplation.

The breakfast today was what Yao Mingyue had been learning how to cook from videos ever since she returned from Xu Musen’s home.

After many hours spent making simple dishes and countless failures, she’d repeated the process over and over again.

Her scarf too had been knitted imperfectly, but it was after all the first scarf Yao Mingyue had ever personally crafted.

Her daughter had changed a lot recently, especially compared to the past when she was stubborn and always craving more security.

Now, she was finally learning how to love others, how to express her affection.

Just that, it wasn’t known whether this realization had come too late...

Liu Rushuang lifted her head to the snow-laden scenery outside, it was quite cold this year, but each day from now on was a day closer to spring.

...

Evening.

In a house in Huhai, An Nuannuan was sitting by the bedside table.

Instead of drawing, she was writing something in a notebook, repeating the words quietly to herself over and over again. The words would make her cheeks flush red, making her feel it wasn’t right, and she continued to furiously turn the page to start over again.

The sun outside was about to set.

It was almost time for dinner.

An Nuannuan looked up at the setting sun, her cute, rosy face tinted by the warm sunlight, resembling a ripening plum.

She leaned on the table, glancing at the calendar.

The New Year had started, and Santa Claus had not yet come; could it be he was delayed by traffic regulations even on his reindeer...

Moreover, this year in Huhai, not a single snowflake had fallen, and many trees outside were bare.

She really wanted to play in the snow...

A bit glum, she puffed up her cheeks, looking like a small, inflated pufferfish.

It had been a very long time since she had last replenished her Musen energy; she felt listless, as if she was going through withdrawal.

"Sister, it’s time to eat."

Just then, a little head popped in. An Nannan’s large eyes sparkled with a bit of excitement.

"Sister, let’s go wash our hands together."

Nannan hugged her sister’s arm. An Nuannuan could now walk slowly on her own, but the little girl still enjoyed walking forwards, snuggled up close to her sister.

Departing the room, they went to the adjacent bathroom, where An Nuannuan briefly washed her hands, preparing to return.

But An Nan pulled on her sister’s hand, holding hand soap with a serious look, "Sister, our teacher said there’s a virus called hand-foot-mouth disease, so we really need to wash our hands for at least a couple of minutes."

An Nuannuan was always willing to play along with her sister’s antics, and together, their hands mimicked the TV demonstrations and started to scrub slowly.

However, An Nan kept sneaking glances towards the hallway...

"Sister, has that guy said anything about coming to visit you?"

An Nan suddenly asked.

"He should have..."

An Nuannuan thought to herself, he said he would send Santa Claus, but the New Year had already begun, and he still hadn’t come.

"Humph, humph, humph! If I had a girlfriend as great as you, I definitely couldn’t bear to be apart even for a day. When he comes, you have to punish him good!"

An Nan said with a mischievous instigation.