Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 770 - 780 Qualifications (2)

During this period, he seemed to have mastered this skill to perfection.

"Nanny Wang is a senior member of the household. If you live here, you must learn to respect her. Although her words are harsh, many of these rules were set by me." Fu Nancheng spoke coldly.

"Yes, I understand." Qiao Yun lowered her head, somewhat unwilling.

Fu Nancheng then turned at the right moment to look at Nanny Wang, and said coldly, "Xiao Yun has just arrived and isn’t very familiar with the house rules. As the elder, you should offer her guidance and not just blame her."

"Yes, young master."

"Alright, you may go now. Make some juice for Xiao Yun."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yun finally let out a smile again. It seemed he still held her in his heart, but due to the need for rules and authority at home, he couldn’t openly favor her too much.

Nanny Wang retreated as instructed, and Fu Nancheng said to Qiao Yun again, "You’re not well, so rest for a while. I’ll have Uncle Zhong send someone to get your things."

Qiao Yun nodded shyly, even though she was currently staying in the guest room here.

But everything requires a gradual approach; she believed that one day she would step by step become the mistress of this house!

After Fu Nancheng went downstairs, he went straight to the kitchen. Nanny Wang was busy making juice and paused in surprise when she saw Fu Nancheng: "Young master..."

Fu Nancheng said nothing, only handed her a packet of powder.

Nanny Wang hesitated for a moment, then saw his gesture to add it to the juice, and nodded slightly.

That night, Qiao Yun fell asleep early and slept very deeply.

Fu Nancheng glanced at her coldly, got dressed, and drove away.

He called Yan Jiu for Qiao Mo’s address and drove straight there.

He couldn’t wait any longer; it was harder for him to accept losing her than he had imagined.

Every time he thought about her gaze when she brushed past him, he knew that if he didn’t do something, he might truly lose her.

He hadn’t decided whether to tell her the truth.

But he knew he couldn’t go on like this.

The car sped all the way, yet he had never felt this anxious before.

He didn’t know if she would be willing to see him, if she would want to talk to him, or if she would understand...forgive him.

...

At that moment, Qiao Mo had just finished her bath, and Jiang Jinghao was helping her change her bandages and treating the scratches on her face.

"The wound isn’t deep and has already scabbed over, but it might be a bit itchy. Don’t scratch it, or your face will be scarred."

Qiao Mo nodded without saying a word.

After finishing, he took some clothes to prepare for a quick shower in the bathroom.

To prevent Qiao Mo from feeling awkward, he said warmly, "After my shower, I’ll just sleep out here. You can watch TV in the bedroom for a while and go to bed early. If you need anything, just call me."

"Okay."

After he went into the bathroom, Qiao Mo looked at the sofa and planned to find a quilt for him and something to makeshift a pillow.

As she hadn’t thought anyone else would be staying, there was only one pillow, but fortunately, there should still be a quilt.

With the weather getting colder and winter approaching, sleeping on the sofa could easily catch a chill.

Qiao Mo rummaged around for a while before struggling to find a quilt, just as a knocking sounded on the door.

Fu Nancheng stood outside the door, somewhat apprehensive, his throat tightening as if it were blocked.

What should he say when he saw her?

Would she want to see him? Would she think of him...?

Qiao Mo walked towards the entrance with suspicion, calculating whether it was Yan Yiheng coming again.

But when she reached the door and looked out through the peephole, she was stunned.