After calming down, she continued walking into the house.
Arriving at the entrance of the hall, she put away her wet umbrella and put it aside. She turned her head and stared at him, who was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
"I'm back!" She greeted him lightly, then turned and headed towards the spiral staircase.
Step by step, she came to the stairs. As she walked upstairs, the corner of her eye drifted in the direction of Qing Muchen.
Qing Muchen's back was straight, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze, with a heavy chill on his body. From the beginning to the end, his eyes did not turn in her direction.
He didn't seem to hear her words, and he seemed to think she didn't exist at all. He was still staring at the rain curtain in a daze.
It has been a long time since it rained so heavily in Sicily. The raindrops hit the clean glass windows, and then scattered after hitting the glass. The rain curtain flowed down the windows, and the small villa was full of rain. The sound of rain washing against the windows.
The rain at this moment is very similar to last night.
Mo Xier was too busy looking for a pharmacy last night and didn't notice it.
However, Qing Muchen remembered it very clearly.
His vitality, this is the first time a woman has run so embarrassingly for him without caring about herself!
The sound of rain last night, just like her last night, was so easily engraved in his mind that it lingered on.
Mo Xier stopped walking, turned her head and stared at his back quietly, her eyes suddenly piercing.
Qing Muchen now made her extremely uncomfortable.
She knew very well that she shouldn't care about his feelings, but she couldn't help it.
Before Mo Xier went out, she never thought that he would have such a big reaction if she took care of another man.
However, she didn't know whether Qing Muchen's reaction was due to his domineering nature, his possessiveness towards her, or some other reason.
Mo Xi'er wanted to explain a few words, but her lips moved several times and when the words reached her lips, she held back.
She had no idea what he was thinking...
She shook her thoughts away and continued to go upstairs.
There was no one else in the Mo family today. She stayed in the room upstairs for a few hours and consciously came down to prepare dinner.
The table has not been cleared yet and remains as it was at noon.
Some of the Charlotte on the table was blown away, and the whole living room was blown all over the place, and the petals were scattered all over the floor.
Mo Xier bent down and picked up the petals one by one, put them all away, and turned to the kitchen.
She had no appetite for dinner, so she prepared it simply and used her limited cooking skills to make an Italian meal.
While eating, she thought of how Qing Muchen had taken care of her at noon today, so she kindly helped him cut up all the food on the plate.
However, when it was pushed to him, he didn't even look at it.
Qing Muchen seemed to be disgusted, so he pushed and replaced himself with a clean dinner plate.
His force was so strong that with a snap, the dinner plate full of food fell from the table and shattered on the floor.
Mo Xi'er seemed to have been slapped in the face, and his face was burning and hurting.
Qing Muchen didn't even look at the ground. He took the fork in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, and quietly started eating his meal.
Mo Xier sat stiffly in his seat, his expression ugly.
She wanted to scold him, but looking at his cold face, she suddenly felt that arguing with him was a waste of time.
Holding back his temper, Mo Xier knelt down and quietly cleaned up the mess on the ground.