Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

After Su Qianxun returned to her small bedroom, she took out the onesie from the bag. She placed the tiny onesie on the bed as she gently caressed every part of the onesie with her fingers. Tears rolled down her cheeks once again.

She picked up the onesie and clutched it against her chest, and all she could feel was excruciating heartbreak.

Su Qianxun retrieved a needle as well as some thread and started to embroider two small white flower bouquets on the collars of the onesie. In her mind, she kept talking to the baby. ‘This is mummy’s favourite flower. Mommy can no longer accompany you, so I’ll let these beautiful flowers accompany you.’

After Su Qianxun was done, she held the onesie in her embrace as she lay on the bed and fell asleep. Right now, her body was truly weak.

The loud sound of the door being knocked startled and woke Su Qianxun. Right at this moment, she only realized that her body was covered entirely with cold sweat. She immediately sat upright and carefully folded the tiny onesie she was holding. She kept the onesie in her backpack and placed the backpack inside the cupboard. She also went to the bathroom and changed into a new sanitary pad before going to the kitchen to do work again.

After she walked into the kitchen, just by looking at the ice-cold faucet, she could already feel her lower abdomen throbbing in pain.

After washing vegetables for nearly two hours, the butler once again instructed her to serve Long Sijue his dinner. Only then did Su Qianxun know that Long Sijue had already returned.

She wiped her hands and went to the dining room. Long Sijue was sitting there expressionlessly. His slightly long hair was covering his profound gaze, and no one could tell what he was truly thinking about.

Su Qianxun walked over to the dining table and picked up a pair of chopsticks to grab Long Sijue some vegetables. But her hands were once again numb after being submerged in cold water. She had just picked up the chopsticks when the chopsticks dropped onto the table.

Su Qianxun immediately tried to pick up the chopsticks, but she had failed after trying a few times. Her fingertips were violently trembling. Just when she was out of her wits, a dry, warm and large hand grabbed her wrist and lifted up her hand.

Su Qianxun looked at the man before her nervously, as she did not know what he was about to do.

Long Sijue’s fixed his gaze on her red fingertips. The small wounds from the shattered glass appeared swollen from the water. The edges of the wounds had turned whitish, and they appeared extraordinarily unsightly…

Su Qianxun felt a little uncomfortable and tried to withdraw her hand, but Long Sijue’s grip was tight. Her wrist was really cold, and it was not hard to imagine how cold her fingers must be…

“Why are you standing there like an idiot? Go and get a hot-water bottle!” Long Sijue felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He was almost out of breath.

The butler was shocked, and he immediately followed Long Sijue’s order.

“I’m fine.” Su Qianxun said with a soft voice.

“Shut up! Do you think I’m doing this because of you? I just don’t want there to be any disturbances during my meal!” Long Sijue was very angry as he berated her. His expression was too scary, and Su Qianxun shivered out of fear. She forcefully pursed her lips together and stopped talking.

Long Sijue sat her down on a chair, and the young woman sat there quietly. Very soon, a hot-water bag was sent in, and Long Sijue immediately placed it in Su Qianxun’s hands.

The warm sensation made Su Qianxun’s eyes well up a little, and even the swelling pain in her lower abdomen had reduced by a lot.

“Butler, are you becoming senile already!?” Long Sijue suddenly stood up and knocked the chair behind him onto the floor. He flung his arm and smashed pieces of invaluable tableware onto the floor. They let out loud and piercing noises when they hit the floor.

Maybe Long Sijue’s gaze was far too terrifying, but he felt as if the young master would kill him if he were to make another mistake. He suddenly thought of something. He turned and ran out of the dining hall.