Chapter Fifty-Six: Care from an Uncle

His eyes gradually grew intense, his large hands increasing their force, as if venting some irritation. Glancing downward, he found that the young girl had fallen into a deep sleep without him noticing. With a bitter smile, he was about to withdraw his hand and lift her onto the bed, but as soon as he moved slightly, two small hands clung to him, pressing his palm against her stomach with a protesting strength, muttering, "No, don't go, don't..."

Her reaction surprised Mu Tianye and delighted him, a smile rippling through his deep gaze.

The girl couldn't bear to be apart from him.

Gentle sunlight streamed through the glass window, bathing them in warmth. Mu Tianye remained motionless, holding her close, his palm pressed to her abdomen, his dark eyes fixed intently upon the girl in his arms. The brilliance in his pupils could dazzle, yet there was a magnetic pull, as if he wished to draw her in and hide her away.

A knock sounded at the door, followed by Aunt He's voice.

"Sir, the brown sugar water is ready."

The voice fractured the bedroom's quiet intimacy. A flicker of displeasure crossed the man's deep black eyes, but he replied coldly, "Come in."

With permission, Aunt He entered, balancing a bowl of brown sugar water and twisting the door handle. Upon seeing the girl, her brows furrowed in worry; she tiptoed over and set the bowl on the table. Noticing the intimate posture of the two, Aunt He offered a knowing smile, nodded, and quickly withdrew.

Menstrual days were the perfect time for the master and young lady to nurture their feelings—their affection would surely deepen.

Once outsiders had departed, Mu Tianye's expression returned to its usual calm. He reached to touch the bowl, finding it no longer hot, and called softly, "Sweetheart, wake up."

His deep, magnetic voice sounded by her ear. The girl murmured in protest, "Mm, don't make noise..."

He knew disturbing her now was unwise, but figured she would rest more comfortably after drinking some brown sugar water. He continued to coax gently: "Sweetheart, drink a little brown sugar water before you sleep again."

That resonant voice again. The drowsy girl furrowed her brow and opened her eyes just a sliver, seeing Mu Tianye gazing at her with tenderness. She promptly closed her eyes again, whining softly, "Uncle Tianye, I'm tired..."

"Be good, drink it then sleep, alright?" His gentle coaxing was laced with doting affection.

Seeing that this usually aloof man had gone to such lengths, the girl couldn't refuse any longer. She nodded in agreement, though her eyes remained shut, clearly wanting him to feed her.

Mu Tianye immediately understood, joy lighting his heart. He stretched his long arm for the bowl, brought it to her lips, and began to feed her carefully, his gaze overflowing with adoration. The girl cooperated fully, drinking every drop.

The warmth of the brown sugar water spread through her belly, making her curl her toes in comfort. Her lips pursed into a charming pout, unconscious of how enticing she appeared—all of which fell into Mu Tianye's dark eyes, stirring waves within.

"Uncle Tianye, I feel much better now," she murmured sleepily.

Mu Tianye banished the haze from his eyes and spoke mildly, "Then sleep well." He gently laid her flat so she rested properly on the bed.

Only when her breathing grew steady and slow did he leave the bedroom with peace of mind.

Closing the door behind him, he hurried toward the study, as if something urgent awaited him.

When the girl awoke, she found the sun nearly setting. She stretched elegantly and sat up. Her stomach no longer ached. Scenes from the morning flashed before her eyes: Mu Tianye's broad embrace, his warm palm, his gentle coaxing...

Her soft lips curved into a shy smile, sweetness flickering across her face. She quickly slipped on her slippers and headed to the study, eager to follow her heart.

She wanted to see Uncle Tianye, right now, immediately!

Standing before the study door, she knocked softly. When there was no reply, she called, "Uncle Tianye?"

Still no answer. Ordinarily, she shouldn't enter without permission, but a voice within urged her, "Go in quickly, go in quickly, there's something inside you don't know..."

As if enchanted, she gently twisted the door handle and slipped inside. The room was dark and empty, but the computer screen glowed brightly.

Was the unknown thing hidden in the computer?

[System, do you know what's in the computer?] She asked.

The system feigned ignorance. [Go see for yourself, I don't know.] Truthfully, it felt a surge of emotion. A man as cold as Mu Tianye, so meticulous—his name was legendary, a titan of business whose every move could shake the world. And now? He was searching for information for Jiuyue, a young girl...

He truly loved Jiuyue, and Jiuyue seemed to reciprocate... For the first time, the system smiled like a doting aunt, eagerly awaiting their future happiness.

Since the system wouldn't tell, should she look or not? It would be a shame to leave without peeking, but if Mu Tianye walked in suddenly...

She bit her lip, her clear, watery eyes filled with hesitation. In the end, temptation won; she crept closer, curiosity burning within.

As she approached, six bold characters flashed on the screen: "Menstrual Care Precautions." The words struck her with a powerful visual impact, reshaping her image of Mu Tianye.

In her mind, Mu Tianye had always been a dignified, elegant, handsome, and charismatic CEO. Today, her understanding shifted—he was a man of true experience and broad vision!

That he had done such a thing for her was unexpected and so sweet.

After so much time together, she realized Mu Tianye's love was like himself—deep and passionate. Once he gave his heart, he offered boundless affection and tenderness, cherishing her above all else. His devotion was unimaginable, attentive to every detail about her. Though he was taciturn, his actions spoke for him, each move as intoxicating as a poppy.

Once you possessed him, you never wanted to let go.

Uncle Tianye, will you ever change?

The girl fell into deep self-doubt, afraid that after meeting Lin Yuexin, everything she had gained would vanish, terrified of repeating her past life’s mistakes... She couldn’t bear to imagine it.

Sensing her emotional turmoil, the system spoke gently: [Jiuyue, you really don’t need to worry. Mu Zichen and Mu Tianye are both people of extraordinary fortune. Once in love, they won’t easily change. Besides, in this life, Lin Yuexin has no power to attract their attention.]

Yes, this time Lin Yuexin was so agitated and unsteady, her acting barely passable, far from her flawless performance in their past life. Now, Jiuyue was determined to see how she would try to compete this time!