Si Ming Li had nothing to fear, actually. With the old madam's means, she would find out he was responsible sooner or later; the trickier problem was the man behind the scenes.

And regarding this man behind the scenes, even Ye Wanwan didn't know who he was.

"Got it. If there's any news from the old madam's side, do inform me immediately," Ye Wanwan said.

Xu Yi nodded instantly. "Yes!"

When Ye Wanwan heard that she raised her brows slightly. "Housekeeper Xu trusts me so much now?"

Xu Yi knew very well that the mole was already dead and that Ye Wanwan didn't find out about the cla.s.sified information through the mole at all. Logically speaking, he should've been suspicious of her true ident.i.ty.

Instead, Xu Yi replied solemnly, "I believe in Miss Wanwan and I also believe in 9th master's judgment."

Ye Wanwan burst out in laughter. "That's right, your sense of awareness is much higher than certain people!"

Xu Yi knew who Ye Wanwan was referring to, so he coughed lightly and said, *cough* "Liu Ying, he's... just a little stubborn..."

Ye Wanwan waved it off and said, "I'll go take a look at your master now! The evening medication should be ready by now, right? I'll bring it over!"

"Sure, I'll carry it here!"

After some time, Ye Wanwan took the bowl of medicine from Xu Yi's hands and went upstairs to the bedroom. 

*Creak* She pushed the door open.

All she saw was Si Ye Han sitting on a wicker chair on the balcony. On the round table in front of him was a pot of tea and a notebook which had pages flipping lightly in the evening breeze.

It was a rare moment, seeing Si Ye Han out of his work mode.

For some reason, watching Si Ye Han silently sitting there gave her a peculiar kind of loneliness, like he was all by himself in this entire world.

Si Ye Han was G.o.d-like when he worked, devising strategies and making plans - everything went according to his plans and was under his control. But when he rested, he was like someone who lost his way, like he didn't know where he should be heading.

This man...

Is it possible he doesn't have any other interests aside from working?

Isn't it basic human instinct to slack off?

It's so rare for him to take a break and now that he gets one since he's sick, he doesn't find anything fun to do. Instead, he only knows how to sit there in a daze!

Ye Wanwan carried the medicine over helplessly. "Take your medicine!"

Only when he heard the girl's voice did he turn around slowly. His deep eyes landed on her and finally focused.

This time, Si Ye Han didn't need Ye Wanwan's nagging - he took the bowl of black Chinese medicine straight away and gulped it down in one mouthful. He was extremely cooperative.

Ye Wanwan gulped; even she could almost taste the bitterness.

After he was done, Ye Wanwan quickly placed the bowl down on the table then took out a candied plum that she just bought from the dessert shop. "Quick, open your mouth!"

Si Ye Han glanced at her.

Ye Wanwan couldn't wait for his reaction. She used her little hand to pinch the candied plum and stuffed it straight into his mouth then looked at him in antic.i.p.ation.

A soft "ka" sound resounded - it was the candied plum knocking lightly against his teeth before it was squeezed by his tongue. Si Ye Han tasted the sweet flavor abruptly stuffed into his mouth and it immediately diluted the strong bitterness of the medicine.

Noticing that his forehead seemed to ease up a little, Ye Wanwan gladly took credit. "Was it sweet? I went to the shop to buy this candied plum especially for you! Next time, eat a few of them each time you take your medication, then it won't be so bitter anymore! There are no seeds in these, which makes them much easier to eat!"

"You didn't have to go through the trouble," Si Ye Han said.

Ye Wanwan blinked. "It was no trouble at all! Why tough it out if you can suffer less?"

The moment she said that, Ye Wanwan felt a huge force pulling her and the next second, she was in his arms. His deep and hoa.r.s.e voice traveled to her ears: "You just had to do this..."

[9th master's internal monologue: Wanwan, you're sweeter than candied plums o(*￣▽￣*)ゞ]