Chapter 252: Chapter 252: This is the Last Time
“Is being associated with me so humiliating for you?” Dan Hanjie’s voice clearly drooped, glancing at her resistant expression, a senseless anger accumulated in between his eyebrows.

Qin Youxuan was frightened by his words and took two steps back, her hand resting on the table. “I’m just considering for you, don’t you dislike being involved in rumors with women…”

“Thank you for your consideration.” Dan Hanjie coldly squeezed out a sentence. His hand was already on the doorknob, and he was bent on opening the door.

“Knock, knock, knock-”

Just as Qin Youxuan was about to speak, she heard a knock on the door from outside and shuddered.

“Miss, I heard a noise. Did you wake up?” The voice of the butler came clear from outside the door.

“Hmm.”

Without considering Dan Hanjie’s murderous look, Qin Youxuan immediately pulled him behind the door, pretending to have just woken up and responded.

She didn’t understand why the butler wasn’t sleeping in the middle of the night and was knocking on her door at this hour.

After some thought, she opened a crack in the door.

“What’s the matter?” Qin Youxuan asked puzzledly, her eyes catching sight of the bowl of soup the butler held in his hand.

The deep brown liquid steaming, with the mixed scent of ginger and brown sugar was floating in the air. It was a bit spicy, and a bit cloying…

“This is ginger soup that the young master ordered the kitchen to prepare. It was to be kept warm all the time, and to be sent over if there was any sound in the Miss’s room. It’s my shift today.”

“Miss, please take care of your health, drink this and go to sleep early. Good night.”

The butler smiled warmly, handed the bowl of hot ginger soup to Qin Youxuan and without further questions, he turned to leave.

Qin Youxuan came back to her room stupefied, still holding the ginger soup, and she didn’t even notice whether she had closed the door properly or not.

Her eyes were fixed gravely on the ginger soup in her hand.

Scenes flitted through her mind…

Ever since Jin Chenye found out that ginger soup could help with her stomach aches, he connived time and again to get her to drink it.

Every month, for those few days, he would prepare ginger soup ahead of time.

Whenever she showed any discomfort, like a magician, he could bring her a bowl of hot ginger soup, regardless of where and when…

Qin Youxuan’s fingers holding the bowl tightened silently. Her throat felt uncomfortable.

“How long are you planning to stare at a bowl of ginger soup?”

The voice resonating in the room made Qin Youxuan startle. She suddenly remembered Dan Hanjie was still there.

She placed the bowl of soup nervously on the table and lifted her head.

As she met his dark, evil eyes, her body tensed.

The next second, she saw Dan Hanjie picked up the bowl of soup, raising it high…

Qin Youxuan instinctively closed her eyes, covered her ears and turned her head.

After waiting for a while, she didn’t hear the sound of a bowl falling on the floor. She carefully loosened her hands and squinted her eyes.

Looking at Dan Hanjie who was holding the soup bowl properly and even handing it to her, she widened her eyes in disbelief.

“This is the last time I will let you touch the things he prepares.” Dan Hanjie’s icy voice bounced out like frozen beans, with his enchanting eyes firmly locked onto her face.

“Aren’t you going to drink it!”

She didn’t want to drink it.

Qin Youxuan’s face turned even paler when he scared her like that.

Reluctantly, she took the bowl from his hand, gave a glance at his gloomy face, her lips moved hesitantly, then silenced.

She decided it was better to talk less at this point.

Sipping the warm ginger soup slowly, Qin Youxuan stared unblinkingly at the man in front of her.

She was worried that if his temper flared, he might beat her.

But after waiting for quite some time, Dan Hanjie made no move.