The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Mango couldn't help but ask when she saw that Nathaniel didn't look good.

Nathaniel quickly smiled and said, "Nah... nothing's wrong. You stay with grandpa first. I'm going out."

"Alright."

Mango nodded her head.

Mango felt that Nathaniel should be able to handle it well since he didn't say anything.

When Brantley saw that was Nathaniel leaving, he snorted and said, "This brat was a prick when he was in the military region. Why is he as docile as a sheep when he's with you? I am really not used to it." Queena coughed and said, "Dad, what are you talking about? Mango is your granddaughter. Do you want Nathaniel to be a b*stard in front of her?"

"You're right. I was wrong."

Brantley quickly apologized.

Mango could tell that they loved her from the bottom of their hearts, so she didn't take it to

heart.

"Well, you don't have to accompany us. You must be tired from the journey, right? Go and have a rest."

Queena's heart ached a little as she looked at the dark circles under Mango's eyes.

"I'm not tired. I'll keep you company."

Mango couldn't bear to part with them. To be honest, she didn't know how long would Queena be able to live with her current illness. Mango didn't want and she didn't dare to leave. She was afraid that something might happen to Queena once she left.

Queena knew what Mango was thinking. She said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. At the very least, I'll be fine before you take part in the tournament. I can promise you this."

Mango's heart ached when she heard Queena's words, but she was happy at the same time.

"Well, since your mother said so, everything will be fine. Besides, isn't Bettany here? By the way, when will Bettany come back?"

Brantley was eager for Bettany to be by Queena's side all the time.

Mango naturally knew what Bettany was going to do, but she said in a low voice, "She should be back soon. I'll go back and rest for a while." "Where are you going?"

Brantley couldn't help but ask when he saw Mango walking out.

Mango said very naturally, "Grandpa, you don't have many rooms here. I'll naturally go back to the Ye family now since mum is back."

"This place is not as small as you think. Your mother's room is still hers, but I've also arranged a room for you. Let's go up to the second floor..."

"The second floor?"

Mango was a little surprised.

She thought there was only a study on the second floor. After all, she didn't see anyone go upstairs before.

Queena said with a smile, "There were a lot of people in my family back then. Everyone had a room even with mother and Sophia. Do you think there won't be enough space for you? The second floor used to be where my mother lived, so my father has never opened it for so many years."

Brantley sighed and said when she heard Queena say this, "There are some things that I can't let go all these while, but I have finally let it go now. Why should I still hold on to it at this age? I have already asked people to renovate the place. Don't worry, there won't be any negative vibes there anymore."

Mango naturally knew that Brantley was fast in his actions, so she didn't say anything and followed Toby to the second floor to rest.

The room here had really been renovated. It could be seen that the design was quite modern, but it was probably renovated sometime ago.

Toby looked at Mango's room and asked, "Ms. Sun, are you satisfied? In fact, Sir already renovated it five years ago."

"Five years ago?"

Mango was somewhat surprised.

However, Toby nodded and said, "Yes, Sir had already got this place ready when you got married. He had planned to meet you at that time, but after thinking about it, he did not know how to explain his identity to you, so he put the matter aside. However, Sir has always paid close attention to you all these years. It's just that he can't even handle some things. I hope that you won't blame him."

"How is that possible?"

Mango cherished family relationships very much. Didn't she say that she won't care about whatever happened in the past anymore? The home was not a place of reason, but a place of love. It was better for her to let go of the past.

Toby heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that

Mango didn't blame him.

"There are not many women at home. Ever since what happened between Sir and Madam, he has never hired any maids. He would only hire part-time maids occasionally. Sir said that you might be troubled for today because I'll only go to the talent market tomorrow to hire a nanny. Since your staff is now injured, so we have to find a nutritionist to stay with you."

When Mango heard Toby's words, she shook her head and said, "No need, I can do it myself. There's no need to go through so much trouble. Nathan has already gone to look for one. Let's wait for him to come back and see what he says."

"Okay, Ms. Sun, then you take a rest first. Call me if you need anything. I'm the family's temporary butler. I'll leave first."

Toby left respectfully.

Mango looked around the room and sat down after she turned on the lights.

It might be because of a new environment that Mango wasn't able to sleep despite being tired just now.

She recalled Nathaniel's expression when he walked away. Mango was still a little worried although he had said that everything was fine.

She kept feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out.

A woman's brain capacity would lower during pregnancy. Moreover, such a thing had happened recently. Mango rubbed her temples and opened her laptop. Brantley was also a man of action. He had already moved all her things when she went to Nakasara, but she didn't know whether Nathaniel allowed this.

Mango turned on the computer and looked at the familiar drawings. Her heart suddenly calmed down.

Her preliminary work already had a concept, and she just needed to improve some details. In addition, there were some new ideas that Mango wanted to add to her plan. Mango lowered her head and started designing. For a moment, she actually forgot about time.

Queena and Brantley were still chatting downstairs, but when Queena occasionally looked up at the room above and found that the lights were still on, she couldn't help but say, "I'll go up and have a look. Did this child forget to turn off the lights? It's not good slee ping with the lights on."

"Let Toby go and have a look. You can rest now."

Brantley said casually, and he felt a little depressed after saying that.

Queena said with a smile, "Now you know why you need a woman in your family, right? In the future, will you let a man like Toby to go in and out of their room after your great-grandson is born?"

"Okay, fine then. I've already asked Toby to go to the talent market tomorrow to recruit someone. I'll ask him to hire some helpers. But to be honest, I am still not used to the idea of having woman at home." Queena smiled and said when she heard Brantley's words, "Mango and I are both women. Don't tell me you're not used to it? Mango and I will move out if you're not."

"What are you talking about?"

Brantley's face suddenly became serious.

Brantley's anger mellowed down instantly after he saw Queena smiling.

"Well, take a rest and I'll make you something to eat. I remember that you like eating my fried noodles the most, don't you?"

Queena's body suddenly halted, and thoughts flooded into her mind.

Brantley was always busy when Queena was a child. She couldn't even see him a few times all year round. He would leave in a hurry too if he ever came home. Queena's childhood memories of his father were his fried noodles."

It was as if she could see her father the moment she ate fried noodles.

Brantley still remembered what Queena loved to eat after all these years and she was touched by this.

"Dad, you don't have to make yourself busy. I'm not hungry. I'll do it by myself."

Queena was about to get up as she said that, but she was stopped by Brantley.

"Sit still. It's been so many years and I haven't cooked you a proper meal yet. I've not done enough for you."

The corners of Brantley's eyes were actually a little wet after he said that.

Queena's heart was also in turmoil. Both of them were stubborn and they might not forgive each other if it wasn't for Mango. However, it was clear to both of them that they cared about each other. Brantley insisted, so Queena did not stop him. But her eyes were filled with tears when the fried noodles came to her.

He pretended to not see it. He gently wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes as he turned away.

His lonely heart was finally contempt after all

these years.

Mango didn't know what was going on with the people downstairs. She would lose track of time once she devoted herself to her design. There had been a lot of things happening during this period of time, so she had stopped working. However, the preliminary selection was getting closer and closer. Mango couldn't help but feel a little anxious as she realized this.

After all, there were still too many things that needed to be completed in the future.

Mango heard someone knocking on the door when she was about to get back to work. She didn't even lift her head and said, "Come in."

Queena walked in with a bowl of fried noodles. She couldn't help but sigh when she saw Mango drawing the blueprint whole heartedly. "You just came back and you must be very tired. You'd better have a good rest before doing anything else."

"Understood, Mom. I still have a little more to complete. I'll take a rest once it's done."

Mango still did not raise her head.

"Anyway, inspirations come and go."

However, Mango's brows were tightly knitted together after she finished drawing.

"What's wrong?"

Queena couldn't bear to see Mango like this, so she asked in a hurry.

Mango sighed and said, "I've always felt that something wasn't right. Forget it, let's put it aside for now."

After that, she printed out the blueprint and looked at the fried noodles in Queena's hands. She couldn't help but feel hungry.

"Hmm... It smells good. Mom, you made it?"

"Nah... Your grandpa did it."

Mango paused for a moment after she heard what Queena had said.

"Oh really? He knows how to cook?"

Queena said with a smile, "The people who have been in the military region can cook. However, I know that your grandfather can only cook fried noodles."

"That's not bad."

Mango felt touched as she ate. It was as if the heat of the noodles was seeping into her skin and warmed throughout her body.

"Go to bed early after you've finished eating. Is Nathaniel going to come back tonight?"

Queena's words made Mango pause for a moment.

"Will he come back?"

Nathaniel never mentioned it.

But where would Nathaniel go if he didn't come back tonight?

She couldn't help but think of Nathaniel's expression when he answered the call before he left.

Nathaniel didn't give her a call after such a long time, which made Mango a little worried.

Did something happen again?