Chapter 1115: Was He a Bachelor?

This was a two-bedroom apartment that was only 100 square meters. It wasn’t very luxuriously decorated and it was decorated in a minimalistic monochrome theme, so it looked clean and comfortable.

His hired help Auntie Liu had come over to clean the house earlier so it was spick and span. There wasn’t even a single strand of hair to be found.

Mo Yixuan had been living here for the past two weeks. This apartment was located near his office and he would only need to walk 800 to 900 meters to reach his office every day. He would also walk home after work each day just like any other ordinary office worker.

He hired a woman in her fifties who lived in this building to help him with the household chores. She would come in to do his laundry and clean the house in the morning, and occasionally, she would even cook dinner for him if he wasn’t working overtime. After she was done in the evening, she would return to the 35th floor where she lived with her husband.

He was the only person who lived in this apartment and he was currently a bachelor.

Naturally, he wasn’t considered a true bachelor.

He had still been with other women in the seven years since he divorced Xia Yuwei. He had kept a mistress for six months five years ago and his mistress had been a student at Ye City’s School of Arts and she was in her twenties.

Three years ago, he kept a mistress for around two weeks. She was a fresh graduate and she was 22 years old.

Two months ago, he kept another mistress. She was also a student but she was older than his previous two mistresses. She was 23 years of age and she was a Master’s student at a design school in Ye City.

He wasn’t in love with these women but he would call when occasionally when he felt lonely and brought them to a hotel when he had to fulfill his sexual urges. That was the extent of their relationship.

All these women all had something in common – they were all students who had yet to enter the workforce. They weren’t that beautiful but they were young and fresh with bright, clear eyes. They were well-behaved and quiet and they did not have any previous sexual encounters. The one thing they all shared in common was that they were all art students.

He didn’t know how to cook and there was no one to cook for him at his apartment, so he ordered delivery.

Soon, the delivery man arrived with his dinner. He ordered braised chicken with chestnuts and pork ribs and wax gourd soup. These were the dishes he would eat often.

He sat alone in front of the dinner table and the house was so quiet that the only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of him chewing his food.

There was a saying that a man was at his loneliest when he ate or drank alone and this was what Mo Yixuan was doing at that very moment. He would eat alone most of the time since he lost custody of his son, or occasionally eat outside, or occasionally order food delivery, or some times, Auntie Liu would prepare dinner for him.

Mo Yixuan was not as picky as he used to be and he would eat anything as long as it wasn’t too bland or too salty because there was no longer a woman who would get up in the middle of a cold, wintry night to cook his favorite food even when she had bad menstrual cramps.

There were still women who would try to flirt with him or seduce him but he turned them all down. He was traumatized after his experience with Xia Yuwei and he didn’t want to encounter a second woman who was like her.

He wasn’t interested in sleeping with those women who tried to seduce him because he was afraid that he would contract a sexually transmitted disease if he were to sleep with them.

Mo Yixuan threw the leftovers into the rubbish bin after he finished his food. Then, his phone rang and he saw that it was a message from his mistress.

“Mr. Mo, I will be heading to Jingzhou for class tomorrow, so I can’t head over to your place on Friday. I could come over tomorrow, so would you be available?”

The message was simple and straightforward. It only contained one question.

She was just fulfilling her part of the unwritten contract because Mo Yixuan had asked her to spend the night with him on Mondays and Fridays.