My Beloved Model

Han Luo couldn't understand her question. She asked back, "What am I doing? Changing clothes." She couldn't understand why changing clothes would make that strict woman overreact. 

Martha sharply replied, "Changing clothes, I can see that. But why are you wearing Young Master's clothes? And why are you changing in his room? If you needed a room, you could ask me or the servants. Such a shameless girl! I never thought that Chinese girls are like that!" 

'Woman, I didn't take your clothes. What are you fussing about?' That's what Han Luo wanted to say. But she controlled herself and replied, "Big brother Yuan lent me his clothes and told me to change into them here while he takes a shower." She tilted her head and acted innocent. "I thought this is big brother Yuan's house? That's why I listened to him obediently. If I knew you were the mistress of this house, I would definitely listen to you." 

She meant, 'If this isn't your house, you have no right to tell me what to do. F*** off!' 

"Such audacity!" Martha couldn't believe this girl was talking back to her. "Get out of this room immediately. No one can stay at Young Master's room without his presence." 

Han Luo flinched and almost wept, "I have to change the clothes first. I cannot go out half naked." But in her mind, she was saying, 'Who the hell are you to tell me what to do? If you want to order me around, make me.' 

Before Martha could speak any further, Mo Yuan came out of the bathroom. He wanted to have a relaxing shower but was disturbed when hearing Martha's voice. Understanding that something was wrong, he hurriedly finished his shower and came out wearing a bathrobe. "What's going on?" he questioned. His eyes swept through only to see Han Luo, who was wearing his night shirt. Her thin legs were bare. The boy quickly averted his gaze and looked at Martha. 

Martha also saw him coming out. She scolded Han Luo, "What are you doing standing there like a statue? Hurry up and get dressed already! Are you that shameless that you want to show off in front of Young Master?!" 

"Big brother Yuan," Han Luo sobbed and complained, "If this lady didn't barge in and scold me, I would have finished wearing clothes."

Martha's eyes widened. She didn't think this girl would complain about her presence. "You-" 

"Martha, that's enough," Mo Yuan's voice was firm. 

Martha argued back, "But Young Master, how could you allow her to be in your room when you were not here? What if she-" 

"Martha, she is not someone you should meddle with," Mo Yuan coldly interrupted. "Have you prepared a room for her?" 

Martha paused and replied, "Yes, I did. It's the room in the basement-" 

Martha frowned at the order. She disliked it. She protested, "But Young Master, the second floor is only for family members." 

Mo Yuan walked out of the bathroom and stood beside Han Luo. "Is this not clear enough? She is a family member." 

Martha denied the claim. "But I have not received any confirmation from the Mistress." 

Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes. The Head Maid was always strict, but she was crossing the line. "Martha, are you tired of your job? If so, you better leave." 

"Young Master!" Martha's eyes widened. She couldn't believe what she just heard. 'If it weren't for this girl…' She gritted her teeth. The more she thought about it, the more she hated Han Luo. 

"You do know that I have the power to fire you at once. How could you disobey me?" Mo Yuan didn't look like he was joking. He was the Young Master of the Mo Household. The servants must obey him in his parents' absence. 

"I'm sorry, Young Master. It was my negligence," Martha apologized, understanding that he was right. She had been working here for six years and was doing everything her way. Neither Mo Zhen nor Mo Yuan ever complained about anything. It was almost like it was her house and she was the mistress, yet she forgot her own place. Now that things weren't going according to her wish, she got agitated. However, when Mo Yuan reminded her where she stood, she came back to reality. 

With a sour expression, Martha took her leave. Mo Yuan sighed and turned to see Han Luo. She was happy that her big brother Yuan defended her, as though he were a knight. Suddenly, the girl forgot that she was crying and was grinning instead. "What? Won't you cry anymore?" Mo Yuan asked playfully, while rubbing her head. 

Han Luo froze. She realized her mistake yet didn't let him notice that she was nervous. She pouted and mumbled, "Big brother Yuan, she is really scary." 

Mo Yuan subtly smiled. "Are you scared of her now?" 

Han Luo shook her head vigorously. "I'm very scared." 

He held back his laughter. Her acting was too cute. If he didn't know her real self, he would be fooled again. He softly whispered, "Why don't you sleep here with me tonight?" His tone was gentle and composed; his mesmerizing voice could entice any girl. 

"I don't mind but I think your Head Maid would lose her life if I do that." She was still too young to realize his prank.