Master's Untamed Wife

For a good five minutes, Shui Koshing had nothing to say at all. His mind buzzed as he continued to stare at the words before his eyes. However, it seemed like he wasn't able to process anything right now. Because the more he read, the more his heart started aching.

"Where did you go after that?" he asked.

'Just here and there,' was the only response he received from her.

However, he wasn't an idiot. He definitely didn't believe that she had lived a smooth life after being cut down from her own family. She didn't take any money from her family and even had to raise her own son all on her own. It'd have been difficult.

Even though her appearance didn't have any dramatic change over the years, one could see a mature look in her eyes that comes after going through the hardships of life. She was someone who grew up in the palm of her father's hand and one day, everything was snatched from her. And she had to grow up for her son's sake.

Although she was a student of a prestigious university in Country F when she disappeared, she hadn't graduated yet. It was definitely not easy to make a living on her own.

He was feeling bitter in his heart but didn't know what he could do or say to vent his frustration.

Seeing how down he looked, she tried to comfort him, 'Shing Ge, even though I lost a lot of things, I am happy. You don't have to worry about me. I really am happy. I have an amazing son, how would I not be happy?'

Shui Koshing placed his hand over hers as he said, "It must have been hard." Mother Yue smiled at him and shook her head in reply. "Don't you want your son to know about everything?"

'I wrote a letter to my son when he was ten, I told him if he ever had a question regarding his mother's past, he could open it and read it. But it's been almost fifteen years and that letter is still locked inside his drawer.'

Shui Koshing raised his brows in question, "He really isn't curious about his own identity?"

'He says he is my son. And that identity is enough for him.'

Shui Koshing pursed his lips and nodded, "He sure is a good kid."

Mother Yue's lips upturned as she nodded in agreement with him. She also knew how much of a blessing it was for her to have such a good son. He wasn't only filial but also he was the sunshine of her life. Her silly son was the reason she was able to grow up from the naive girl she once was.

She didn't know why Hyson wasn't even curious to know about his own father. She had asked this question to him on different occasions and yet he always waved her off saying, "Mum, I have you and that's all I want." Although she always felt touched by his remarks, she also worried about him a lot.

It was a pity that her son didn't have a male role model in life. But that silly son of hers didn't think it was big deal. In all these years, he not only wished her, "Happy Mother's Day, Mum!" he even went as far as to wish her, "Happy Father's Day, Mum!" And it always left her speechless.

....

"Yanyan, have you seen my mum?" asked Hyson as soon as he came to join them for breakfast. It was late last night so he decided to just sleep over.

Mu Chenyan served his food saying, "Mama's precious boy, learn to do things without her. Stop always looking for her. Don't you want her to live her life?"

"But she shouldn't forget that I'm also a part of her life," retorted Hyson like a possessive kid who just didn't want to share his mother with anyone.

"Yue Fai," Grandfather Xiang called out. "Since your group is on hiatus, don't you have a lot of time to yourself now?

Hyson showed him a wronged look, "I don't have time even now. I have to take my singing lessons, I still have to practice dance every day so that my skills don't get rusty."

"You're still taking singing lessons?"

"There is always room for improvement," replied Hyson in a profound manner that didn't seem to fit with his image. "Besides, doesn't Ellie always say that there is no harm in learning new things. Life is a lesson, one should learn it diligently every day." He heard the footsteps from the other side and looked over, "Mum!"

Seeing her son waving his hand at her, Mother Yue's eyes softened.

'Are you done eating?'

"Noooo..." Hyson's reply was drawled when he noticed Shui Koshing walking behind his mother. Then he focused his eyes on her face and it didn't take him long to see that she had cried. And that is why when Mother Yue and Shui Koshing sat down at the dining table, he asked, "Mum, how are you related to Uncle Shing here?"

Both Mother Yue and Shui Koshing's eyes widened at his question. Meanwhile, Mu Chenyan patted Hyson's shoulder, "I'm so proud of you, little Fai. You sure have a keen perception."

Hyson didn't try to act smug at being complimented like he usually did. Because currently, he was waiting for a reply from his mother.

'Cousin-in-law,' was the answer he received from his mother which made his brows knit up a little.

"Uncle Shing is your cousin-in-law?" Mother Yue nodded her head. She truly loved Song Xin'ai like an elder sister. So, it didn't matter to her whether they were blood-related or not. For her, Shui Koshing would always be her cousin-in-law. Hyson looked at Shui Koshing's face, "The world is really small, eh."

The way Shui Koshing looked at Hyson had also changed now. No matter how Hyson came to this world, it wouldn't change the fact that he had Yue Yue's blood running in his veins. It was hard not to like this young man just like it was awfully difficult to resist the charms of Yue Yue back in the day.

"It's no wonder I took an instant liking to you," said Shui Koshing. "You have the same personality as your mother."

"No, he isn't like his mother," Mu Chenyan chimed in at this point. "Because our Yue Fai isn't naive like his mother." Mother Yue narrowed her eyes at Mu Chenyan who shrugged her shoulders indifferently. "I didn't say anything wrong. Isn't it obvious? Our Yue Fai is innocent but he is equally astute."

Mother Yue couldn't refute her words. Indeed, her son wasn't really like her. Even though he had a happy-go-lucky personality that matched his mother's, he was still different from his mother. Behind his innocent smile was a mature young man who actually grew up emotionally sooner than he was supposed to.

Since his house didn't have a father figure, he had to become the man of the house for his mother. So that she could depend on him.

*Ring! Ring!*

Hyson put down his chopsticks and took his phone. It was an unknown number but he still took the call, "Hello!"

"Oh, hi! Am I speaking to Hyson?" came a female voice from the other side.

Hyson's brows furrowed up slightly. He felt like the voice sounded familiar but he couldn't put his finger on where he heard it. However, he still replied, "Yes. How may I help you?"

"I'm Sora," told the girl over the phone.

"Sora?"

"You don't remember?"

"I'm sorry but I don't," Hyson sounded exceptionally polite.

"Since my name isn't ringing a bell. Let me reintroduce myself, I'm Sora. The screenwriter of the movie you auditioned for."

It finally dawned on Hyson why she sounded familiar. He saw her on audition day. However, it was a brief encounter, he couldn't possibly remember it that well.

"Oh," responded Hyson flatly. "I wonder why Miss Sora is looking for me."

"Your company didn't inform you?" questioned the other party.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Sora sighed out, "Forget it. It doesn't matter at all. I called because I wanted to invite you out for a meal. Do you have some time today?"

"That won't be appropriate," replied Hyson without even thinking.

"Don't worry, I'm calling you out for an official matter. Besides, your company already agreed. I don't know why they didn't inform you yet. Anyway, it's about your audition. So, when can we meet?"

Hyson looked at the time on his watch before replying, "We can meet today."

"That's just great! Let me send you the address and time," said Sora. "I'll see you there then. Until then..."

Hyson hung up the phone and placed it on his side carelessly. He didn't know why this person was looking for him but he didn't care either. Even though he was hopeful for this role, it wasn't to the point that he felt the need to stay anxious day and night.