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Chapter 272 Black or white, as long as it's good to eat (Mu Pei)
At this point, Shen Zhaoyi had already guessed what he was asking for, but she didn't respond. She simply wanted to hear how Mu Mu would ask for it, given his personality.

The other person didn't hesitate or flinch at all, and firmly met her gaze.

"I want a seat next to an older sister."

Mumu understood it very well.

A dazzling woman like Shen Zhaoyi is destined to have no shortage of excellent suitors; the fruit basket guy from yesterday is a perfect example.

Director Zhao's influence is undeniable, and his acquaintance with Cheng Yubai clearly indicates they are from the same circle.

In comparison, the only thing I could be proud of was my "dance," which was frequently called upon back then.

Who would have thought that the methods I was forced to learn to make a living would eventually become the bargaining chip to open the other person's heart?

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhaoyi nodded as expected.

But there were also unexpected aspects.

I originally thought Mumu would express her feelings right away, but she suddenly became so reserved, which is unlike her usual style.

It's a little hard to get used to.

However, the underlying meaning of this statement is no different.

She pretended not to understand the deeper meaning and patiently coaxed, asking, "What position?"

"Sister, you know perfectly well, yet you're still trying to make me happy."

Mumu complained affectionately.

Shen Zhaoyi did not deny it and continued to guide the conversation: "I just don't know if what you want and what I can give are the same thing."

Perhaps because maintaining a half-squatting position was a bit awkward, Mumu simply rested her head on her knees and rubbed against them affectionately.

"Sister, I am a man."

A man with normal emotional needs, and the object of those needs is her.

Shen Zhaoyi reached out and patted his head.

The coarse, stiff hair felt a bit rough to the touch.

"Mumu, it's not so easy to stay by my side."

Upon hearing this honesty, Mu Mu's heart tightened. "Sister, you're not thinking of going back on your word, are you?"

"I'm afraid that you'll be the one to back out."

“I’m not that kind of person!” he said urgently.

"Don't speak too confidently," Shen Zhaoyi interrupted. "You need to think clearly. There will be other people before and after you."

"I cannot promise you my one true love."

For every person she has feelings for and intends to develop a deeper relationship with, she will make these points clear beforehand.

This is like giving someone a heads-up.

Mumu raised her head, her eyes staring straight up at her.

I had expected this, so I wasn't too disappointed by what she said. On the contrary, I felt that it was fine this way.

At least, there's no need to worry about Shen Zhaoyi being snatched away or monopolized by anyone.

Because everyone is starting from a fair point of view.

What he cares about now is where he ranks.

This question left Shen Zhaoyi somewhat dazed, not because Cheng Yubai had already labeled her beforehand, but because she hadn't expected his words to come true, actually leading Mu Mu to receive this "number" of love.

She silently held up four fingers in front of him.

"fourth?"

"That's fine, at least she's not a mistress."

In some ways, Mu Mu's level of acceptance is quite similar to Cheng Yu Bai's.

One was smug about winning third place, while the other was relieved that the number wasn't too bad.

Shen Zhaoyi's hand lingered behind his ear, stroking it repeatedly.

This resulted in a protest from the other party.

"Sister, it itches."

Mumu couldn't help but flinch, but she craved the touch and didn't get up.

This somewhat abrupt behavior in the ward came straight to the eye of Director Zhao, who rushed over to check on the situation. Damn it!
Xiao Bai's vegetables were stolen by someone else!

The security guard, who was protecting their love, showed no intention of avoiding suspicion and coughed lightly twice at the door.

"Um, be mindful of the impact."

That shout successfully separated the two.

Mu Mu stood up, showing no embarrassment at being caught, and greeted Director Zhao calmly, "You've arrived."

Shen Zhaoyi remained seated, glancing behind him out of habit.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see Cheng Yubai.

For some reason, when Mumu sat in Xiao Si's seat, she actually felt a little reluctant to avoid her.

It's probably because this person felt he had a legitimate status.

But in reality, it has never been affirmed.

Although Director Zhao had his own ulterior motives, he knew it wasn't appropriate for him to interfere in other people's relationships, so after separating the two, he looked away.

That's all he can do.

Come on, Xiaobai!
But her joy lasted less than a second, because Mu Mu didn't care about these opinions anyway, especially now that her status was different.

He gained recognition.

(Xiao Si has more guts than Xiao Bai)
When Director Zhao came over to check on the old man's basic condition, Mu Mu changed her position and stood behind Shen Zhaoyi.

This time, the roles were reversed.

Those fingers began to twirl around the strands of hair that fell down her back, an irresistible urge to get close and touch her.

All the indicators on the instrument were normal. Director Zhao's professional instincts kicked in, and he was about to turn around and say a few words to the family when he saw that the dark-skinned boy had stuck it on again.

This situation is very bad for Xiaobai!

But it wasn't that no one was happy about this.

Aunt Sun timed her time and dawdled back from the washroom.

Women are far more observant of subtle changes than men; they can spot a clue with just a glance.

Is our favorite ship about to become a real couple? (I'm ready to jump on the bandwagon!)
He cheerfully put the things aside and nodded to Director Zhao.

This action certainly had a show-off element to it.

Why should the latecomer surpass the former? Because the lesser ones are vying for and competing.

There were five people in the ward, and Director Zhao felt like he was superfluous.

The visit did not end until 11 o'clock.

Pei Yan hadn't forgotten about going to buy a car together that afternoon, and while Qiu Yu was still flying in the sky, he tried to make his presence known to Shen Zhaoyi.

It's quite a distance from your house to the car dealership. How about we grab something to eat first?

After editing this text, he didn't feel that anything was wrong with his mind.

Shen Zhaoyi pointed out: "Is there any necessary connection between these two things?"

It's like finishing your meal first will shorten the journey.

Pei Yan gripped his phone, racking his brains, and finally managed to stammer out—

"Go ahead, they won't poison you."

That's true.

But isn't it a bit early to eat now?
Pei Yan retorted: "Where is it earlier?"

I'll come pick you up, but by the time I get there, I still need to serve the food.

[The timing was perfect, and it was just right when I tasted it!]

At this moment, he spoke quite logically. Shen Zhaoyi sent him her location and asked him to call her when he was almost there.

Upon seeing that they were at the hospital, Pei Yan asked the same question as Han Ziyang: "Are you sick?"

[Weren't you perfectly fine yesterday?]

Shen Zhaoyi didn't explain further, only saying that she was visiting a patient.

But she underestimated Pei Yan's impulsive nature; after sending the first two sentences, he had already taken action.

(End of this chapter)