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Mo Xiangwen was stunned for a while before looking down at Bai Shishi, who was sitting next to him with her eyebrows curved.

...Yeah, it's all Su Mengyao's fault. How could she be so mean?

He habitually shook his head, trying to clear his mind of the jumbled thoughts, but the action only caused him waves of headaches.

Mo Xiangwen frowned and endured the pain, and had no choice but to stop this habitual action.

Seeing his furrowed brows, Bai Shishi asked with some concern, "Is Xiao Yi alright?"

"It's nothing." Mo Xiangwen chuckled and gently rubbed her head.

Bai Shishi, who hadn't had her head patted in a long time, squinted her eyes comfortably and chuckled foolishly.

“However, I’m sick right now,” Mo Xiangwen advised. “You’re so weak, you shouldn’t be so close to me right now, or you might catch it.”

"It's okay, I'm wearing a mask." Bai Shishi pointed to the mask on her face with her fair fingertips and said in a nonchalant tone.

That makes a lot of sense, but he still couldn't quite put his mind at ease.

He then turned to Su Mengli and asked, "Do you still have any masks?"

Su Mengli nodded slightly, took a mask out of the bag, and handed it to him.

After putting on his mask, Mo Xiangwen touched the mask on his own face and then looked at the mask on Bai Shishi's face. He felt much more at ease and stopped insisting that Bai Shishi sit further away.

Seeing that he didn't intend to let her leave, Bai Shishi quickly said, "By the way, Xiao Yi, Mom said that you and Sister Nuoya haven't asked her for leave yet."

Asking for leave? Oh right, how could he forget about that? He must be a bit delirious from the fever.

Mo Xiangwen patted her head again and chuckled, "Okay, I understand. I'll call the counselor to ask for leave right away."

For some reason, the counselor readily approved his leave application, and didn't even ask a single question about his helping Yan Nuoya get leave.

“Now that you’ve taken all the necessary precautions and taken leave,” Su Mengyao said after he hung up the phone, then pressed on, “Shouldn’t we talk about how you deliberately concealed your illness?”

Maliciously concealing something? Him? Are you kidding me?

Mo Xiangwen pointed to himself in confusion, but was met with affirmative looks from the three of them.

"Didn't I already mention in the group chat that I had a cold?" Mo Xiangwen asked, puzzled. "How did it become malicious concealment?"

"You really have a cold?" Su Mengli asked in a somewhat strange tone.

Hearing her question, Mo Xiangwen felt inexplicably guilty, wondering if something was wrong.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what the problem was.

But with Su Mengli staring straight at him like that, he couldn't just brush her off.

"More or less." Mo Xiangwen finally couldn't hold back any longer and surrendered, saying, "I have a slight fever, but it's not serious."

"What about Nuoya?" Su Mengli didn't continue asking directly, but instead inquired about Yan Nuoya's situation.

"She's a little less capable than me, and she's sleeping in her room right now."

Now that he has revealed his situation, it is impossible to hide Noah's situation from him either.

Besides, there's no need to hide it; that would be too pretentious.

"A little worse than you?" Su Mengli pressed on, "Have you two gone to see a doctor?"

"Yes, we went together," Mo Xiangwen answered honestly.

Su Mengli nodded thoughtfully and said calmly, "Then I'll ask Nuoya about your situation after she wakes up from her rest."

Mo Xiangwen, realizing he had concealed part of the truth, fell silent and dared not say anything.

"Mengyao, go check on Nuoya's condition." Su Mengli quickly began to give instructions: "Shishi, take Xiangwen back to his room to rest. His room is over there."

As she spoke, she pointed in the direction of Mo Xiangwen's room.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely take Xiao Yi back to her room to rest." Bai Shishi nodded vigorously and answered very seriously.

"Understood, sir." Su Mengyao pointed with her fingers and said solemnly, "Mission accomplished."

For some reason, Su Mengyao has become increasingly lively lately, and it seems that she and Bai Shishi are learning from each other in some ways.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

But for her, having an increasingly lively and quirky younger sister is really exhausting.

Su Mengli waved her hand: "I'm going to make some food, it'll be ready in a bit, I'll call you later."

After saying that, he took the bag and headed to the kitchen, while Su Mengyao went to the study.

For a moment, only he and Bai Shishi remained in the living room.

Bai Shishi grabbed his arm and tried to pull him up.

"Let's go, Xiao Yi, it's time to rest together," she said with great confidence.

Mo Xiangwen stood up, both amused and exasperated, following her pull. If he didn't want to move, Bai Shishi's strength was only enough to lift his arm.

I definitely need to rest, but not now.

He asked Su Mengli to buy groceries for him, and now he just turns around and goes to sleep. What kind of behavior is that?

No matter how compelling the reasons, he still couldn't quite accept it.

"Shishi, I still need to go to the kitchen to help Mengli. You can rest later," Mo Xiangwen explained softly.

“But Xiao Yi has a fever and needs to rest.” Bai Shishi pursed her lips and said with some dissatisfaction, “Every time I stay up late, doesn’t Xiao Yi remind me to go to bed early?”

Can staying up late and having a fever be compared side-by-side?

However, he could understand what Bai Shishi meant.

Bai Shishi didn't have so many complicated thoughts; she simply felt that he should rest well now.

"It's just a little fever, no big deal." Mo Xiangwen couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek, chuckling as he reassured her, "Don't worry."

"Mmm..." Bai Shishi was a little embarrassed, but she wanted to stop him from going to the kitchen.

She frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with anything to say. In the end, she could only say in a dry voice, "But Sister Mengli told you to go and rest."

"Then..." Mo Xiangwen squatted down, blinked, and looked at her: "Shishi, will you listen to me or Sister Mengli?"

Chapter 141 Su Mengli's Angry Moments

"I'm sorry, Sister Mengli." Bai Shishi apologized pitifully to Su Mengli, "I tried to persuade Xiao Yi, but he still insisted on coming."

Su Mengli, who had just put on her apron, looked at Mo Xiangwen and Bai Shishi who had come into the kitchen and sighed helplessly.

"It's alright," Su Mengli comforted softly. "You've already done your best to persuade Xiang Wen."

She hadn't actually placed her hopes on Bai Shishi; she just hadn't expected Mo Xiangwen to insist on coming to the kitchen.

“Yes, I persevered through it all,” Mo Xiangwen quickly explained. “Shishi has tried to persuade me several times.”

Su Mengli rolled her eyes at him: "Of course I know, after all, Bai Shishi is a good girl."

Mo Xiangwen blinked, pretending not to understand, and looked at Bai Shishi: "Shishi, why don't you go back to the living room and wait?"

Bai Shishi nodded obediently, turned and left the kitchen, but every two steps she would secretly look back, until she was completely out of sight in the living room before she stopped.

Once Bai Shishi's footsteps disappeared outside the door, Su Mengli turned around. Her voice, which was usually gentle and smiling, now seemed to carry a hint of coldness: "If you're sick, just lie down and rest."

"Can't you and Nuoya... try to rely on me and Mengyao for a while?"

The voice was very soft, as if it had been deliberately controlled, but the weight of the words and the barely suppressed anger made Mo Xiangwen's heart tighten.

She seems genuinely angry.

Mo Xiangwen subconsciously looked up and cautiously glanced at her face.

The beautiful face that usually radiated a generous and pleasant smile had vanished without a trace. Her delicate features seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, and even the surrounding air seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

So this is what Su Mengli is like when she's angry? No wonder Su Mengyao is so well-behaved in front of her.

But there's no need to be so angry.

After all, he asked me to buy these groceries, so I can't just leave all the work to someone else.

Seeing his silence, Su Mengli didn't stop, but continued to ask, "Then let me ask you, is it because you like cooking that you insist on going into the kitchen even when you're sick?"

What do you mean, "I like cooking"? That's a lie.

He doesn't dislike cooking, but he certainly doesn't like it.

So, should I say yes? No, that won't work.

Putting aside the fact that he's not really willing to lie to his friends, Su Mengli seems a bit angry right now, and even his perfunctory attitude seems dangerous.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

Mo Xiangwen answered sincerely and honestly, "No."

"Then let me ask you, do you think I can't even cook a meal for you?" Su Mengli continued to question, "If you're not comfortable with that, I'll call home and have the chef come over?"

This feels more... to say it's sharp or serious?

“I think that a girl as beautiful and outstanding as Mengli would naturally be good at cooking,” Mo Xiangwen quickly said.

This is certainly not all flattery, because generally speaking, someone who is not a good cook would not keep the kitchen environment so well maintained.

Moreover, even Su Mengyao often boasted to them that her older sister, Su Mengli, was very "all-around".

"Then why?" Su Mengli asked softly, with a hint of disappointment in her voice, "Mengyao and I have told you so many times, why are you still like this?"

This was the first time he had seen such a complex expression on Su Mengli's face—a complex one that was neither quite sad nor quite right.

Perhaps she's feeling a little sad?

“You and Yan Nuoya have always been like this.” She pursed her lips.

Why is it still like this? What did he and Noah do?

Mo Xiangwen racked his brains for a long time, but still couldn't understand what Su Mengli was talking about.

Seeing him racking his brains, Su Mengli's initial sadness, which was more intense than anger, vanished completely.

Sigh, what is she saying to someone who has a fever?

Even if I told him now, he wouldn't be able to process it.

Let's wait until his fever breaks tomorrow before having a proper talk with him and Yan Nuoya.

Su Mengli sighed inwardly and quickly composed herself.

"Never mind." Su Mengli shook her head. "I got a little excited just now. Since you want to go into the kitchen, let's cook together."

Finally, she added, "But you still have a fever, so I can't leave you alone in the kitchen. It's not safe. You can accept that, right?"

Mo Xiangwen was slightly taken aback. How come Su Mengli had already reconciled with herself before he had even figured it out?

Just like before a storm, the sky suddenly turns dark and the wind howls, but the next moment it returns to a cloudy day as if nothing had happened.

He had to admit that he always thought Mengli was a very good-tempered friend who was also happy to help others.

She wasn't the kind of person who would make a fuss unreasonably, nor would she say she would make up with herself and then go back to throwing a tantrum.

But he just couldn't shake off this feeling.

Seeing that he was still thinking, Su Mengli decided to turn around and wash the vegetables first.

Mo Xiangwen saw her turn around and instinctively grabbed her hand.

Suddenly having her hand grabbed, Su Mengli looked at him with some surprise.

Given his personality of subconsciously saying thank you for everything, it's quite unusual for him to suddenly act so boldly and impolitely towards a female friend.

"Wait a minute." Mo Xiangwen didn't pay any attention to whether his behavior was reasonable or appropriate at the moment; he was just trying hard to think. "Give me three minutes to think about it carefully."

Overload mode, bro, you're my brother. Can you do me a favor?

Having just switched to overload mode, my already aching head suddenly became even more painful.

Seeing that he showed no intention of letting go, Su Mengli didn't say anything more.

It's just a hand grab, it won't hurt, and it won't cost you anything, so let it go.

Since he says he needs to think about it, let's give him time.

The fault doesn't lie with Mo Xiangwen, but with her.

We should wait until they are in a better state before sitting down and having a proper talk, instead of saying these things to them in a moment of emotional outburst.