I really like your sand sculpture group friends

"It's nothing, this is my responsibility." Su Mengli smiled slightly, then added as if she remembered something, "By the way, Dad mentioned it a couple of days ago, saying that your previous investment was quite successful and that we should see good returns in a while."

"Please thank your uncle for me."

"Hmm, he also asked when you'd be free to go camping again." Su Mengli covered her mouth and chuckled. "It seems the restructuring of the family's business is almost complete, and he's been quite free lately."

Camping? I think they're going fishing.

Mo Xiangwen shook his head, both amused and exasperated: "Let's talk about it later."

Su Mengli knew that everyone was busy at the moment, so she smiled and nodded: "Then I'll help you get by."

"What do you mean by 'perfunctory'..." Mo Xiangwen coughed lightly, "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Oh, right, there's one more thing," Su Mengli suddenly said.

"Well, you said."

“At our current pace, we might need to adjust the release and promotion dates.” Su Mengli frowned slightly. “If possible, it would be best if our progress could be stabilized.”

Mo Xiangwen leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice: "Our progress here..." He glanced at Bai Shishi, who was deep in thought over her math test paper, "My idea is, no rush. I'd rather everyone work overtime to catch up later, but right now we need to ensure that Shishi has plenty of time to prepare for the exam."

Su Mengli nodded knowingly, said no more, and returned to her seat to immerse herself in the character development of "Xia Chenlu".

Looking at her focused profile, Mo Xiangwen said across the table, "If you encounter any difficulties with 'Xia Chenlu's' route, you can ask me anytime."

Su Mengli looked up and smiled in return: "Okay, it's still in the sorting-out stage, but there shouldn't be any problems."

"You can ask me too." Yan Nuoya's cool voice came from the side, her gaze still fixed on her screen, as if it were just a casual remark.

Mo Xiangwen glanced at her and smiled in agreement: "That's right, Nuoya's skill level might even be better than mine."

"There's no need to say that..." Yan Nuoya sighed and rolled her eyes at him. "If we can find someone, we should definitely prioritize Xiang Wen."

"Okay, okay." Su Mengli smiled and shook her head: "It should be fine. You can check it again after it's finished."

As soon as lunch break started, Su Mengyao ran to Mo Xiangwen's side, grabbed his arm and shook it gently, softening her voice and coaxing, "Xiangwen! The 'Cute Creature Hunter' game we talked about last time! I've prepared a copy for everyone, how about playing for a little while? Just a little while!"

Mo Xiangwen laughed at her shaking him, but still shook his head: "I appreciate the sentiment. How about this, I'll give you 'Once Upon a Time Divine Sword' as a return gift later?"

Su Mengyao was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening.

"Ha—" Su Mengyao puffed out her cheeks, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "I think you're just imagining things."

She was very close, her warm breath brushing against his ear, carrying her faint, pleasant fruity scent.

Mo Xiangwen tilted his head slightly and coaxed in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Just bear with it for a bit, okay? Look, Shishi is still studying. If we play games next to her, it will disturb her."

Su Mengyao paused for a moment, turned to look at Bai Shishi who was biting her pen and completely absorbed in calculations, a hint of guilt flashed across her face, and she reluctantly said "Oh".

But she still stretched out her index finger and gently poked Mo Xiangwen's cheek, bargaining softly: "Then... after Shishi finishes her exams, you have to stay up all night with me! No backing out!"

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely stay with you." Mo Xiangwen smiled helplessly, letting her act childishly.

Having received the promise, Su Mengyao's mood brightened, and she hummed a song as she walked briskly back to her seat.

Although they lowered their voices, Bai Shishi could still vaguely hear them.

She looked up, her small face showing a hint of unease and apology: "Don't worry about me..."

“We’re all part of the same team,” Mo Xiangwen said, walking over to her and patting her head to encourage her. “You’re studying, and we’re working. We’re all working hard. Right now, your ‘job’ is to focus all your energy on preparing for the exam.”

Bai Shishi gripped the pen tightly, her lips slightly pursed: "I will coordinate the time and will not let my assigned character illustration work fall behind."

“That won’t do,” Mo Xiangwen’s attitude was unexpectedly firm: “The character design work must be put on hold for now, and we’ll talk about it after the college entrance exam. Right now, your primary task is to study.”

“But…” Bai Shishi rarely insisted on her own opinion, “Working together with everyone for the project is also a great way for me to relax and adjust after a period of intense studying.”

Mo Xiangwen frowned: "Don't you need to study when you're at home?"

“Yes,” Bai Shishi answered softly, “Mom also assigns me study tasks, and there’s a plan for every day.”

"Then your study time is seriously exceeding the limit?"

"I think it's alright." Bai Shishi shook her head.

Just as Mo Xiangwen was about to continue persuading, Su Mengli's gentle voice interjected at the right moment, easing the slightly tense atmosphere: "How about this, I'll be in charge of 'Xia Chenlu's' character illustration. If you feel that there are other characters whose illustrations you're short on time, you can also give them to me."

Bai Shishi was stunned for a moment, then immediately shook her head: "No, no, Sister Mengli, you already have copywriting work for 'Xia Chenlu', and you also have to help Sister Mengyao with her work, and there are many other jobs as well."

“It’s alright,” Su Mengli said with a smile. “Since Xiang Wen entrusted me with the role of ‘Xia Chenlu’ to supplement her character design and write her storylines, having me draw her character portrait might more accurately convey her essence. Besides…”

She paused, looked at Bai Shishi with gentle eyes, and said in an even softer voice, "We hope you can go into battle without any burdens. This is also the wish of our entire team."

Bai Shishi pursed her lips, looking hesitantly at Mo Xiangwen, as if seeking his final opinion. Mo Xiangwen nodded affirmatively at her.

“Well… alright,” Bai Shishi finally relented, carefully organizing some of the completed line art and design files, and handed them to Su Mengli. “Thank you for your help, Sister Mengli. I’ll send you all the files later.”

Looking at her sister's profile, Su Mengyao joked, "Sis, you're juggling multiple roles now! You're responsible for the script and character art for a complete character storyline, as well as external promotion and operations. Why don't you take the extra time to look at my background and music?"

Su Mengli shook her head, then smiled and shook her head again, "It's okay, those were my job to begin with. Now it's just an additional character illustration, it's not a big problem."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, Su Mengyao didn't argue with her further and returned to her work.

While everyone was getting back to work, Mo Xiangwen quietly clicked on the penguin icon on his computer desktop and found his private chat window with Su Mengli.

Human and Dragon in Harmony: Although you've taken on the character design for "Xia Chenlu," there's no need to rush. We have plenty of time. Once Shishi finishes her exams and returns, we'll assess the situation and allocate tasks and schedules accordingly. You already have too much work to do.

Human-Dragon Harmony: If all else fails, we'll just announce a delay, no problem. Looking at the industry, which game hasn't been delayed?

Human-Dragon Harmony: Besides, we're called Aurora Night Studio now, so it's normal that we only have electricity to work during aurora nights.

Across the table, Su Mengli looked at the message, a beautiful smile curving her lips as she lightly tapped the keyboard.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: Okay.

Seeing that Su Mengli had agreed, Mo Xiangwen felt relieved.

To be honest, the one he trusts the most isn't even Noah, but Mengli.

To put it bluntly, Noah is quite similar to him in personality, but he has been severely beaten and has become much more restrained.

On the other hand, she is not as thoughtful and meticulous as Mengli in handling matters.

Mengli is the kind of person who, when entrusted with something, will carefully write it down in a memo and then repeatedly confirm it with herself several times.

"By the way, Xiang Wen..." Su Mengli had just started to speak when there was a gentle knock on the studio door.

Everyone looked at each other, and saw the surprise on each other's faces.

No one has visited their studio in a long time. The last time they came to visit was at the end of last semester, when Mengli and Mengyao's parents came.

Su Mengli, who was closest to the door, got up and opened it. When she saw the person standing outside, she was clearly taken aback: "Dad? What brings you here?"

Standing at the door was Su Yuntao.

He was dressed in a well-tailored casual suit, with a refined and gentle smile on his face. However, his gaze had already passed over his daughter's shoulder and naturally swept into the studio.

"I was just discussing some business nearby and stopped by to drop by." Su Yuntao's voice was steady as his gaze swept quickly across the room.

Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya were engrossed in coding, Su Mengyao was drawing a scene on a digital screen, and... Bai Shishi, sitting next to Mo Xiangwen, looked up at the sound, her face still showing confusion and timidity.

"Hello, Uncle Su." Mo Xiangwen quickly stood up and came to the door to greet him politely.

Perhaps because he felt guilty, his smile had never been so warm before.

Su Yuntao was somewhat puzzled by their enthusiasm.

Is this kid asking me for a favor?

Yan Nuoya also paused her work and nodded slightly in greeting.

"Hello, Uncle Su." Bai Shishi stood up nervously and said softly.

Su Mengyao was surprised at first, then smiled and ran over: "Dad, why are you here?"

"Okay, everyone's busy, right? I hope I didn't bother you?" Su Yuntao walked in with a smile, his posture casual yet exuding an aura that couldn't be ignored.

"No, Uncle, please sit down." Mo Xiangwen led him to the sofa.

Su Yuntao waved his hand: "I won't sit down, I just want to say a few words." He looked at Mo Xiangwen, his tone still amiable, "Xiangwen, I heard from Xiaoli that your project is progressing quite well?"

"It's still progressing steadily, thank you for your concern, Uncle."

"Yes, it's good that young people are ambitious." Su Yuntao nodded and said with a light laugh, "But don't treat my two precious daughters like cattle."

"How could I dare?" Mo Xiangwen said with a helpless smile.

"However, you should also pay attention to balancing work and rest. How about we go fishing sometime?" Su Yuntao smiled and handed over his phone, which had a QR code on it.

"Hey, can you add my contact information?"

These words sounded like ordinary elders showing concern, but Mo Xiangwen keenly sensed a different meaning behind them.

He nodded calmly, took out his phone and added Su Yuntao as a friend: "Okay, I'll definitely do it next time."

"Then let's wait until you have time." Su Yuntao's smile deepened, and he looked at his two daughters, "Xiao Li, Yao Yao, come home for dinner more often when you have time. Your mother is thinking about you."

"Okay, Dad," Su Mengli replied softly. Su Mengyao nodded obediently as well.

"Alright, you all continue with your work, I won't bother you any longer." After saying that, Su Yuntao smiled at everyone and turned to leave. Su Mengli saw him to the door.

The studio door closed gently, and a brief, subtle silence fell over the room.

Su Mengyao moved closer to Mo Xiangwen, lowered her voice, and asked with a mix of curiosity and worry, "Xiangwen, my dad... he suddenly came over just to say this?"

Mo Xiangwen looked at the door that had been closed again, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

Su Yuntao seems to have something he wants to say to him?

He composed himself and gave Su Mengyao a reassuring smile: "It's alright, it's normal for your uncle to come and check on you."

He clapped his hands, raising his voice slightly to break the silence: "Alright, let's go back to work. Shishi, is there anything you don't understand?"

Bai Shishi exclaimed "Ah!" and snapped out of her reverie. She quickly pointed to a problem in the workbook: "Here, Xiang Wen, I still don't quite understand this one..."

"Look here, you need to understand this condition first..." Mo Xiangwen walked over, bent down beside her, and patiently explained.

written request for leave.

Sorry, I'm having some health issues. I saw a doctor today. I wanted to finish this earlier, but I was called back to work. I only managed to finish half of it tonight, but it seems too late. I'll have to continue taking leave to recover. I really can't stay up late while taking medication. I'll try to update earlier tomorrow.

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Chapter 219 Torture from My Future Father-in-Law

Watching Bai Shishi diligently working on her questions, Mo Xiangwen also tried hard to recall.

He didn't take the exam that year, so it's impossible for him to do any targeted practice like he did when he was reviewing.

If there's anything else that can be done, it's the essay topic.

He could remember the essay writing task.

Every year after the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) ends, many people on the internet discuss the Gaokao Chinese essay topics.

As for why they only discussed Chinese language and not other subjects, he wasn't quite sure.

However, he does indeed happily wait for the college entrance examination essays from various regions to be released every year.

Even though Bai Shishi got a perfect score on her essay, her score was still lower than the cutoff score for H University in previous years.

Well, more opportunities are always better than fewer.

If you do well on this subject, your confidence might boost and make it easier to pass other subjects.

Mo Xiangwen thought for a moment and wrote down the general types of essay topics in Shishi's notebook.

"Shishi, try writing this essay later."

"Okay," Shishi said without looking up.

Just as Mo Xiangwen was about to find some materials for Shishi, the screen of his phone on the table lit up, indicating a new message.

He casually opened it; it was a message from Su Yuntao.

The middle-aged man's profile picture is simple and unpretentious; it's just a picture of a car, and his name is his real name.

Su Yuntao: Xiang Wen, I recently chatted with some old friends. Based on their internal analysis and trends, it seems the economic fluctuation we discussed before might arrive sooner than expected. What are your thoughts on this now?

Even earlier?

Mo Xiangwen looked at the screen, his expression becoming more serious.

He thought for a moment, then typed a reply on the screen.