I really like your sand sculpture group friends

Why is he involved?

He stared silently at Su Mengyao, who tilted her head and blinked, her pink tongue flashing across her lips.

Although she did it very quickly, it was only a matter of a moment.

But Su Mengli still noticed her funny action.

Su Mengli sighed and gently patted her head. Su Mengyao, relieved by the pat, gave a sweet smile.

Su Mengli shook her head and turned to look at Mo Xiangwen.

"Xiang Wen, I didn't expect your place to be so lively." Su Mengli teased with a light laugh, "I thought it was a coincidence last time, but now it seems Mengyao comes here often."

Su Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her sister's attention had shifted to Xiang Wen, but then she heard Mo Xiang Wen's answer without hesitation.

"Yes, Mengyao has been coming over here a lot at night lately."

Huh? You confessed so easily? Su Mengyao stared at him in disbelief.

She thought Mo Xiangwen would at least cover for her, but to her surprise, he didn't hesitate for a second before speaking directly.

That's terrible, so terrible. I'm about to glare at him.

Su Mengyao glared at him fiercely.

Mo Xiangwen then changed the subject: "Just like Noah, the two of them have been staying at my place until bedtime lately, discussing some issues related to the settings."

Once those words were spoken, the meaning changed somewhat.

Moreover, they were indeed discussing issues together.

Ever since Mengyao came over and started watching him, there hasn't been a single ambiguous gesture between him and Nuoya.

Su Mengyao was taken aback, and seemed to realize what was happening.

It seems they haven't done anything shady.

Although everyone had their own ulterior motives, they genuinely only discussed work every night, and there was no need to hide anything.

In other words, she had no reason to feel guilty.

Thinking of this, she puffed out her chest and earnestly agreed, "Yes, we discuss issues until almost midnight every night, but we didn't tell you because we were worried about getting scolded."

Seeing her agree, even though it was a trap he had dug himself, Mo Xiangwen couldn't help but silently mourn for her.

Silly child, do you think you can fool Mengli? You'd better just tell her the truth.

Mengli was probably already well aware of the strange feeling between Mengyao and him.

If there's anything I really can't explain, it's probably just that I like everyone.

Well, generally speaking, no one would believe someone saying something like that.

It's okay, he's in Class Two now.

Sure enough, Su Mengli glanced helplessly at her younger sister, reached out and pinched her fair cheek, pulling it outwards, and said with a hint of exasperation, "A girl—"

"Yuzu is Kansai, isn't it?" Su Mengyao protested vaguely, "We're all so familiar with each other now."

Su Mengli sighed and looked at Mo Xiangwen with a chilling gaze, which sent a shiver down his spine.

"Alright, that's not what I came here to talk about. Let's get back to the main topic."

Su Mengli said softly, "I think there's no problem with preparing a new office space for the studio. I agree with your opinion."

Chapter 226 I Have No Objections

"New office location?"

Su Mengli's words immediately drew a surprised look from Su Mengyao.

She glanced at her sister, then quickly realized that what she meant was that the two of them had discussed their relationship beforehand.

"Was Xiang Wen being all mysterious tonight?" Su Mengyao asked suspiciously.

"It's not exactly mysterious," Mo Xiangwen smiled. "I only had this idea in mind, and I didn't want to disappoint everyone, so I planned to discuss it with Mengli first before making any further plans."

Su Mengyao nodded thoughtfully, then asked with a hint of doubt, "Why do we need a new office location? Isn't it fine as it is now? We have a studio at school, and we can use a computer at home."

"Because Shishi has graduated." Yan Nuoya, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up and explained softly, "This means that you are going to be juniors, and after juniors, you will face seniors and graduation."

Su Mengli glanced at Yan Nuoya in surprise, not expecting that Mo Xiangwen had also told her in advance.

“Regardless of whether Shishi gets into H University or not, we need to find a place for her. Her health isn’t good, and we don’t want her to keep running between her studio and home.” Su Mengli continued Yan Nuoya’s words and explained, “Then we’ll be graduating soon and won’t be going to the school often. If we use this place as a studio, it will seem too small.”

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After listening to their explanations, Su Mengyao felt she understood most of it, but then she suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"Wait, you said you wanted to discuss it with your sister." Su Mengyao pouted and stared at Mo Xiangwen with her beautiful eyes, asking in a low voice, "How come Nuoya knew about it before me?"

Mo Xiangwen opened his mouth, about to explain, but Yan Nuoya spoke first.

“Because he didn’t tell me.” Yan Nuoya sighed, as if it were a matter of course, “But there’s no need for that, his intentions are easy to see.”

Su Mengyao was taken aback, her lips pursed, and she was speechless.

She forgot about this point; Noah was very good at reading people's minds, especially Xiang Wen's.

"I'm sorry, Xiang Wen, Nuoya," Su Mengyao apologized softly, "I was just overthinking things."

Sensing that something was amiss, Mo Xiangwen quickly shook his head and took the blame: "It's mainly because I didn't consider things thoroughly enough. I should have discussed it with everyone directly."

“Xiang Wen thinks the current economic situation might be going downhill, and buying a house now might be a bad deal… Mengyao, you and Nuoya aren’t really into these things, so you might not like hearing this.” Su Mengli sighed, quietly tugged at her sister’s clothes, and then smoothed things over by saying, “It’s not a big deal. Xiang Wen just didn’t want to disappoint everyone, so he confirmed his intentions with me first. He also said that if he thought it was suitable, he would discuss it with everyone again tomorrow.”

"I know, sis." Su Mengyao muttered softly, "I was wrong, I apologized to Xiang Wen and Nuoya, didn't I?"

Yan Nuoya realized that she might have been a little careless with her words and that they might have sounded like something else to Mengyao, so she apologized softly, "I'm sorry, Mengyao, I didn't mean anything by it."

"Mmm." Su Mengyao nodded: "It's not Nuoya's problem, I was just overthinking it."

"Alright, alright," Mo Xiangwen said, "Let's continue our discussion."

Su Mengyao said, "I don't really understand, but since my sister has agreed, I'll agree too. After all, just like Sister Nuoya said, we need to consider Shishi, and we're also preparing to graduate."

"As for the economic downturn," Su Mengyao said somewhat hesitantly, "I don't think we'll lose much. As long as everyone's happy, that's all that matters."

Yan Nuoya nodded, "I think either is fine, Xiang Wen and you can make the decision."

Mo Xiangwen silently looked at Su Mengli and said softly, "I've already given you my opinion. So, Mengli, what's your take?"

Su Mengli's vision went black, and she sighed inwardly, "Just as I thought."

No wonder Mo Xiangwen consulted her first; discussing it with these two would have been pointless.

Shishi, needless to say, she would only be more outrageous than the other two.

However, she had originally agreed to it, so there was no need to embarrass her foolish sister.

“It’s okay, we won’t lose too much.” Su Mengli thought for a moment and said with a smile, “I remember that Dad knows some real estate developers. We can try to have Dad ask them. With his connections, he should be able to get a price much lower than outside.”

“Yes, yes, it’s okay to lose a little money.” Su Mengyao nodded repeatedly: “Even if we don’t have enough money, my sister and I have a lot of pocket money. If all else fails, I’ll ask Dad for some.”

The woman sells her father's land without a second thought, right?

It's fine to use your own pocket money, but why are you thinking of ripping off your dad?

Su Mengli sighed and rolled her eyes at her younger sister.

Su Mengyao noticed her sister's gaze and guiltily looked away.

"The money situation is fine." Mo Xiangwen shook his head: "I made some money from the investment. Although the funds are not particularly abundant, it is not a problem to buy a house in a more remote area. Moreover, I plan to cooperate with Uncle Su to contact my friends' manufacturers to make some products, which should also be an income."

He paused for a moment, then looked at Su Mengli: "Mengli, although I initially planned to ask Uncle Su if he could help, it wouldn't be good for him to owe me a favor because of this. So you should ask Uncle Su first and then we can consider the rest."

Upon hearing this, Su Mengli shook her head: "It's just a friendly price, so there's no question of owing anyone a favor. However, I understand your concerns, and I'll ask my father about it."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Mo Xiangwen smiled and said, "Ideally, there should be five rooms, and the living room should be big enough to accommodate the computer desks and chairs in our studio. Renting or buying is fine too."

"As for any other requests," Mo Xiangwen glanced at the three of them and said, "you can bring them up now, or we can discuss them later when you're ready."

"I don't have any opinion." Yan Nuoya shook her head, seemingly completely unconcerned: "These things are fine no matter what."

Su Mengyao's eyes darted around, and she chuckled, "Then I'll think about it some more."

“Okay.” Mo Xiangwen nodded: “Then you can tell Mengli directly if you have any ideas. After all, you are sisters, and I don’t have any other requirements.”

Su Mengli said, "It's not easy to find a room with five rooms. We might need to look for a large apartment or a villa. I'll ask my dad to help me inquire first."

Mo Xiangwen was not surprised and nodded slightly: "Well, then I'll leave it to you."

Chapter 227 Bad Things

At seven o'clock in the morning, Su Mengyao gently pushed open the door to Mo Xiangwen's bedroom.

The curtains were drawn, the room was dimly lit, and the air conditioner was still blowing cold air out.

She glanced inside and saw Mo Xiangwen lying on the bed, fast asleep, his breathing long and even, clearly a sound sleep.

Looking at him sleeping soundly, Su Mengyao tilted her head in confusion.

They didn't stay up late playing games together last night. I don't know if he secretly worked overtime or played games on his own, and didn't rest until late at night.

But today was the day we had arranged to visit Shishi at the hospital together, and given how much Xiang Wen values ​​Shishi, there's no way he would forget about it.

Although seven o'clock is still relatively early for the weekend, he should be waking up soon.

She tiptoed to the bedside, and using the dim light filtering through the crack in the door, looked at Mo Xiangwen's peaceful sleeping face and poked him a few times.

But Mo Xiangwen still didn't react.

When he's asleep, his usually gentle and reliable face reveals an unusual sense of complete vulnerability.

As Su Mengyao watched, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, forming a sly smile, and a mischievous thought popped into her head.

This is a perfect opportunity to get revenge on that womanizer.

Through the thin blanket, her little hands wandered restlessly, and it took her a while to find a spot that was probably her thigh.

"Hmm, this should be about right..." she muttered softly, carefully avoiding the soft area, which was probably her abdomen.

Then, she nimbly climbed onto the bed, adjusted her position, and half-sitting, half-kneeling, pressed herself against his thigh. Then, with a malicious smile, she reached out and pinched his nose.

Mo Xiangwen, who was deep in sleep, suddenly felt a strange pressure, as if he had sunk into a nightmare underwater, and his breathing became difficult.

He was jolted awake from his sleep, his mind not yet fully clear, and the first thing he felt was a noticeable weight in his lower body.

Sleep paralysis?

He struggled to open his eyes, and his blurry vision gradually focused.

There was neither the monster from his nightmare nor the heavy boulder before him, but a charming and beautiful young girl with a cascading black hair, smiling mischievously at him.

Mo Xiangwen composed himself and almost instantly recognized who the audacious girl sitting on him was.

"Finally awake?" Su Mengyao let go of her hand and greeted her with a smile, "Good morning, lazy pig."

It's not Bai Shishi, it's Su Mengyao.

"Good morning, Mengyao." Mo Xiangwen's voice was still hoarse from just waking up. He looked at Su Mengyao with a hint of helplessness: "Sometimes I also find it strange, Miss Mengyao, why don't you consider waking me up in a more normal way?"

“Because when I wake you up normally, I never leave an impression on you, so you don’t remember.” Su Mengyao blinked, then suddenly thought of something and asked with a hint of doubt, “Speaking of which, you seem to have never mistaken me or my sister for each other.”

Mo Xiangwen sighed and tried to move his leg that was pinned down: "You and Mengli have quite different personalities. For example, Mengli would never do something like sitting on me like this first thing in the morning."

"I came to wake you up out of kindness!" Su Mengyao said matter-of-factly, deliberately leaning down a little. "Don't forget, we're going to the hospital to see Shishi today!"

"Okay, okay, I understand." Mo Xiangwen groaned under her weight, his tone carrying a hint of warning: "But Miss Mengyao, if you don't get up soon, you're going to experience what it means for a soft seat to turn into a hard seat."

Su Mengyao was taken aback, and for a moment she did not fully understand the meaning behind his words.

But at this moment, a beautiful girl straddled him in such an impactful position. Today, Mengyao was wearing a nightgown, the hem of which was slightly raised, revealing her fair thighs right in front of him.

The normal morning reaction combined with this visual shock made Mo Xiangwen feel a surge of blood rushing to his head.

Su Mengyao noticed where his gaze lingered, and a slight blush rose to her cheeks. Instead of backing down immediately, she provocatively said, "How about it? Want to touch it? If it were you, I'd let you touch it a little, okay?"

Good grief, you dare to joke with him like that? Don't you know he's a hot-blooded young man?

Mo Xiangwen found her counterattack somewhat amusing and didn't hold back in his retort.

How could he refuse something that's been offered to him so readily? That's underestimating him.

With that thought in mind, he reached out his hand without hesitation. The delicate touch immediately came from his palm, and he subconsciously squeezed it a little harder.