Ye Jiuliang’s nose twitched slightly, detecting a faint bitter and fishy scent.
That scent was...
Her gaze fell on the dicine bottle next to Mo Yuan’s hand, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.
"Mr. Mo, are you all right?"
Mo Yuan put away the dicine bottle, his complexion easing sowhat, "Just an old problem, nothing serious."
"May I take a look at that bottle of dicine?" Ye Jiuliang asked.
eting her candid gaze, Mo Yuan paused for a mont, then reached out to open a drawer and took out the dicine bottle again.
"Here."
Ye Jiuliang took the dicine bottle, unscrewed the cap, and sniffed it closely.
Her eyes darkened slightly, it really was Bancou Grass.
After screwing the cap back on, Ye Jiuliang placed the dicine bottle back on the table.
Mo Yuan looked at her with puzzled eyes, "Is there a problem?"
"Not at all." Ye Jiuliang smiled faintly, "dicine is a poison in itself, too much can eventually be bad for the body, it’s better to take less."
Hearing this, Mo Yuan nodded, his lips curving into a gentle smile.
"You two chat, I’ll be leaving first."
Li Mochan admonished, "Walk slowly, don’t run."
Ye Jiuliang responded indifferently with a hum.
Engrossed in assembling a model, Mo Chen hadn’t noticed soone enter.
It was only when he heard footsteps that he realized.
Looking up, it was Ye Jiuliang.
He smiled, "Sister Ajiu, co over here, I’ve already finished assembling half of it, take a look."
Ye Jiuliang sat down across from him, her eyes on the disorderly building blocks, and she couldn’t help but think of the dicine Mo Yuan had been taking.
She glanced at Mo Chen and casually brought it up, "Mo Chen, when I went to the study just now, I happened to see your dad taking dicine. Does he have a cold?"
"No," Mo Chen said as he searched for building blocks, speaking slowly, "My dad had suffered a very serious injury before, which caused so sequelae. He gets headaches from ti to ti, and that’s why he needs to take dicine."
Mo Yuan had suffered a very serious injury?
Ye Jiuliang frowned, "What kind of injury is so severe?"
Mo Chen shook his head, honestly saying, "I don’t know either. I only heard about my dad’s injury from my mom, I don’t know the details."
Ye Jiuliang furrowed her brows and dropped the subject without asking further.
...
As evening neared, the afterglow’s colors faded.
At the door, Mo Chen clung to Ye Jiuliang, wishing he could follow her.
"Sister Ajiu, when will you return to the capital?"
Ye Jiuliang said, "It’s hard to say."
At that, Mo Chen’s face showed disappointnt, "Then I might not see you for a long ti."
"I’m often in the States; co visit when you have a holiday—I’ll take you to fun places." Ye Jiuliang ssed up his hair with her hand, the corner of her lips curving into a faint smile.
"Really?" Mo Chen’s face lit up, "Can I co visit you?"
Ye Jiuliang nodded, stressing, "But let make it clear first, focus on your exams, no skipping classes, or else I won’t take you in."
"But you skip classes too," Mo Chen muttered softly.
"What was that?"
Mo Chen waved his hand, smiling ingratiatingly, "Nothing, nothing at all."
"Alright, I’m off." Ye Jiuliang tapped his shoulder with her fist lightly and turned to get into the car.
Li Mochan closed the car door and walked around to the other side to get in.
Watching the car grow smaller in the distance, Mo Chen sighed lightly and walked back to the living room, disheartened.
"Decided to co in, did you?" Noticing his return, Mo Yu, holding back anger, spoke with an undertone that was anything but warm.
"I thought you were going to leave with her."
Hearing her sarcastic words, Mo Chen frowned, pursed his lips, yet remained silent, and without saying a word, he walked towards the stairs.
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