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“It doesn’t hurt, not in the slightest,” Mo Qishen said, with an indifferent expression on his face.

Ni Yang asked, “Does it really not hurt? Do you need to stop the bleeding? Or perhaps relieve the poison?”

“No need, no need,” Mo Qishen nonchalantly said, “Let’s go, our mom is already waiting for us downstairs.”

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Ni Yang was still slightly worried.

“I’m really alright.”

Mo Qishen held on to Ni Yang’s wrist and guided her downstairs.

Downstairs in the restaurant, everyone was gathered.

Madam Mo’s eyes, expressionless and still, travelled back and forth between the two before settling on Mo Qishen’s lips, a smile hidden in her gaze.

Mo Hudie curiously asked, “Little Uncle, what happened to your mouth?”

Hearing this, everyone looked towards Mo Qishen.

Mo Baichuan’s face darkened immediately.

Was Ni Yang purposely provoking him?

She was absolutely out of line!

Mo Qishen explained, “I accidentally bumped into the wall when coming downstairs.”

This explanation was worse than offering none.

Could you hurt yourself this severely from just bumping into a wall?

It was more like he was trying to cover up the fact.

Mo Hudie, still an innocent child, nodded and said, “Ooh, you need to be careful next time, Little Uncle.”

Ni Yang’s face turned slightly red as she silently sipped her juice.

Mo Qishen peeled some crab meat and placed it into Ni Yang’s bowl.

“Yangyang, would you like to dip it in vinegar?”

“Just a little.”

Midway through the meal, Ni Yang excused herself to go to the bathroom.

Just after she left, Mo Baichuan immediately followed suit.

Ni Yang had just left the restroom when she found her path obstructed by a tall figure.

Ni Yang, uninterested in dealing with him, planned to walk around him, but Mo Baichuan blocked her again.

“A good dog does not block the way,” Ni Yang said with a slight frown.

“Ni Yang! Just what are you trying to do?”

“Are you out of your mind?”

Mo Baichuan then said, “I want you to leave my sixth uncle immediately.”

Ni Yang responded, speechless, “Mo Baichuan, is that how you speak to your future sixth aunt?”

Mo Baichuan replied, “Ni Yang, you have successfully gotten my attention!”

Ni Yang hadn’t expected that even up till now, Mo Baichuan would still think she was playing hard to get.

She had already explained everything clearly; she didn’t know where Mo Baichuan’s sense of superiority came from…

“Move aside,” Ni Yang said, tired of dealing with him.

“Ni Yang!” Mo Baichuan reached out to stop her.

Ni Yang quickly used a grappling technique to throw Mo Baichuan to the ground, and said from a higher position, “Mo Baichuan, just how many times do I have to tell you, I have no interest in you! When will you get that through your head?!”

Mo Baichuan looked at Ni Yang, a complex emotion silently brewing in his eyes.

Ni Yang, was she faking it?

At this moment, Mo Baichuan began to feel unsure.

Ni Yang turned around and headed back to the restaurant.

Back at the table.

Madam Mo and Sir Mo enthusiastically picked food for Ni Yang.

But Mo Qishen was unusually quiet.

This was indeed abnormal.

“Big brother Mo, what’s wrong?” Under the table, Ni Yang gently tickled Mo Qishen’s palm with her pinky.

Mo Qishen picked up a dish of vinegar from the table, downing it all in one go before looking at Ni Yang with a wronged expression, “Yangyang, I’m jealous.”

Ni Yang had just left, and Mo Baichuan followed suit.

Considering Mo Baichuan’s unusual behaviour today.

It was hard not to let Mo Qishen overthink.

Ni Yang softly laughed, “Big Brother Mo, don’t worry, I’ll be able to explain everything clearly.”

Mo Qishen firmly held Ni Yang’s hand.

The interaction between the two was all witnessed by Mo Baichuan, whose face turned even more unsightly.

He willingly reached out to pick a dish for Li Xianxian.

Li Xianxian had been having a tough time today at the Mo Family.

Madam Mo and Sir Mo had completely ignored her at the dinner table, continuously making small talk with Ni Yang.

But she was comforted by Mo Baichuan’s act.

His initiative in serving her food signified that he cared for her.

After the meal, Mo Qishen escorted Ni Yang home.

Ni Yang sat on the crossbar, leaning against Mo Qishen, as she explained how she became acquainted with Mo Baichuan.

Ni Yang detailed everything, and Mo Qishen listened attentively.

“So you’re telling me that you met Mo Baichuan before you met me?” Mo Qishen didn’t add ‘nephew’ when referring to Mo Baichuan, his face looking unpleasant.

It would be a lie to say that he wasn’t jealous.

How could he not be jealous?

He had never liked someone this much before.

“What’s the point of meeting someone earlier?” Ni Yang said with a smile, “I knew Er Mazi from our village when we were still running around bare-bottomed!”