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Xiao Meng Han felt the unease and self-blame from Mo Xiao Xi. He reached out his hand to caress her head and softly said: ”Yes, he will. He is just going to do something that will make his heart feel good.”

After walking around for a bit, he suddenly lost the pleasant feeling he had before.

After eating the dog meat, the mastiff would no longer try to take her away. But why did she feel so flustered?

She didn't know why she didn't dare to meet Xiao Menghan's gaze. He was always by her side, fulfilling all her requests. He didn't even blink as he looked at her. That gaze made her feel completely uncomfortable.

Inside the room, Sima Yun Shu was kneeling on the bed, mumbling to herself. She felt that she had let down the mastiff.

Originally, she was perfectly fine and had an awe-inspiring presence, but because of her words, she became the meat of a pot in a pot. As she breathed in the fragrance, Sima Yunshu felt as if there was a heavy choking feeling in her throat.

Although Xiao Menghan and the mute chef didn't blame her, Sima Yunshu still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

When she saw Sima Yunshu kneeling on the bed, she curiously followed behind her and knelt down as well. She whispered to Sima Yunshu, ”Yunshu, what are you doing?”

”I'm repenting. Let my heart calm down.”

Confession? However, she didn't ask any further. Instead, she followed him and knelt on the ground, devoutly whispering some words that Sima Yunshu couldn't understand.

As he spoke, his head gradually lowered until it hit the pillow. Soon, a soft snoring sound could be heard as he fell asleep.

Sima Yun Shu looked at him. This kind of person was also a happy person. There was no need to think too much about it, there was no need to think about his son who was not by his side.

However, when Sima Yunshu saw this kind of silence, she still felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

The door was ajar, so Xiao MengHan walked in with light footsteps. She glanced at Sima Yunshu, bent down, and picked up Mo Xiaoxiao before walking out.

Sima Yun Shu followed him for a few steps and said nervously, ”I'm sorry.”

Xiao Menghan didn't stop and only said one sentence to Sima Yunshu, ”Don't have a next time.”

Before she could finish her sentence in the room, Xiao Meng Han's figure had already disappeared outside the door. Each of her words contained a sense of majesty, no blame, no coldness.

Sima Yunshu choked with sobs. In the end, she didn't let her tears fall, she only turned her head to look outside.

The rain had stopped, and it was dusk. The gentle rays of the setting sun shone through the clouds, illuminating the quiet city below.

Sima Yun Shu's heart gradually calmed down. She knew that Xiao Meng Han had to forgive her. The only thing left was to apologize to the mute chef.

Xiao Meng Han didn't leave as he placed her on the bed. He lay down next to her, gently stroking her face.

She had lost weight. Although she ate meat and looked happy every day, she was still losing weight.

At night, he would still cry. He would call out his name, Xuan Peng's name, and his son's name.

Xiao Meng Han's heart shattered at the name of each and every one of these names. To Mo Xiaoxiao, these were all tribulations, tribulations that would take her life.

With a gentle hand, Xiao Meng Han covered Mo Xiao Lan with a blanket and knocked on Doctor Miao's door. He had something to discuss with him, and it was a message from Leng Sha regarding Miao Siqing and Mo Xiao Yan's illness.

For the time being, Miao Shiqing was not in danger. Leng Sha would rescue him at the right time, so he hoped that Xiao Menghan would not interfere in other matters.