"Sis, I want to eat the braised pork from yesterday." Tang Jun looked at Tang Yue with puppy dog eyes, pleading, "Training is so tough, I need to eat meat."
The meal options in the motorcade included both meat and vegetables, but he still craved meat, especially Tang Yue’s braised pork.
Tang Yue glanced at him and said, "There isn’t any, Xiao Jun. Starting from tomorrow, I’ll be in Jing City during the day and will only come to the motorcade at night."
"What?" Tang Jun looked at Tang Yue, puzzled, and asked, "Sis, aren’t you here to take care of Brother Mo?"
"He’s doing fine with his leg; he doesn’t need me to take care of him." Tang Yue’s cheeks flushed as she brought up Mo Siyu, recalling the heart-racing kiss in Mo Siyu’s office the evening before.
To this moment, Tang Yue felt too shy to look at Mo Siyu.
"What are you going to do in the city?" Mo Siyu asked casually, his mood quite pleasant today, the corners of his mouth curving up joyfully, eyes sparkling with a clear smile.
"Mm, I’m going to do some business," Tang Yue explained cheerfully, adding, "Oh right, I bought some sour plums today. I’ll make sour plum soup for us to drink tomorrow morning."
"The doctor said you need to rest more. Since your leg hasn’t fully recovered, try not to act as if nothing is wrong," Tang Yue advised. After dinner, having briefly explained things to Tang Jun, she was pulled aside by Mo Siyu.
Tang Yue struggled free, quickly scanning her surroundings, and asked, "Mo Siyu, stop pulling and tugging at me, it’s not a good look. You’re Brother Mo, after all."
"You’re my girl; how could I not hold onto you?" Mo Siyu insisted on holding her hand.
Tang Yue rolled her eyes helplessly, finding that Mo Siyu, previously thought to be unapproachable and cold, was quite the shameless type once you got close to him.
Mo Siyu held her soft and tender hand, which was neither thin nor plump but just a bit fleshy. Raised with great care by Zhang Hualian and doted on by Tang Zhengde, she had barely done any housework, resulting in beautifully maintained and delicate hands.
Her hands were soft and silky smooth; they felt tiny inside his large grip. Mo Siyu asked, "Who are you doing business with?"
"It’s just..." Tang Yue hadn’t finished speaking when she heard someone calling her.
"Yueyue?" Qin Anyu looked at Tang Yue in surprise. She couldn’t believe her eyes as she saw Tang Yue and Mo Siyu holding hands and incredulously asked, "You’re not Mo Siyu’s girl, are you?"
"Sister An Yu? What are you doing here?" Tang Yue was also shocked, feeling that the world must be too small. No doubt Jing City was big, but to run into someone they just parted with during the day was a kind of fate in Tang Yue’s eyes.
Tang Yue struggled to release Mo Siyu’s hand. With others around, while Mo Siyu might not care about appearances, Tang Yue did.
"Yueyue, I came to see my brother," Qin Anyu said, circling excitedly around Tang Yue, "Had I known it was you, I would have come earlier."
"Cough." Tang Yue cleared her throat and glanced at Qin Anhao standing beside her, "When I heard your name before, I wanted to ask but thought it couldn’t be such a coincidence. Turns out, it really is."
Mo Siyu and Qin Anhao exchanged a look, both seemingly baffled as to when these two knew each other.
Tang Yue and Qin Anyu didn’t care about what they were thinking. Tang Yue explained, "Sister An Yu, I didn’t mean to withhold the address from you; I just couldn’t remember it well."
"It’s okay, it’s okay," Qin Anyu said nonchalantly, "I understand. Let’s go to the shop together tomorrow; coincidentally, I’m bringing a few clothes over tomorrow, and I’ll stay at the motorcade for a few days too."
"Uh..." Tang Yue looked towards Qin Anhao.
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