In the evening, the Mo family residence.

Mo Tinglan rushed in with overwhelming momentum.

"Mo Tingye! You heartless! You didn't answer the phone when I called you, right?"

Mo Tinglan stood in the hall and looked around, seeing everyone in the restaurant looking at her in various strange postures.

Especially Ruan Xia, who didn't even take the mouthful of food he put to his mouth.

This sister Mo Tingye is really like a firecracker.

You know she's going to explode, but you never know when or where she's going to explode.

Ruan Xia even wondered if Mo Tinglan was thinking about when he should explode when he had nothing to do.

"Tingye hasn't come back yet, so we haven't had dinner yet. Let's have some together."

Mo Tinglan felt much more comfortable when he saw Ruan Xia.

She pulled up a chair at the dining table and sat down, breathing heavily.

"This brat! I called him several times but didn't answer the phone! I'm really going to be pissed off by him!"

Ruan Xia picked up her mobile phone and said while rummaging through it.

"Maybe we're in a meeting, I'll give it a try."

She dialed out without any burden. The phone rang once and was answered.

"Ruan Xia, what's wrong?"

Mo Tinglan grabbed the phone and shouted loudly, “You heartless little bastard! You married a wife and forgot about your sister! I dare not answer your phone..."

Before he finished speaking, he was already hung up on.

Ruan Xia looked embarrassed.

What does it mean to marry a new wife and forget about your sister?

Mo Tinglan's anger didn't come out, and he blushed and had a thick neck.

"Okay, don't be angry, tell me what happened."

Mo Tinglan calmed down a lot.

"That's right. Why should I look for him? I should look for you."

"It's too late to explain. Come with me!"

Mo Tinglan was impatient and didn't even give her a chance to change clothes.

Ruan Xia just wore a pink pajamas with cartoon patterns, pulled on a pair of slippers, and got into Mo Tinglan's red supercar.

The strong wind blew her hair into a slicked back.

Fortunately, such a difficult journey didn't last long. After arriving at the Mo family's old house, Mo Tinglan parked the car at the door and told Ruan Xia.

"You can tell me that I have bad luck in love. I have never met the right person. It is not my intention not to get married."

"I don't know what's wrong with my dad lately. He sighs when he wakes up every morning. If he had scolded me a few times before, I would have felt better. If I asked him, he wouldn't say anything."

"I really can't see the old man being depressed all day long, so I just wanted Tingye to come home and stay for two days. Who knew this brat was avoiding me!"

Ruan Xia almost didn't laugh out loud.

He knew a little bit about Mo Tingye hiding from his sister.

It is said that his sister asked him to introduce a few blind dates, and Mo Tingye actually introduced a few friends in the industry at the beginning.

As a result, Mo Tinglan fell in love with five people in one week.

Even Mo Tingye couldn't handle this speed and efficiency.

Ruan Xia understood his situation very well.

"Let's do this. I'll stay at home for two days and observe my uncle's condition. I know a little bit about medicine. I can cure any minor problems."

Ruan Xia thought to herself that as people get older, they usually suffer from minor problems such as insomnia, dreaminess, and palpitations.

There are ways to treat these.

What is difficult to treat is heart disease.

Ruan Xia followed Mo Tinglan to the house and saw Mo Songqing eating.

Mo Tinglan walked over and greeted happily.

"Dad, look who's coming!"

When Mo Songqing turned around, he saw huge dark circles hanging on his cheeks, which made people feel heartbroken.

It was obvious that he hadn't slept well for a long time.

Ruan Xia immediately showed a bright smile.

"Uncle Mo, I'm here to trouble you again. Please take me in for a few days."

Mo Songqing stood up immediately and saw Ruan Xia wearing slippers and pajamas, her hair disheveled, as if she had experienced something.

"Oh, what's going on? Did you have a quarrel with that boy Ting Ye! This bastard, wait until he comes back and I will take care of him!"

Ruan Xia didn't think of a good reason at first, but when she heard Mo Songqing say this, she had to raise her arms and cover half of her face, pretending to cry.

I accidentally caught a glimpse of Mo Tinglan standing behind his father and giving a thumbs up.

"Uncle, I really don't want to go back. Please let me stay with you for a few days."

Mo Songqing quickly pulled Ruan Xia to sit down.

"Quickly, give Master Ruan a bowl of hot soup. Also, clean up the young master's room and throw out his messy things! Decorate it for Master Ruan."

Ruan Xia thought, Huh? No, is this his biological father?

This huge Mo old house probably has ten bedrooms, if not twenty, so I wouldn’t give her Mo Tingye’s room!

Is Uncle Mo trying to drive his own son out?

"Uncle, I can just stay in the guest bedroom. I..."

Mo Songqing personally handed the soup bowl to Ruan Xia's hand.

"You are the guest bedroom of my Mo family. Tingye's room is just right for you."

After saying that, Ruan Xia saw Mo Tinglan holding back a smile at the side, holding chopsticks in his hand and shaking, unable to stop at all.

Okay, okay, I treat you as my sister, and you treat me as cannon fodder!

Ruan Xia endured this sigh.

During the meal, she had been carefully observing Mo Songqing's eating.

It was found that his food intake was not large and not greasy, and he had some loss of appetite.

So after dinner, Ruan Xia discussed with the housekeeper about adding some food supplements to breakfast and also listed some combinations.

After dinner, Ruan Xia watched TV with Mo Songqing when Mo Tingye called.

How could Ruan Xia accept it in front of Uncle Mo? The quarrel would be self-defeating.

She couldn't stay any longer.

Ruan Xia quietly edited the message.

Ruan Xia: [What’s the matter? 】

Mo Tingye: [Go back later tonight. 】

Ruan Xia: [Okay]

This guy hadn't realized he wasn't home yet.

Mo Tingye would be like this occasionally. He would not care much when he was busy, but he would tell her that she would not go home or come home late.

It's almost become a habit.

I saw on TV that at ten o'clock in the evening, Mo Songqing had a tired face.

"Ruan Xia, I'm going to rest. You two should go to bed early."

Mo Tinglan said "hmm" while painting her nails.

Ruan Xia stood up and held Mo Songqing's arms with both hands.

"Uncle, let me help you go up. Your waist may be stiff after sitting for so long."

Mo Songqing laughed twice.

"Indeed, my old bones are no longer of use."

Ruan Xia quickly answered, “You have a strong body and are stronger than ordinary young people. You will definitely live a long life."

Ruan Xia was not bragging out of thin air, her hand was pretending to be accidentally placed on Mo Songqing's pulse point.

Strangely enough, there is no symptom that Mo Tinglan mentioned.

It can be said that the physical condition is good.

There is only one possibility, thinking too much is a mental illness.

Heart disease requires a heart medicine doctor.

Ruan Xia sent Mo Songqing back to the room, looked at Mo Tinglan who was tasting wine and watching a movie on the sofa, picked up an orange from the fruit plate and threw it over.

"Hey, the case has been solved. It's not that I'm not feeling well, I'm still worried."

After saying that, he saw Mo Tinglan's expression blank.

"What can he have on his mind? Is he so worried?"

Ruan Xia pretended to answer seriously.

"How about you try marrying someone, maybe it will be fine..."

Mo Tinglan threw the orange back to Ruan Xia.

"You have learned so badly from my brother! You even tease me! You have changed, Ruan Xia!"