[Sister Sang, calling you, Sister Sang! Something strange is eyeing your man!]

Mo Yuan put down his water glass, stood up, and took a step back. "Mrs. Chen, I should go to class now."

He stood up, met the woman's somewhat displeased gaze, and smiled slightly.

"Mrs. Chen, there's plenty of time. I don't want to be exposed one day."

The woman's smile deepened.

"You're right, it was me, I was too impatient."

As Mo Yuan walked to the living room door, he saw Bai Sang running towards him.

"Madam, the young master has a fever and probably can't move around today."

The woman's face immediately turned cold.

"Can't be moved?"

“How can the descendants of the Chen family be so delicate? As long as he doesn’t die, let him get up and go to class.”

She snorted coldly and looked at Bai Sang, "You shameless slut, are you helping him lie to me?"

Bai Sang immediately showed an expression of fear and trepidation.

"Madam, how could that be? I am truly devoted to you."

Mo Yuan felt inexplicably displeased looking at Bai Sang's expression.

“Mrs. Chen, I think you should rest when you're sick. If some things get out, it will have a bad impact.”

Mrs. Chen thought for a moment and nodded.

"Alright, then rest for a bit. Would you like to stay for dinner, Teacher Mo?"

Mo Yuan smiled faintly and nodded slightly.

"Mrs. Chen, there's plenty of time in the future."

The woman sighed, "Alright then, Xiaobai, you see Teacher Mo off for me."

Bai Sang and Mo Yuan walked out of the living room together, all the way to the manor gate.

"There is ample time?"

Bai Sang smiled as she looked at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan scratched his chin with his index finger. "If I were just being hypocritical, would you believe me?"

Bai Sang shrugged. "I believe you. Why wouldn't I?"

"But can you leave this manor? Where are you going?"

Mo Yuan walked to the door and looked at the invisible barrier in front of him.

He turned his head and leaned down to Bai Sang's ear.

"It's obvious I can't get out."

"Or, shall I go to your room?"