Mo Yanyu opened the bag he had just brought in without saying a word, took out her favorite mango mousse, and placed it beside her.

Instead of answering the question, she replied, "Eat something first. I went out to buy it specifically."

Mo Qing shook her head with great resolve, her expression unwavering. "No."

Unless he lets her see Ji Muhan.

"Really don't want to? You've been in the mountains for several days, you probably haven't eaten or slept well. Eat something and get a good night's sleep." Mo Yanyu stroked her soft hair. "When you wake up, your brother will take you home."

Mo Qing wasn't buying it. She turned her head to the side and said, "I won't eat, and I won't go home. If you won't let me see Ji Muhan, I'll go on a hunger strike."

However, before Mo Qing could finish her next sentence, Mo Yanyu threw the cake in her hand into the trash can.

He casually tossed the cake in from half a meter away, and after confirming it was in place, he found it had gone in.

Mo Qing, “…” So annoyed.

"He's already gone," Mo Yanyu stated calmly and composedly.

"Huh?" Mo Qing was taken aback.

“He had already left when I came in. The military should have sent a helicopter to pick him up by now.” Mo Yanyu knew what the girl was thinking.

Her eyes must be so perceptive that anyone can read her mind with just a glance.

Without a second thought, Mo Qing immediately opened the door and rushed out.

Qiao Qian'an was originally waiting in the corridor outside. He saw her rush out in a hurry. He couldn't see her face and wondered if she had quarreled with Mo Yanyu and her brother.

They tried to chase after him, but were stopped.

"Let her go," Mo Yanyu's calm voice came from behind.

"Did you two have a fight?" Qiao Qian'an was a little anxious, and his words were naturally a bit harsh. "Mo Mo has always had a temper. You're her brother, why can't you give in to her?"

"..." Mo Yanyu looked at him with slight surprise.

To be honest, when Mo Yanyu said that he should "give way to Mo Qing," he found it hard to believe.

For a moment, he even thought there was something wrong with his ears.

But he knew it wasn't true; the worry and anxiety on Qiao Qian'an's face were too obvious.

"Don't worry, she'll be back in a little while." Mo Yanyu didn't need to delve into the matter further.

Because Qiao Qian'an easily loses his composure when it comes to his own pampered son, after all these years, how could he not see the hidden meaning in his eyes?

He knew that Qiao Qian'an had suddenly entered the entertainment industry three years ago entirely because of what he had said back then, but he also had to admit that he had deep feelings for Ya Tou. In just three years, he became a top music producer, not only gaining a foothold in the entertainment industry but also standing at the top of the pyramid.

“She just got into trouble. If she runs away and gets targeted again, can’t you talk to her properly about anything?”

When Qiao Qian'an saw Mo Qing rush out alone, and Mo Yanyu wouldn't let him chase after her, he became even more certain that the two had quarreled.

“I need to remember that I’m not the one who makes her angry every time.” Mo Yanyu gave him a meaningful look, then calmly reminded him, “Qiao Qian’an, you’ve lost your composure today.”

He's not usually such an impulsive person...

Upon hearing this, Qiao Qian'an coughed awkwardly, clearly realizing his lapse in behavior.

No wonder Mo Yanyu's eyes looked so strange just now.

Mo Yanyu glanced at him calmly, her expression composed. "I'll say it again: as long as you can win her heart and have enough power to protect her for the rest of your life, I won't interfere."

After all, compared to the more dangerous Ji Muhan, his heart was more inclined to favor him.

Mo Yanyu's eyes turned slightly cold, and her voice suddenly became clear and indifferent, "However, if you hurt her even a little bit, I won't care whether it was unintentional or intentional."

He was willing to let him take a gamble, but only because he had watched Qiao Qian'an grow up over the years, and his feelings for his sister touched him slightly…

Qiao Qian'an pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, his eyes flashing with turbulent emotions, but he remained silent.

He understood the warning in Mo Yanyu's words.

Mo Yanyu left those words behind and, without waiting for a reply, calmly walked back to her room.

Qiao Qian'an was left standing there alone, his heart filled with complex and ever-changing emotions.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy; please do not reproduce it!