Chapter 57 Something happened?
Under the warm yellow light of the wall lamp, Yiluo tilted her little face up, her big, grape-like eyes blinking.
"I'm not hungry anymore."
"Eat some more, your brother just cooked it." Mo Ziyuan looked down at her, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the porcelain bowl.
"Ah, Brother Ziyuan, you can cook even in your dreams."
Upon hearing this, Mo Ziyuan smiled gently, and Lin Yiluo thought Mo Ziyuan's smile was exceptionally beautiful.
"Yes, I cooked it for you in my dream. I was worried you might be hungry, so can we eat a little less?"
"Oh well."
Lin Yiluo leaned against the man's chest, while Mo Ziyuan held a bowl in one hand and placed the other hand on the girl's stomach.
"I'll feed you."
"Uh-huh."
After drinking about half a bowl, Yi Luo wanted more, but Mo Ziyuan refused.
"You can't drink so much, you need to sleep, you'll feel unwell."
"Can I go to sleep now?" She was still quite sleepy.
"good."
Yi Luo closed her eyes immediately. The man gently moved a pillow for her, and after what seemed like a short while, Mo Ziyuan woke her up again.
The girl looked at the person in front of her and asked him very sincerely.
"Brother Ziyuan, why are you here again?"
Mo Ziyuan placed the water glass near her lips.
"Rinse your mouth before going to sleep."
"good."
After rinsing her mouth, Lin Yiluo closed her eyes again, and the man's voice rang in her ears once more.
"Lie down and get some sleep."
The girl ignored him, but her body obeyed, and she slowly and carefully moved herself into bed.
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The next morning, the morning light slanted into the dining room, gilding the white porcelain bowls on the solid wood dining table with gold rims.
Lin Yiluo and Mo Ziyuan were eating breakfast.
"Have another bite."
"I'm stuffed."
"You only ate a little bit, how can you be full?"
"Brother Ziyuan, I dreamt about you last night."
"What did you dream about?"
"I dreamt that you fed me, so I'm not hungry now."
Mo Ziyuan: "..."
Lin Yi'an rubbed his messy hair as he went downstairs.
Where is Jing Sheng?
Not only Mo Ziyuan, but even Lin Yiluo became puzzled.
"No way, I had a fever last night, and you didn't even call Jing Sheng to come over and check on me this morning."
Mo Ziyuan: ... He really didn't call her. He was only thinking about getting Yi Luo to eat more food this morning. He had long forgotten about Lin Yi'an, but he could only say so for the sake of the future.
"It's been called; it should be on its way."
Lin Yi'an had no doubts about him at all, and when he heard him call out, he didn't ask any more questions.
"You watch Yiluo eat, I'm going to take care of something."
"good."
………
As soon as Mo Ziyuan entered the study, he called Shi Jingsheng.
"what!"
The person on the other end of the phone was clearly still half asleep.
"Come quickly, something has happened to Yi'an."
These words startled Shi Jingsheng so much that he sat up abruptly.
"Something happened? What's wrong with him?"
"Hurry up and come."
"Beep beep." Before Shi Jingsheng could ask any more questions, the call was already disconnected.
The man startled the Shi family's housekeeper when he came downstairs.
"Young Master, why are you in such a hurry? You haven't eaten yet."
"I'm not eating anymore, I'll go eat at Ziyuan's place."
The old master of the Shi family slowly walked out from the side.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
The housekeeper quickly went to help him up.
"Young Master must have gone to the Mo family to find those two."
The old man said with a smile.
"Who else can wake him up so early in the morning? He's always running around and playing like a little kid."
"Grandpa, the young master didn't go out to play. Look how outstanding he is, who wouldn't envy him..."
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Shi Jingsheng was in a great hurry the whole way, and you could hear him calling Lin Yi'an's name from outside the living room.
He randomly pulled one of the servants aside and asked.
"What about Yi'an? How is he?"
The maid, seeing how anxious he was, still didn't understand what had happened.
"Young Master is in the living room."
"Yi'an~"
Lin Yi'an saw that he was still out of breath when he came in.
What's your rush?
"How are you?"
The man pulled him along to check on him, and only felt relieved after confirming that Lin Yi'an was alright.
"What's your rush?"
Shi Jingsheng slapped him across the face.
"Are you alright? Ziyuan told me you were in trouble, so I rushed over."
"I just have a fever, but how fast did you get here? You're so late."
Shi Jingsheng didn't care about his complaints about arriving late, since he always complained about being late.
"Alright, sit there and let me take a look."
Mo Ziyuan went downstairs and saw Shi Jingsheng. He opened the door and was surprised that Shi Jingsheng had arrived so quickly.
"They're here."
Shi Jingsheng looked at Mo Ziyuan with great dissatisfaction.
"I thought it was something serious, it's just a fever, and you're scaring me like this."
As the group was arguing, Lin Yiluo suddenly stood on tiptoe and placed her small hand on Lin Yi'an's forehead.
"Is my brother feeling unwell?"
Yi-an was so moved that his heart melted.
He said, rubbing the girl's head.
"Brother is not in pain, brother is alright."
Shi Jingsheng was also moved as he watched from the side. He really, really wanted a younger sister. Why could Mo Ziyuan raise Yi Luo but he couldn't? Thinking of this, he glared at Lin Yi'an resentfully.
"Sit down, let me take your pulse."
The man's hand rested on Lin Yi'an's pulse, and Lin Yiluo, seemingly out of nowhere, handed Lin Yi'an a glass of water to drink.
The man taking Lin Yi'an's pulse grew even more resentful. He looked at Lin Yi'an and thought, "Lin Yi'an isn't anything special, so why is his sister so cute and lovable?"
Lin Yi'an felt a little scared when he saw him staring at him like that. Could something really be wrong with his body? He hadn't had a fever in a long time. Could it be that he had a fever because of something wrong with his body? What about his sister?
He turned around and looked at his little sister who was blinking her big eyes. No, his sister was still young and needed his care. But if something really happened to him, he would leave Yi Luo in Zi Yuan's care and have Jing Sheng move in too. That way, the two of them could both make the most of their abilities to take good care of Yi Luo.
In just a few seconds, Lin Yi'an had already made arrangements for his funeral.
Mo Ziyuan looked at the two people in front of him as if they were fools.
"How is he?"
Shi Jingsheng snapped out of his daze and looked at Mo Ziyuan.
"He's fine, just a common fever, some medicine will do the trick."
Lin Yi'an breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then why are you staring at me like that? I thought something bad was going to happen to me."
"I don't think you're up to it. You're overthinking it."
Lin Yi'an: "Alright, show them to them."
Shi Jingsheng looked at the doll-like girl in front of him.
“Baby Ilo reaches out her hand.”
Ilo obediently extended her hand.
"Um……"
Lin Yi-an: "What's wrong? Tell me, don't scare me."
"It's nothing serious, it just needs some yin and yang balance."
Lin Yiluo didn't understand, but she still listened obediently.
Lin Yi-an: "What do you mean?"
Shi Jingsheng: "Are you an idiot? Think about it."
Mo Ziyuan also reached out his hand.
"Look at mine."
After a while.
Shi Jingsheng spoke up.
“You’re fine too, you’re healthy, it’s just that sometimes you can’t hold it in for too long, you can…” the man said, glancing at Lin Yi’an.
"Let's get some nourishment from Yiluo."
Now Lin Yi'an understood, and he suppressed his temper as he spoke to the girl.
"Yiluo, go back to your room. I want to chat with your brothers."
"good."
After the girl was out of sight, Lin Yi'an smiled at Shi Jingsheng.
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