Actually, Mo Xiaoqing didn't intentionally call Mo Tingqi over just now. He kept asking her where she was, so she honestly answered his questions.
Then he insisted on coming over…
On the way back, Mo Xiaoqing rode in Mo Tingqi's car. Qiao Qian'an had driven there anyway, so he didn't go with them.
Yes, she did go home. Mo Tingqi saw that she looked rather weak, so he didn't take her to school.
Mo Tingqi intended to help her while she was eating, but Mo Xiaoqing wouldn't allow it.
Why did she ask Mo Tingqi to help her?
There wasn't a big problem to begin with, but those two made it sound like I had cancer and was about to die.
Mo Tingqi felt helpless and powerless against her stubbornness. The little girl used to be a delicate and willful person, and she still is now. Back then, she always liked to follow behind them and call them "brother," hoping that they would do everything for her.
But after she went to university, all her habits seemed to change. He didn't like it. He preferred to do things on his own, even things she couldn't do.
Just like now, even though she still looks so weak and pale, she stubbornly refuses to let me help her!
In fact, Mo Xiaoqing was not as weak as the two of them imagined; it was just that her brothers genuinely liked to treat her like a fragile porcelain doll.
She only got out of the car a little slower than usual; she didn't actually need anyone's help.
With his hands in his pockets, Mo Tingqi exuded a noble and elegant air, like a deity standing on a cloud, looking down upon the world.
It is something to be longed for.
Mo Xiaoqing still quite enjoyed looking at her brothers' appearances, and sometimes she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.
How could she not feel proud that her brothers are good-looking and outstanding?
"Third Brother, I'm fine now, you can go back now!"
He came here to check on his physical condition.
Now that I'm sure I'm alright, why waste time on her? My third brother is usually looking after the bar at this time of day.
Mo Tingqi curled his lips slightly, gave a faint "hmm," and said to her without any change in expression, "You go first, I'll watch you leave."
Although the alley was brightly lit, Mo Tingqi was still a little uneasy and wanted to see her go in before leaving.
Mo Xiaoqing knew her third brother meant well, so she nodded and turned to go home.
Then he called out to her again, "Momo."
Mo Xiaoqing didn't turn her whole body around, but just turned her head back and looked at him with some confusion.
"If you feel unwell again in the future, remember to call me. Don't try to tough it out on your own anymore, okay?"
Unbeknownst to Mo Xiaoqing, Mo Tingqi's heart tightened instantly when she suddenly turned around, and he almost bit off his tongue in nervousness.
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiaoqing smiled, her eyes crinkling and revealing two pretty dimples at the corners of her mouth. "Okay."
As soon as Mo Xiaoqing entered the room, she called out, "Aunt Zhang,"
Zhang Ma, who was cleaning, was momentarily dazed when she heard Mo Xiaoqing's voice, and almost thought she was hallucinating.
Stepping into the lobby and seeing Mo Xiaoqing's familiar face, she realized she hadn't been imagining things. With a beaming smile, she asked in a kind tone, "Mo Mo's back?"
Mo Xiaoqing took off her shoes on the steps at the entrance, too lazy to put them back on, and walked in barefoot in slippers, collapsing onto the sofa. "Well, I had some things to do today, so I came back to stay for the night."
Seeing Mo Xiaoqing's expression, Zhang Ma couldn't help but smile.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"not yet."
"!"
Aunt Zhang immediately glanced at the digital clock on the wall. "It's almost eight o'clock, why haven't we eaten yet!"
"Yeah, I was busy with something, so I didn't eat."
"You must be starving. I'll go make you something right now."
Mo Xiaoqing immediately sat up from the sofa and nodded vigorously.
Of course she was starving. Her stomach had been growling in the car, but her third brother seemed to have something on his mind, so she didn't want to bother him.
The doctor put the prescribed medicine in her backpack for her. It seemed that the doctor said to take it again after eating.
She glanced at it quickly earlier; it seemed to be a prescription for two days' worth of medication.
Mo Xiaoqing slumped onto the sofa listlessly, then seemed to bump into something. She touched it and realized it was the remote control. She lazily pulled the remote control out from under her and turned on the TV.
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