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Xiao Meng Han felt the unease and self-blame from Mo Xiao Xi. He reached out his hand to caress her head and softly said: "Yes, he will. He is just going to do something that will make his heart feel good."

After walking around for a bit, he suddenly lost the pleasant feeling he had before.

After eating the dog meat, the mastiff would no longer try to take her away. But why did she feel so flustered?

She didn't know why she didn't dare to meet Xiao Menghan's gaze. He was always by her side, fulfilling all her requests. He didn't even blink as he looked at her. That gaze made her feel completely uncomfortable.

Inside the room, Sima Yun Shu was kneeling on the bed, mumbling to herself. She felt that she had let down the mastiff.

Originally, she was perfectly fine and had an awe-inspiring presence, but because of her words, she became the meat of a pot in a pot. As she breathed in the fragrance, Sima Yunshu felt as if there was a heavy choking feeling in her throat.

Although Xiao Menghan and the mute chef didn't blame her, Sima Yunshu still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

When she saw Sima Yunshu kneeling on the bed, she curiously followed behind her and knelt down as well. She whispered to Sima Yunshu, "Yunshu, what are you doing?"

"I'm repenting. Let my heart calm down."

Confession? However, she didn't ask any further. Instead, she followed him and knelt on the ground, devoutly whispering some words that Sima Yunshu couldn't understand.

As he spoke, his head gradually lowered until it hit the pillow. Soon, a soft snoring sound could be heard as he fell asleep.

Sima Yun Shu looked at him. This kind of person was also a happy person. There was no need to think too much about it, there was no need to think about his son who was not by his side.

However, when Sima Yunshu saw this kind of silence, she still felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

The door was ajar, so Xiao MengHan walked in with light footsteps. She glanced at Sima Yunshu, bent down, and picked up Mo Xiaoxiao before walking out.

Sima Yun Shu followed him for a few steps and said nervously, "I'm sorry."

Xiao Menghan didn't stop and only said one sentence to Sima Yunshu, "Don't have a next time."

Before she could finish her sentence in the room, Xiao Meng Han's figure had already disappeared outside the door. Each of her words contained a sense of majesty, no blame, no coldness.

Sima Yunshu choked with sobs. In the end, she didn't let her tears fall, she only turned her head to look outside.

The rain had stopped, and it was dusk. The gentle rays of the setting sun shone through the clouds, illuminating the quiet city below.

Sima Yun Shu's heart gradually calmed down. She knew that Xiao Meng Han had to forgive her. The only thing left was to apologize to the mute chef.

Xiao Meng Han didn't leave as he placed her on the bed. He lay down next to her, gently stroking her face.

She had lost weight. Although she ate meat and looked happy every day, she was still losing weight.

At night, he would still cry. He would call out his name, Xuan Peng's name, and his son's name.

Xiao Meng Han's heart shattered at the name of each and every one of these names. To Mo Xiaoxiao, these were all tribulations, tribulations that would take her life.

With a gentle hand, Xiao Meng Han covered Mo Xiao Lan with a blanket and knocked on Doctor Miao's door. He had something to discuss with him, and it was a message from Leng Sha regarding Miao Siqing and Mo Xiao Yan's illness.

For the time being, Miao Shiqing was not in danger. Leng Sha would rescue him at the right time, so he hoped that Xiao Menghan would not interfere in other matters.

As for Xiao Yu, Han Yong had already expanded his search circle. However, he was surprised to find that he hadn't been able to find him.

Xiao Meng Han was very anxious, when would he be able to change his appearance? Perhaps he could sense where his son was located.

Doctor Miao was reading an ancient book. Hearing Xiao Menghan's words and hearing that Miao Siqing was safe, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't know much about Leng Sha's real abilities, Dr. Miao still believed in the ability of the Earl family.

She looked at Xiao Menghan and told him straightforwardly, "We have discussed this issue before, but your body can't handle the current you. If you were to try it out, I can't guarantee that it wouldn't be a big fellow who will stop breathing, and now that you have decided to gamble, you can't leave me alone. You know best, she and your son can't afford it at all."

After saying that, Doctor Miao got up and poured Xiao Meng Han a cup of coffee. He then sat down and pushed the ancient book she was reading a moment ago to her and said, "The pulse in your body and the description here is very imaginative. If you believe me, I want to give you acupuncture and moxibustion tomorrow."

Xiao Meng Han couldn't afford to gamble, not even a little bit. He knew that now that something had happened to him, he would undoubtedly be pushing his woman and son to someone else, so that he wouldn't rest in peace even if he died.

Xiao Meng Han slowly clenched her hands into fists and nodded her head.

Dr. Miao felt that fate was a child who loved to do odd things. Previously, she wanted to stay far away from the Xiao family, wishing that he could be in Tiannan or Northern China.

Now, it was her and the Xiao family's fate to be tangled up together. She spent a great deal of effort to help the Xiao family's older generation and the younger generation.

As for the tiny generation, Doctor Miao was more looking forward to Xiao Kui's travelling trip to find out what kind of thorny problem they were.

That night, the mute cook did not return to the inner courtyard. He stayed in the outer courtyard with the Tibetan mastiffs, ate and slept with them, watched the stars appear after the clouds had dissipated, and counted the nights they spent together.

Closing his eyes, Chef Mute did not say a single word. He could only silently tell the Tibetan Mastiff beside him the words in his heart, telling it about the future that he had plotted out.

When this is over, we'll go back, go home, watch the sheep, count the bright stars, and then we can run on the prairie.

I can play the blaring horn, and you can all be free of being bound in the same yard, we are all wilderness, not a bustling city.

The Tibetan mastiffs were like warriors guarding a post. Some of them were lying down to rest while others stood up to guard the surroundings. They were very well-versed in coordination and performing their duties.

Silent dye enough sleep, the first light of day is up, she is in bed, do not want to get up.

She waited for Xiao Meng Han to call her and coax her, then reluctantly stood up and let him change her clothes, wash her face, and brush her teeth.

Xiao Menghan was the one who was always intimate with his and even asked her to open her mouth to brush his teeth, so he would do it for her.

Sima Yunshu walked in with the ironed clothes in her arms. After seeing the scene in the washroom, she lightly stepped forward, placed the clothes on the bed and left.

Lin Hai, where are you?

Sima Yun Shu walked down the stairs, feeling a bit absent-minded. She missed Lin Hai and wondered if he was better. Sima Yun Shu didn't dare to ask Xiao Meng Han about Lin Hai's recovery.

Jing Xiaoxiao was still a child, so she couldn't help Sima Yun Shu like she used to.

If Lin Hai was here, he would brush his teeth for her. That fool, if someone treated him better, he would give his heart and soul to them.

Han Yong arrived. Early in the morning, he was already sitting in the living room. In order to avoid the tails behind him, he spent the entire night and almost lost most of his life at the outer courtyard. Fortunately, the mute chef stopped the Tibetan Mastiff that was about to bite Han Yong's throat.