If it wasn't for his elder brother, He Fuyun, who had already married and established a business, had already given birth to a son and a daughter, and was able to spare his knees by his adoptive father, he wouldn't have stayed in Jincheng with such peace of mind, accompanied Xiangyi, and looked forward to it day by day. She's growing up fast...

He Fusheng had already lost the slightest drowsiness, just waiting for the day to dawn soon, it seemed that the night had never been so long.

On the second day, it was finally dawn.

He Fusheng took the carriage to the Mo Mansion, and the servants in the Mo Mansion were already familiar with He Fusheng's arrival, as if He Fusheng had been regarded as a regular visitor to the Mo Mansion anytime.

He Fusheng was led by his servants all the way into the backyard of the Mo Mansion, and he saw Mo Chengyue and Mo Siyu having breakfast, but they did not see Xiang Yi alone.

He Fusheng was invited to be seated, and asked in surprise: "Where is Xiangyi?"

"I heard that Xiangyi was drunk last night, so he probably hasn't woken up yet." Mo Siyu looked at the thick account book in He Fusheng's hand: "My mother asked you to help manage the accounts, so you don't need to bring the account book so early. .”

He Fusheng put the ledger on the chair, said with a slight smile: "Bring the ledger over earlier, and I can go back to the courtyard earlier to deal with other things."

Mo Siyu flipped through the account book: "I heard that Xiang Yi has managed the accounts for more than a year. Now that I'm back, Xiang Yi doesn't have to work so hard. I can share part of it..."

Mo Chengyue chewed the food in his mouth slowly, half-closed his eyes and looked at the restless He Fusheng, and asked, "Brother Fusheng, what's on your mind?"

"No." He Fusheng hurriedly lowered his head, "I can have something on my mind, but it's just some business matters."

He glanced at the door again: "I sent Xiang Yi back last night, Xiang Yi was quite drunk, and even vomited once on the way, I don't know if he will have a headache after waking up..."

Just as he was talking, he heard soft voices and footsteps, and a servant came in with a bowl of millet porridge to nourish the stomach, and Xiang Yi's figure also entered the hall.

Mo Chengyue could clearly see that the moment Xiang Yi's figure was imprinted in Fu Sheng's sight, Fu Sheng's eyes suddenly became brighter, as if a dusty pearl burst into dazzling light in an instant.

As usual, Xiang Yi sat between Fu Sheng and Si Yu, she took a spoon to stir the millet porridge in the bowl, glanced at the books piled up on the chair next to her, showed a sweet smile at Fu Sheng, and spoke sensibly : "Brother Fusheng, why did you come here so early to hand in the account book?"

He Fusheng: "..."

Seeing her expression of talking and laughing freely, He Fusheng felt a little bit uncomfortable in his heart, as if his confession last night didn't affect her in the slightest.

Even the window paper has been pierced, how could it be possible to pretend that nothing happened, this made him more uncomfortable than Mo Xiangyi's refusal on the spot, He Fusheng felt like a gnat in his throat, where he could eat, he put it down Looking at Mo Xiangyi, he asked, "After a hangover, does your head still hurt?"

Mo Xiangyi shook his head, nodded, "A little bit."

Seeing that Mo Chengyue and Mo Siyu seemed to be engrossed in having their breakfast, He Fusheng paused for a moment, but couldn't help it anymore, and asked, "Then what did I say to you yesterday? Have you thought about it clearly?"

Mo Xiangyi: "..."

Mo Xiangyi blinked, his face was full of bewilderment, he opened those clear eyes and looked at He Fusheng: "What did brother Fusheng say to me yesterday?"