Chapter 897

Eaten clean? Seems like she's in a pretty good mood?

That's good. As long as she's not throwing a tantrum for no reason like someone else, it's fine.

"What is this?"

Fang Yang looked at a black bag next to the plate with some curiosity.

Was this bag there when he left?

It should... not have been.

So it appeared after he left?

Thinking of this, Fang Yang couldn't suppress his curiosity and walked towards the table.

Mo Yan, seeing Fang Yang walking towards the black bag, was terrified and hurriedly tried to get out of bed to stop him.

But she was a step too slow and could only watch helplessly as Fang Yang opened the bag, took out the contents, and kept guessing.

"What is this?"

Looking at the unwrapped item in his hand, Fang Yang didn't seem to have seen it before. It felt soft to the touch. Could it be a tissue or something?

(Oh~ I see why little Mo Yan is in a bad mood today. So that's it.)

(Yeah, I originally thought... never mind, it was my mistake anyway, it's not important.)

(Hey, do you guys think Wu Mian might be the same reason?)

Watching the fans chatting enthusiastically, Fang Yang was like a blank sheet of paper, understanding nothing.

"Wait, what you guys are saying... it's not what I'm thinking, is it?"

Fang Yang twitched his mouth. It seemed he not only knew why Mo Yan was in a bad mood, but he also knew what this thing was.

Just as Fang Yang finished speaking, Mo Yan pounced from behind and snatched the item from his hand.

"Ahahaha, that, this, it really was an accident."

Fang Yang hurriedly explained. Now, no matter what, he couldn't blame Mo Yan. After all, wasn't this a special situation?

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(Yo, yo, yo, it's not what I'm thinking, is it? Yo, yo, yo, it really was an accident~.)

Watching the fans mocking him, Fang Yang could only grit his teeth hard.

"Cough! Look at you, you ate it all. What will you do if you get fat later?"

Fang Yang forced out a bunch of words, but Mo Yan and the fans only felt that this didn't seem to have anything to do with it, right?

(Oh ho, I get it. It's Brother Yang's pride getting in the way.)

(So that's it. I was wondering why Brother Yang suddenly started lecturing Mo Yan, but the words and tone didn't feel like it. Now I understand.)

(Sigh, it's just insignificant dignity. Is it important?)

(Exactly, exactly!)

Fang Yang: Good, good, good. My dignity isn't called dignity, right? You guys just wait.

Seeing Mo Yan almost about to cry, Fang Yang felt some regret. After all, she was indeed innocent.

"Hey, I, this..."

Until Mo Yan's tears kept falling like beans, Fang Yang was completely panicked.

After all, he never intended to make Mo Yan cry.

"You, don't cry."

Listening to Mo Yan's sniffling, Fang Yang hurriedly thought of a countermeasure.

He definitely couldn't let Mo Yan keep crying like this!

If others found out, they would think Mo Yan had been bullied.

The bully, needless to say, could only be Fang Yang.

"How about this, I'll bake you some delicious cookies, and you're not allowed to cry anymore, okay?"

Listening to Fang Yang's tone, which was like coaxing a child, not only the fans but even Mo Yan laughed.

After all, she also felt that Fang Yang's reaction was too exaggerated.

(I'm not just saying this, but this tone... I really can't take it!!! Isn't this how you coax a three-year-old child?)

(Pfft, you don't understand. Girls love this. How would a single dog like you understand?)

(No way? You... this is somewhat of a personal attack, right?)

(So what? Bite me? Not afraid, my wife will take me to get a rabies vaccine.)

(Good! A triple-kill! Too wonderful!)

Fang Yang's mouth twitched slightly, strongly suppressing his laughter. It was difficult; if Fang Yang hadn't thought of all the sad things in his life, he really wouldn't have been able to suppress the corner of his mouth.

"Good! Let's go, I'll bake you some cookies!"

Seeing Mo Yan laughing and nodding, Fang Yang was overjoyed. Wasn't this simple?

Then, Fang Yang pulled Mo Yan towards the small kitchen on the way to bake cookies.

"Heh, this kid, just relying on good food to..."

Li Zimu shook his head, speechless.

"Hehe, old master, young people nowadays all like these sweet things. Milk tea, ice cream, cakes—they have everything."

"Is that so? Then it's no wonder Wu Nian and the others favor Fang Yang. However, I really don't know what's so good about those things."

After speaking, Li Zimu laughed at himself.

"Old, I'm finally old. I can't understand the preferences of young people."

"By the way, is it ready?"

Before long, Li Zimu turned to look at Old Wang, implying something.

"Rest assured, it's already prepared."

Old Wang bowed his head, having already handled the things Li Zimu had ordered.

"Good, that's good."

"Then, go teach him. Tell him to set off early tomorrow morning."

Li Zimu's gaze returned to his phone, and he smiled as he watched Fang Yang baking cookies for Mo Yan in the stream.

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"Yes."

Old Wang responded and left, heading towards the kitchen where Fang Yang was.

Before long, Old Wang arrived at the kitchen door. Hearing the laughter inside, he felt a rare sense of sorrow.

Knock, knock~

Old Wang knocked twice and pushed the door open. What met his eyes was Mo Yan chasing Fang Yang for cookies.

"Cough, cough!"

"Ahahaha, that, that, we were..."

Fang Yang was very embarrassed. After all, no matter what, being stared at like this suddenly made him feel like he had been caught red-handed.

"Young Master, the old master has something he needs you to handle, tomorrow."

"This is what the master asked me to give you."

Old Wang didn't wait for Fang Yang to react; he placed it on the table and turned to leave. Before leaving, he didn't forget to swipe a cookie from the tray.

Hmm, the taste was good.

Fang Yang sighed, losing the mood to play with Mo Yan, and silently prepared dinner.

As for Mo Yan, she felt the drastic change in Fang Yang's emotions and was very confused, but she couldn't speak and didn't know what had been said, so she could only tilt her head in curiosity.

"Be good, take the cookies back to your room to eat."

Mo Yan naturally understood the meaning of Fang Yang sending her away, but she could only obediently leave.

(Ah? What does that mean? Why didn't I understand?)

(Stupid, you don't even know this? How have you lived this long?)

(Yo, yo, yo, come, come, you come.)

(Pfft, I don't know either, I'm stupid too.)

As soon as this was said, even Fang Yang was silenced by this sincere silence.

This, this, this, this is too sincere!

(Ah, this, I...)

The sincerity of the netizens also left the other party speechless. This, how is anyone supposed to respond to this? Isn't this a kill shot? ===== CHAPTER 898 =====