Mo Xi, who had just stood at the door, keenly noticed the subtle and tense atmosphere in the room. He looked at his young master with a bit of doubt, then nodded without hesitation and replied, "Yes, young Master!"
He then turned to Zhuang Xian, sitting on the edge of the bed, and said respectfully, "Let's go, Miss Zhuang!"
Mo Ye looked at the tired and silent Mo Qian, then at the silent Zhuang Xian, whose eyes were fixed on Mo Qian. She could not understand what was going on between the two of them.
She asked gently, "What's going on?" Weren't you fine just now? It's only been a while, and you're already so unhappy?"
