In the Mo family’s study.

 “Young master, Miss Lan is here.” Mo Xi said in a low voice to Mo Qian, who was sitting behind the desk and flipping through a document.

Mo Qian nodded his head. He didn’t have any special expression when he saw Lan Ling’s arrival.

 Mo Xi was Mo Qian’s most capable assistant. He understood Mo Qian’s meaning and asked Lan Ling politely in a low voice, “What would Miss Lan like to drink? I’ll get them to bring it up.”

Lan Ling retracted her gaze from Mo Qian and smiled faintly at Mo Xi, “No need, you can go down first …” Before she could finish her words, Mo Qian interrupted her.

 “Mo Xi.” Mo Qian didn’t even raise his head and made a gesture to Mo Xi. His fingers were slender and well-proportioned, and even such a simple action was very pleasing to the eye.

Mo Xi walked over and bowed slightly beside him. Mo Qian explained some work matters to Mo Xi.

Lan Ling was left to the side just like that. Although she flaunts herself as Mo Qian’s Savior when she was outside, she didn’t dare have any presumptuous behavior in front of Mo Qian.

After Mo Qian and Mo Xi finished their conversation, Lan Ling took the food box and walked up.

 Ever since she entered the Mo family’s house, she’s had a gentle and quiet smile on her face. Now, in front of Mo Qian, she was even more endearing and obedient.

 She made her voice sound very weak as she sweetly called out to Mo Qian, “Big brother Qian! I’ve made you your favorite snacks and even paired them with the most fragrant milk. You can eat this and sleep well tonight.”

 Mo Qian’s hand paused as she mentioned the desserts. He suddenly remembered that he had not eaten Zhuang Xian’s desserts for two days. Thinking of how delicious they were, a smile appeared in his eyes. He looked up at Lan Ling and said to her in a gentle tone, “What did you do?”

 Lan Ling looked at Mo Qian, a little flattered. She thought that Mo Qian was in a very good mood today.

In the past, when Lan Ling sent things over, she never saw Mo Qian being so kind and pleasant. He was always distant and indifferent, like a high and mighty God, untainted by the mortal world, noble and elegant.

 Lan Ling wanted to feed the dessert directly into Mo Qian’s mouth, but he raised his hand to take it. She hid the slight disappointment in her heart and smiled gently, “We’re having almond crisps today. I’ve made them especially sweet. Brother Qian, try them and see if you like them.”

 Mo Qian looked at the apricot kernel pastry in his hand. He felt that the color of the apricot kernel pastry did not look appetizing like the one made by Zhuang Xian. He tried eating a small piece and his brows immediately furrowed slightly. He picked up the cup and took a sip.

 Lan Ling looked at Mo Qian’s expression and suddenly felt that something was wrong. Was this not to his taste? But he had done the same in the past.

 “What’s wrong, brother Qian?” she asked anxiously. You don’t like it?”

 Mo Qian leaned back for a moment, his expression returning to normal. He took a tissue and wiped his hands, saying indifferently, “It’s too sweet,”

 It was so sweet that it was a little greasy, and the taste was not good enough. It was not even half as good as Zhuang Xian’s! As Mo Qian thought about this, he asked Mo Xi to move the boxes away from him.

 He picked up the document on the table and glanced at Lan Ling. “Don’t trouble yourself in the future. You don’t have to send it to me at night.”

 Lan Ling was a little flustered. She forced a smile and said, “Brother Qian, if you don’t like it, I’ll change it in the future! I can also make many other things!” Lan Ling didn’t want to lose this only excuse to get close to Mo Qian.

 Lan Ling could feel that Mo Qian had been treating her more and more coldly in the past few months!

Could mo Qian have discovered something? Lan Ling thought so in her heart, but she suddenly denied this guess. No! It was impossible! Her evidence was so flawless that Mo Qian couldn’t have known!

 Mo Qian looked at Lan Ling again and said, “No need,”

The atmosphere in the study room became a little quiet, making Mo Xi, who was standing at the side, have the impulse to hide.

 Of course, Lan Ling wouldn’t let the atmosphere turn so cold. She forced a smile and said to Mo Qian, “Oh right, big brother Qian! I heard from Butler Mo that you went to watch the competition yesterday. Was it fun there? I’ve never watched a car race live before.”

 Mo Qian hummed softly and said to her indifferently, “It’s too late. You should hurry back. I’ll get the driver to send you down.”

Lan Ling still wanted to say something, but Mo Qian’s cold eyes stopped her from saying anything.