C16 A Carefully Prepared Lunchbox

She reached out to wipe the tears from his eyelashes, stood up with him in her arms, and said softly, "Teacher Mo doesn't have a kindergarten, but there are still many teachers and children in the kindergarten. Shuo can play with them."

When Yang Zishuo heard this, he pouted and put his hands on her chest. His tone was filled with disdain. "I don't want to play with them. I just want to be with Teacher Mo." After saying that, he leaned his head against her chest, as if he wouldn't let go no matter what.

Jian Mo did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Teacher Mo has something to do at home, so she won't go to kindergarten in the future. Shuo, be good and get along well with the children in kindergarten, okay?"

"Something happened at home?" Yang Zishuo raised his confused eyes. "If there's something, I'll help Teacher Mo. I'll go find my brother." As he spoke, he tried to escape from her body.

"You betray your own brother just because you want to please others?" Yang Zhexu heard Yang Zishuo's words as soon as he entered the room. He narrowed his eyes and walked to their position, looking down at the two of them.

Jian Mo was a little afraid, but Yang Zishuo, who was in her arms, was not afraid at all. "Brother has so much money. What's wrong with helping Teacher Mo? The book says' It's a joy to help others'." He was so young, but his words were logical.

"You sure know how to bribe people." Yang Zhexu glanced at Jian Mo indifferently. For some reason, this brat only knew how to cling onto Jian Mo and liked her very much.

Jian Mo lowered her head and did not say anything. Yang Zishuo seemed to sense the awkward atmosphere between the two of them and clapped his hands to push Yang Zhexu away. "Go away, I want to be alone with Teacher Mo. I don't want my brother."

His body froze as he narrowed his eyes at the person in front of him. If it wasn't for his own brother, he really wanted to beat him up. "I don't care where you've been these past few days, but from now on, you can only live in the Yang family, understand?"

There was a sense of authority in his words that could not be refused. Jian Mo knew that the last time she ran away and the disappearance of these past few days had already made Yang Zhexu unhappy. If she wanted to run now, there was probably nothing she could do. She nodded to show that she knew.

"I don't have the patience to bring you back again and again, and if you try to run away again, I'll put a leash on you and tie you up at home. " Every word pierced into Jian Mo's heart as she looked at the man in front of her with fear. She replied in a low voice. "I understand."

"I don't know why you quit, but this kid likes you. If he's at home, you should stay with him." Then he threw a bank card on the ground. "There's money in it. You can use your daily life. There's no password."

After saying that, he turned around and walked upstairs without looking at Jian Mo again.

At Yang Zishuo's age, he already seemed to understand but not fully understand. He could only understand a part of what his brother was saying. The other half of what he was saying could not be heard clearly, but when he looked at Teacher Mo's pale face, he knew that it was not something good. "Teacher Mo, you don't have to worry about your brother. He is, is..." He searched for an adjective in his mind for a long time before he spoke with conviction. "He is a big-tailed wolf, a bad guy. Teacher Mo, we won't lower ourselves to his level."

Looking at the child in front of her who was trying his best to comfort her, Jian Mo's heart had already melted. She laughed out loud, patted his little head, and nodded. "Alright, I won't argue with him."

"Then will Teacher Mo be at home with me?" Just now, he was thinking about what his brother had said. In the future, he would say that Teacher Mo would play with him at home.

Knowing that she wouldn't be able to escape, Jian Mo nodded. "From now on, you will obediently go to class during the day and play with Teacher Mo at night."

"Okay." Yang Zishuo clapped his chubby hands, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Glancing at the bank card on the ground, Jian Mo squatted down and picked it up. She really needed this card now. With the money inside, she knew that Qiao Ye's medical expenses would be enough. Gripping the bank card tightly, she felt that she was really despicable now.

"Teacher Mo, why don't we play on the train together?" Yang Zishuo's voice sounded in her ear.

"Okay." He was as gentle as ever.

The next day, Jian Mo woke up early and started preparing dinner. The kitchen of the Yang family had almost everything that she needed. Because they had lived in the Yang family for a long time, they knew Jian Mo's identity. Seeing her enter the kitchen, they couldn't help but ask. "Miss Jian, do you need help?"

Jian Mo shook her head, indicating that she would do it herself. The servants did not ask for trouble and followed her.

Although her family used to be a little rich, under Kuan Lingyue's extreme preference for men over women, Jian Mo knew how to cook and clean.

She made a pot of chicken soup and cooked a few side dishes. She carefully arranged the dishes and made a smile on the bento. He clapped his hands in satisfaction and then took the bento and went out.

It was not even noon when he arrived at the hospital. Qiao Ye was still curled up in bed as usual, holding a book in his hand. When he heard a sound at the door, he turned his head and saw that it was Jian Mo. Immediately, he happily placed the book on the bedside and called out softly. "Jian Mo, come here."

With a lunchbox in one hand and a walnut that she had just bought today in the other, she walked to the side of the bed and naturally pulled both of them out to sit down.

Looking at the things in Jian Mo's hands, Qiao Ye's nose twitched slightly, as if he had smelled something. He asked softly, "Did you bring me something delicious?"

He shook his head and laughed. "Qiao Ye, do you have a dog nose?" He put the walnut on the bed, propped up the table on the bed, put the lunchbox in his hand on it and opened it.

The room, which was originally filled with disinfectant, was instantly filled with the fragrance of food. Qiao Ye happily picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. He clicked his tongue in admiration as he ate. "Jian Mo, you really have the talent to be a chef. The food you cook is really delicious." He praised as he ate.

Looking at Qiao Ye's huge appetite, Jian Mo was very happy in her heart. When she had just paid the follow-up fees, she had heard from the nurse that Qiao Ye had a bad appetite in the hospital. He could only eat two mouthfuls per meal before losing his appetite. Now that he was eating so happily, he felt a little comforted in his heart.

"Eat slowly. If you like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow." Jian Mo watched as the food in front of her was sucked into Qiao Ye's stomach like a tornado. Other than feeling happy, she also felt a slight sense of pride in her heart.

"Then I'll thank you in advance," Qiao Ye said vaguely as he ate.

"When did you become so formal with me?" Jian Mo rolled her eyes at Qiao Ye.

Perhaps it was because the food in the hospital was cooked from a large pot of rice, but it was also too light, so Qiao Ye did not have much of an appetite. After all, the food that Jian Mo cooked was something that she had cooked carefully and the ingredients were all of high quality. With her good cooking skills, Qiao Ye ate with relish.