Everyone In The Universe Is My Food Fan

Chapter 110

Zuo and You Kai were the first to come out to greet him.

They were the guards assigned to Mo Chengyu by the military, and in the hierarchical system, they were still under Mo Si’s jurisdiction.

“You don’t need to come over to greet me first. Mo Chengyu, you come down first.”

“I order you as your older brother, come down.”

Mo Chengyu: ...

There was no escaping now; she could only reluctantly scurry downstairs.

Mo Si sat on a chair in the living room. “Now report on the results of your recuperation here for the past month and a half.”

“What have you been doing every day? Have you been following the doctor’s orders? Have you been taking your medication on time?”

“Wow, big brother, seriously? You just arrived, and you’re acting like we’re having a trial. It’s almost scaring me.”

Mo Chengyu pouted, “And what kind of result can there be from recuperating? It’s just like that. You know it yourself.”

“No results?” Mo Si raised his eyes and looked at Zuo Kai on the side. “You report. Has your superior been following the doctor’s orders in the past month and a half? Has there been any rehabilitation training? Has she been taking her medication on time?”

After criticizing Mo Chengyu’s lifestyle habits, mental habits, and interior decoration, as well as the various supporting facilities, Mo Si sat down with her at the coffee table in the reception room.

He solemnly declared to his disobedient sister, “It’s currently a ceasefire period, and I have free time. I can stay here for a while to help you restore your mental power to its optimal state, change your lifestyle habits, and mental power usage habits. So that you can make more reasonable use of your mental and physical energy.”

Mo Si was full of orthodoxy.

But when Mo Chengyu heard that he would stay for a longer period of time, she couldn’t help but exclaim, “What! You’re going to stay for a long time? Then, I might as well—”

Those eyes, filled with threats.

“Then I might as well... might as well... be too happy to live!”

“Hmm.”

“For... for how long?”

“Three months.”

The sound of a heart dropping to the floor and shattering into pieces echoed.

Whose heart was it that fell to the ground and shattered into pieces?