Chapter 47

When Liang Chucang entered the kitchen, Liang Mo was juicing.

The purple-red sleeves swirled violently, blending into a pulp. As the noise ceased, when Liang Mo saw Liang Chucang, she turned her head, “Keep an eye on the door.”

“Are you afraid of being seen?”

“I’m considering your image,” Liang Mo smirked, pouring the thick juice into a clean glass. “I quite like Su Yao. Remember to smile more later, don’t scare people.”

“Are you saying I look fierce when I don’t smile?”

Liang Mo retorted, “Isn’t it?”

“Then why are you with me?” Liang Chucang nuzzled her neck.

“I have unique tastes. I like your fierce look.”

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It’s from Yao Yao. Since you just moved into a new house, we couldn’t come empty-handed.

Remembering Liang Mo’s advice, Liang Chucang made a rare joke, “Then you’ve brought fruit over, you’re taking advantage of me.”

“Are you that stingy?” Liang Mo glanced at him, then gestured to the two people sitting on the sofa, “I’ve ordered dishes from Xu Baizhai. They’ve just been served, let’s eat first.”

……

Because of Liang Chuyuan’s inconvenience, the meal process was quieter, but the atmosphere was harmonious and not awkward. Su Yao also knew that this was the result of their willingness to accept her. If she had been rejected, she guessed she would feel uncomfortable and restless, far from being at ease like now.

Glancing at Liang Chuyuan, Su Yao casually added a piece of broccoli to his plate. “Eat this. Your throat is still hoarse, so skip the eggs.” After saying that, she also picked up a piece of broccoli for herself. After finishing eating, she noticed that Liang Mo was looking at her, and then she realized her mistake from earlier.

“Yao Yao really understands Chuyuan. A glance is enough to know what he wants to eat,” Liang Mo remarked.

Su Yao tightened her grip on the chopsticks, smiling, “It’s just that we’ve had many meals together, so I’ve learned.”

“So this shows your affection for each other,” Liang Mo nudged Liang Chucang with her elbow, “right?”

Liang Chucang furrowed his brows, lost in thought. When he raised his eyes again, they were sharp as knives, leaving a trace but quickly disappearing.

He perfunctorily agreed, “Yes.”

Su Yao felt lingering fear from the earlier gaze. She was uneasy, and this uneasiness caused her hand to tremble slightly as she drank the juice. Her sweater got stained with the purple-red viscous substance, and she was still in a daze. Liang Mo handed her a tissue, “Quickly wipe it off, I’ll take you to change clothes.”

Liang Mo held her hand, “Let’s go.”

She nodded.

“Liang Mo, thank you.”

Liang Mo opened a closet door and took out a similar sweater from inside, “This one I haven’t worn before. Try it on to see if it fits. If it doesn’t, we’ll pick something else.”

“No need, this one is fine.”

Liang Mo smiled and walked to the door, “Then change, I’ll wait outside.”

“Okay, thank you, Liang Mo.”

After Liang Mo left, Su Yao carefully took off the dirty sweater and put on the new one. Her body was similar in size to Liang Mo’s, so the clothes fit her as expected.

She tidied her hair in front of the mirror, and Su Yao suddenly realized—

This was Liang Chucang’s home.

Then why… was there a closet specifically for Liang Mo?

Could it be that they are living together now?

But aren’t they siblings…

Su Yao didn’t know that at this moment, in the dining room, the atmosphere was highly tense. Liang Mo stood in the corridor outside, not daring to enter.

Liang Chucang stared at Liang Chuyuan and got straight to the point, “Su Yao doesn’t understand sign language. How do you two communicate?”

Liang Mo’s breath stalled as she heard this from outside the living room. Subconsciously, she turned back to the closet.

And the tension in the dining room continued.

“Chuyuan, don’t hide it from me,” Liang Chucang demanded.

Liang Chucang looked deeply at Liang Chuyuan, knowing he couldn’t hide it, so he forced a smile, unable to explain everything in words.

“In that case, let’s write it down.”