Qiao Ruoshu couldn’t bear to see Ji Yunzhi being so well-behaved. If this continued, he would surely be bullied badly by Mo Xuchen in the future~

“Zhi Zhi, would you like to come home with Auntie?”

“What do you like to eat? How about staying at Auntie’s place for a few days? I’ll have someone make delicious food for you.”

“The chef at Auntie’s house is amazing—he can make anything. And the house is many times bigger than this one.”

Mo Xuchen’s eyelids twitched violently. Even though this was his mother, he still felt Qiao Ruoshu seemed like a human trafficker.

Could Ji Yunzhi resist such temptation?

The answer, of course, was: no.

Mo Xuchen shifted his gaze to Ji Yunzhi. Sure enough—

Ji Yunzhi’s eyes lit up. The moment he heard about food, he couldn’t help but swallow and asked excitedly:

“Auntie, can your chef make steamed buns?”

“I want to eat steamed buns! Meat buns!”

Qiao Ruoshu: “???”

That’s it?

Just… meat buns?

That brat Mo Xuchen—what kind of life has he been making Zhi Zhi lead?!

Does he usually even begrudge him a meat bun?

She quickly nodded and said, “Yes! Yes, he can. The chef can make anything.”

“It’s just steamed buns. If Zhi Zhi comes home with Auntie, you can eat as many as you want—as many as you like!”

Hearing this, Ji Yunzhi was completely unable to walk away.

“Really?!”

“Really, Auntie won’t lie to you.”

Ji Yunzhi thought following this auntie home didn’t seem like a bad idea.

Just moments ago, his heart and eyes were full of Mo Xuchen, but now he didn’t even spare him a glance. All he wanted was to follow Qiao Ruoshu home for steamed buns.

Mo Xuchen’s expression darkened. He knew it—this guy would follow anyone who had food!

As if he had been mistreating him.

Had he not been feeding him enough?

He’d given him food far better than steamed buns, yet he was still hung up on those two bites of bun.

He snatched Ji Yunzhi from Qiao Ruoshu’s grasp, stuffed him into the car, and said to his mother with a smile:

“Mom, you should head back. Don’t cause trouble.”

After saying this, he got into the car and said decisively to Chen Qi, “Drive.”

“Auntie…”

Ji Yunzhi pressed against the car window, staring unblinkingly at Qiao Ruoshu outside.

Qiao Ruoshu watched as the car drove off right before her eyes. She shook her fists wildly at the departing taillights.

And he says he’s not Zhi Zhi’s husband—why is he keeping such a tight leash on him?

That hypocritical brat!

Heh~ If he doesn’t have a girl he likes, bringing home a boy he likes isn’t a bad alternative either.

Time to go home and share the good news with Old Mo!

Long after the car had driven away, Ji Yunzhi remained pressed against the window, looking outside as if he couldn’t bear to part with Qiao Ruoshu.

Mo Xuchen found it amusing and pulled him back. “Haven’t I been giving you steamed buns to eat?”

Ji Yunzhi nodded with a smile. “You have.”

Mo Xuchen’s tone carried a trace of resentment he hadn’t even noticed himself: “Then why did you still want to leave with my mom…”

“What did you two talk about before I got back?”

In such a short time, this guy actually seemed reluctant to part with his mother. He was a little curious about what they had discussed.

What Mo Xuchen didn’t know was that what Ji Yunzhi couldn’t bear to part with wasn’t Qiao Ruoshi—but the steamed buns she had mentioned…

Ji Yunzhi thought carefully and replied, “Well… we didn’t really talk about much…”

They really hadn’t chatted much. Aside from the initial discussion about how to address each other, most of the time, Qiao Ruoshu had just been smilingly watching Ji Yunzhi, the more she looked, the more she liked him.

Ji Yunzhi felt a bit embarrassed under her gaze, so he sat up very straight on the sofa.

Mo Xuchen: “……”

Alright, asked for nothing.

After arriving at the hospital, Su Yuyan personally took Ji Yunzhi for his examination, and the report was soon ready.

Mo Xuchen watched as Su Yuyan glanced at the report, then at Ji Yunzhi, occasionally letting out a soft “tsk” sound. Losing patience, he asked:

“What’s the situation?”

Su Yuyan moved closer to Mo Xuchen and handed him the stack of examination reports. “See for yourself.”

Mo Xuchen showed no intention of taking the reports, glancing sideways at Su Yuyan as he said:

“If I could understand it, would I need to ask you?”

Su Yuyan never missed a chance to tease Mo Xuchen and quipped:

“Oh? There’s actually something our President Mo can’t understand?”

Noticing Mo Xuchen’s fist gradually tightening, he quickly held up the reports and explained:

“The report shows that the back of his head suffered a severe impact, resulting in temporary memory loss and reduced intellectual function.”

“Exactly—his brain was indeed damaged from the impact.”

“Besides that, he also has a single fractured rib and multiple abrasions all over his body. The abrasions are almost healed now.”

After speaking, Su Yuyan looked at Ji Yunzhi with a puzzled expression, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

“But seriously, how is he acting like nothing’s wrong?”

“Doesn’t it hurt at all?”

Mo Xuchen also looked at Ji Yunzhi. Apart from complaining a little about his face hurting after being hit last night, this guy really hadn’t mentioned any pain—he’d only been focused on saying he was hungry…

Ji Yunzhi noticed both Su Yuyan and Mo Xuchen looking at him. He blinked a couple of times, eyes full of confusion. After all the running around for most of the day, he was really hungry.

“Hubby, can we go home now?”

“I’m hungry…”

Mo Xuchen: “……”

He raised his hand to check the time—it was indeed mealtime.

“Wait a little longer.”

Hearing that he had to wait a bit longer, Ji Yunzhi completely deflated. He hung his head and fiddled with his fingers, replying dejectedly:

“Okay then…”

A faint smile flickered in Mo Xuchen’s eyes. Remembering how Ji Yunzhi never seemed to stop eating, he frowned and asked Su Yuyan:

“He’s always saying he’s hungry, and it seems like he never feels full when he eats. Is that normal?”

Su Yuyan had been immersed in thought, especially since Mo Xuchen hadn’t denied Ji Yunzhi’s use of “husband” earlier. Hearing this question, his lips twitched.

“Well… he probably just isn’t full yet.”

“Just let him eat more. It’s not like you can’t afford it—look how thin he is.”

Mo Xuchen looked at Su Yuyan with a skeptical expression: “He eats a lot…”

With that huge amount, could he really still be hungry?

Seeing Mo Xuchen’s look, Su Yuyan knew he was being called a quack in Mo Xuchen’s mind.

“This is hard to determine, especially since there’s an issue with his brain now.”

“Maybe he naturally has a big appetite. Or it could be a brain problem—his stomach is full, but his brain isn’t receiving the signal.”

“Or, influenced by his cognitive state, he’s just like a child and simply enjoys eating…”

Mo Xuchen: “……”

“How do we treat it?”

Su Yuyan walked over to the computer, typing as he spoke: “I’ll prescribe some medication for him to take for a while.”

Mo Xuchen looked at Ji Yunzhi, who was hanging his head low, and sighed softly before asking:

“Is surgery not needed?”