Chapter 267: Chapter 0267: Anyway, I’m Sticking to You Chapter 267: Chapter 0267: Anyway, I’m Sticking to You Mu Lan looked up at him.

“What?”

Mu Huaifeng couldn’t help but smile wryly.

“You haven’t even eaten yet, and you’re already leaving?”

Mu Lan couldn’t help but laugh out loud at his unwilling ‘big boss’ demeanor.

“Alright, alright, my bad.”

She obediently sat down, and after a short while, the secretary came in with takeout, dishes from Zuixian Building, each her favorite.

Looking at the food in front of her, Mu Lan’s eyes couldn’t help but well up.

“Sure enough, the child of my brother is like a precious gem.”

Mu Huaifeng lifted his eyelids slightly.

“Cut the act, you’re starting your own business and must be facing plenty of difficulties. Take good care of your health, got it?”

Mu Lan watched as Mu Huaifeng loaded her bowl with food, piling it up like a little mountain.

“Brother, I’m not a pig, what are you doing?”

Mu Huaifeng glanced at her, noting her frame without an ounce of fat, her waist as slender as anything, and his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

“In my opinion, you might as well stop thinking about reconciling with Huo Tingxiao. He’s made you so thin, doesn’t even know how to care for you.”

Mu Lan instinctively defended Huo Tingxiao:
“He was hospitalized yesterday with a stomach condition, he can’t even take care of himself, let alone I didn’t deliberately diet.”

“That’s all the more reason not to reconcile. If he can’t take care of himself, how is he going to take care of you?”

“…”

Mu Lan felt she could no longer argue, anyway, it was always wrong.

“Brother, you’re so contradictory. One minute you tell me to be myself, the next you pick at his faults. What do you really want from me?”

Mu Huaifeng had little appetite; he simply wished Huo Tingxiao would treat her better, cherish her to death.

“If he did well enough, I wouldn’t have the chance to speak ill of him. It’s because he’s lacking that I have to point out a heap of faults.”

His reasoning was irrefutable.

“You’re right because you’re handsome.”

Mu Lan grew increasingly thick-skinned, talking with the liveliness she had when she had amnesia. Mu Huaifeng watched her, his smile deepening.

Mu Lan felt odd under his gaze, and couldn’t help furrowing her brows.

“What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing.”

“Weirdo.”

She transferred everything from her bowl into Mu Huaifeng’s, then focused on eating her own food.

Mu Huaifeng, resigned, could only accept everything as it was.

Good times always flew by too quickly, and after lunch, Mu Lan left in a hurry. Mu Huaifeng gazed blankly at the leftovers on the table and sighed in silence, wondering when they would eat together again.

Leaving the Mu Corporation, Mu Lan received a call from Aunt Li, saying that Huo Tingxiao was going to undergo a biopsy.

A biopsy… Mu Lan was extremely anxious, wishing Yun Xi could drive the car like a rocket.

A biopsy meant there was something growing in his stomach, and the situation was still unknown. If it were benign, a surgery might suffice, but if it were malignant…

Mu Lan shook her head vigorously, not daring to think further.

Upon arriving at the hospital, she saw Aunt Li pacing anxiously in the corridor, her eyes red.

“Mu Lan, you’re here, I…”

“It’s okay, it’s just a biopsy. His health is usually very good. There won’t be any issues.”

Mu Lan forced herself to stay calm. If she lost it now, that could really spell trouble.

“The young master told me not to tell, but with the situation as it is, I was afraid not to…”

Mu Lan gently patted Aunt Li’s arm and stepped into the sickroom. Huo Tingxiao, seeing her, was first taken aback, and then immediately returned to an expression of calm indifference.

“Is the studio not busy? I’m fine here with Aunt Li taking care of me, you…”

Mu Lan’s eyes watched him, showing neither joy nor anger. The calmer she was, the more anxious Huo Tingxiao grew.

“What’s wrong?”

“You tell me what’s wrong?”

Her counter-question left Huo Tingxiao momentarily at a loss for words, and he glanced again at the slowly entering Auntie Li.

“It’s just a check-up, what, are you worried?”

Huo Tingxiao’s face wore a smile, obviously trying to lighten the mood, but Mu Lan’s complexion became even more unsightly.

“I don’t have the time to argue with you right now, Huo Tingxiao, were you really not planning on letting me know?”

Seeing that she was truly angry, Huo Tingxiao also put away his smile and began to feign pity.

“It’s not really a big deal.”

“A polyp in the stomach, and you say it’s not a big deal?”

Mu Lan was furious, her voice even rising a bit.

Auntie Li couldn’t help but wipe the corner of her eye and turned to leave the sickroom, closing the door behind her.

“Mad?”

Knowing full well yet asking, Huo Tingxiao made Mu Lan so angry she could practically smoke from her head.

“Shouldn’t I be mad?”

“Really worried?”

Mu Lan’s eyes were reddening, even her fingertips were trembling.

“What am I worried about? What do I have to be worried about?”

She clearly cared, clearly minded, yet she was so angry that she couldn’t say a single kind word.

Seeing her crying like a little kitten, with both heartache and joy in his eyes, he suddenly understood: she had him in her heart, her worry was genuine, her concern was real.

The harsher her words, the more she cared in her heart.

She still cared about him, Huo Tingxiao thought to himself and couldn’t help feeling happy.

“Who allowed you to kiss me?”

Mu Lan was furious like a mother leopard, punching Huo Tingxiao over and over, not only failing to relieve her anger but also hurting her own hands.

Huo Tingxiao’s arms clamped around her like a vice, preventing her from pulling away at all.

“I couldn’t help myself.”

This self-righteous tone even made Huo Tingxiao laugh out of exasperation.

“Let go, let go!”

Mu Lan, unable to punch properly, resorted to pinching, which didn’t really hurt, but Huo Tingxiao pretended to be in pain and kept on moaning endlessly.

“Ouch, it hurts.”

“It hurts and you still won’t let go, you never learn.”

Though her mouth was fierce, her hands couldn’t follow through; Mu Lan glared at Huo Tingxiao, only to see him smiling unabashedly.

“I won’t let go, I won’t let go even if it kills me this time.

Mu Lan, you care about me, I know it all.”

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, like a child who had been given candy, smiling genuinely from the bottom of his heart.

Mu Lan averted her gaze and cooled her tone.

“Don’t flatter yourself. Take care of your own body, why should I care? I don’t have the time to care about you. Stop talking nonsense.”

The more she said this, the happier Huo Tingxiao felt.

“Don’t think that by saying this, I will actually believe it’s true. Whatever you say, translates automatically in my head to you caring about me, loving me; in short, you can’t fool me anymore.”

Huo Tingxiao’s words made Mu Lan a bit frantic.

“You stop being shameless with me, who cares about you, loves you? Huo Tingxiao, have you been drinking too much and talking nonsense?”

Huo Tingxiao leaned down and kissed her forehead.

“I’m very sober, Mu Lan, anyway, I’m sticking to you, and you can’t chase me away.”