"Of course," Sikong Ying'er said with praise, "the wonderful cooking skills are made by you, right?"

Bai Yunshang smiled, remained silent for a long time and said, "Miss Third, why does he have a headache?"

Sikong Ying'er looked at Sikong Zeye: "Didn't my brother tell you?"

"He said it was the sequelae of the car accident."

"Did he say that? Actually..."[

Sikong Zeye slammed the bowl on the table, stood up and said, "Come with me."

Sikong Yinger shrugged and followed Sikong Zeye to the study. Bai Yunshang hesitated for a while. She was not a person who did not understand etiquette. She had never intervened when Sikong Zeye was talking about serious matters before.

But today

"Miss Sikong, please stay," Bai Yunshang said, "Zeye, why do you have to hide your illness from me? Is there anything I can't listen to?"

"Nothing is impossible." Sikong Zeye replied.

Bai Yunshang nodded, thinking he was going to tell her, and then he said: "I was talking to her about other things."

"..."

Sikong Zeye led Sikong Ying'er into the study, and Bai Yunshang heard the sound of the lock being locked.

She sat back with no appetite at all, and saw Mo Zhuojue looking at her.

"Aren't you going to ask about your Superman daddy's health?"

"Well," Mo Zhuojue nodded, "Leave it to me."

Bai Yunshang was pacing back and forth in the living room, and suddenly she remembered that Sikong Zeye had always had the habit of installing cameras at home.

She probably remembered that the equipment was in the study room on the second floor.

Bai Yunshang hurried upstairs, fumbled around, and finally found the equipment.
Chapter completed!