Watching Ye Jiu’s lack of interest, Sikong Mo frowned.
He wanted to make her happy and had intentionally ordered Si Nan in the morning to cancel many of today’s appointments to spend time with her, only to find that Ye Jiu seemed even more anxious than him.
After all, how to cheer up a little girl was something the inexperienced Sikong Mo truly did not know.
Thinking, Sikong directly asked, "Jiujiu, why are you not happy?"
"No," Ye Jiu glanced at him, trying to cover up, "I’m not unhappy!" It was just that she was somewhat anxious inside.
Forget it, Sikong Mo bitterly smiled in his heart.
Her heart wasn’t here, he could tell, and as such, forcing her to stay was useless.
"Let’s go," Sikong Mo said, striding forward.
Ye Jiu didn’t understand why he suddenly seemed angry, but hearing Sikong Mo saying to go, she instinctively followed.
This time, Sikong Mo walked very fast, and Ye Jiu had to jog with her short legs to keep up.
Finally, when they eventually stopped, Ye Jiu was already bending over, gasping for breath with her petite body.
Helplessly, Sikong Mo patted her back to help her catch her breath, his tone slightly reproachful, "If you can’t keep up, just say so. Why run so fast?"
Ye Jiu looked at him, baffled, and didn’t reply, just watching how he could say such words without a trace of embarrassment on his face.
She was running so fast only because he was walking fast, wasn’t she?
Moreover, he was clearly doing it on purpose, yet blaming her for not speaking up.
This man, he really was too baffling.
"I, with these little short legs, can’t walk too fast, so I would ask Master Sikong to slow down a bit," Ye Jiu said stiffly, pulling at the corners of her mouth.
Although she had grown quite a bit in the past half-year, she still only reached just below his chest, and to look at his face while talking, she had to tilt her head up quite high.
It really was tiring even to talk — it made her neck ache.
However, her deliberately contrived appearance dissipated the gloom in Sikong Mo’s heart instantly.
Softening his tone deliberately, Sikong Mo said, "We’ve arrived."
Ye Jiu hadn’t realized what was happening when she saw Sikong Mo turn around, push open the door behind them, and walk in.
She felt that every time she was with Sikong Mo, it was a real challenge to her intelligence.
Following Sikong Mo’s steps into the room, Ye Jiu finally realized that it was a large room, similar to a warehouse, and very clean, yet completely devoid of even a single stool.
Ye Jiu suddenly understood Sikong Mo’s intentions.
Then, she heard him speak exactly as she had guessed, "The food, let’s store it here."
"Okay," Ye Jiu replied.
Yet, looking at Sikong Mo’s figure, Ye Jiu asked another question, "Master Sikong, would you mind stepping outside?"
The quantity was too much, and it was all stored in storage compartments. She was afraid that if she couldn’t control it well, it might fall and hit someone when she took it out.
After all, she could only ensure that none of the items fell on her. With such a large quantity, she couldn’t possibly take it out bit by bit, and controlling exactly where everything lands was quite challenging.
It would be a grave sin if someone were to be injured.
More so since the person was someone of Sikong Mo’s stature.
Yet, Sikong Mo thought that Ye Jiu didn’t want him to see.
Understanding Ye Jiu’s guarded heart, he didn’t say a word, turned around, and walked out, dutifully closing the door behind him.
The light in the room suddenly dimmed, making Ye Jiu’s eyes uncomfortable.
Her heart suddenly irritated, this man, he did it on purpose, right?
He wasn’t worried that she, in a moment of anger, might not give him the food, making him pay money for nothing.