Ye Liu did not feel right, seeing his brother like this. His fine brows furled.
Mo had crossed the line!
How could he talk to Ling like that?
He could show he cared, but not with a harsh tone like that. His concern seemed a lot like condemnation!
Li Wazi washed up and came to help Ye Mo in the kitchen.
He opened his mouth to say, "Mo, your tone was a bit too much just now. Ling just wanted to share the workload. He didn't mean to fall sick. He's going to be upset after you tell him off like that."
"Upset?" Ye Mo grunted. "Well, he should be. He should know better than to ask a whole bunch of questions, get overemotional, fall ill, and then make everyone else panic and worry! If he… If something happened, we'd be even more upset!"
Li Wazi listened carefully. He could hear Ye Mo trembling as he spoke.
Ye Mo did not get why Ling wanted to know about everything that was happening.
