I really like your sand sculpture group friends

He paused for a moment, then quickly added, "Of course, this is a celebration party for the studio, and I was supposed to pay for it."

"Huh? Are we finally going to have a celebration banquet?" Bai Shishi looked up in surprise.

"It hasn't been many days..." Mo Xiangwen chuckled, "Why is Shishi in such a hurry?"

"Hehe, I heard from Sister Mengyao that the three of you ate Haidilao together at school before." Bai Shishi smiled shyly, her face slightly red: "After hearing Sister Mengyao talk about the three of you eating Haidilao together at school, I've been looking forward to... having a meal with everyone."

"What does Shishi want to eat?" Su Mengyao asked immediately with great interest.

"Hey, me?" Bai Shishi frowned slightly, counting on her fingers, "Hmm... I kind of want to eat the Haidilao you guys ate together, since I haven't tried it yet... But I also really want to eat the grilled fish from XXX's place..." Her little face was full of happy dilemma.

Mo wanted to remind her about her health, but seeing how happy she was, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

I decided to secretly ask the counselor later and then tell Su Mengli and the others to be careful.

Celebrations are a good thing, but Bai Shishi's health is clearly more important.

Ideally, this would take into account Bai Shishi's physical condition while also ensuring she has a lot of fun.

Su Mengyao immediately ran over, squeezed next to Mo Xiangwen and Bai Shishi, and excitedly pulled Bai Shishi to start discussing.

Seeing this, Mo Xiangwen simply stood up and patted the empty space on the sofa.

"Mengyao, please sit here. I'm going to go and talk to Mengli about something."

Su Mengyao glanced at him curiously, seemingly wondering what he wanted to talk about with her sister, but she obediently sat down and quickly got back into her lively discussion with Bai Shishi.

Mo Xiangwen walked over and sat down in Su Mengyao's seat. As soon as he sat down, he noticed that several single-player game windows were prominently displayed on Su Mengyao's computer screen.

He couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed that Su Mengyao had thoroughly implemented the unwritten rule that "we only work when we're not playing games at the studio."

However, he didn't come here to peek at other people's computer desktops.

“Mengli,” Mo Xiangwen turned to Su Mengli beside him and said softly, “Is it convenient to ask you something? It’s related to your father.”

Although Su Mengli was mentally prepared when she heard that Mo Xiangwen had something to say, she was still surprised when he asked about her father right away.

Seeing Su Mengli's expression, Mo Xiangwen realized what was going on and quickly explained, "It's about what we mentioned before, that the proceeds will be used for charity."

"Didn't they say they were going to ask Old Li for help?" Su Mengli asked疑惑地, "What does that have to do with my father?"

“What Mr. Li means is,” Mo Xiangwen carefully chose his words, “that he originally intended to have your father handle this matter. However, seeing that I have a good relationship with you, he simply asked me to come and ask for your opinion directly.”

"..." Su Mengli was silent for a few seconds, seemingly processing the information, then nodded gently, "So, Father has indeed been working on this all along, and has devoted a lot of effort to it."

"Hmm? Does Su Mengli know anything about this?"

“Yes,” Su Mengli nodded, her tone calm: “My father often talks to me and Mengyao about these charity projects. However, Mengyao isn’t very interested, so I usually just listen and help organize some materials.”

"I see. Would you mind telling me about it?"

“There’s nothing inconvenient about it, it’s not a secret.” Su Mengli chuckled. “Besides, you’re the one who asked.”

Mo Xiangwen's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason, and he suppressed the subtle, indescribable feeling in his heart.

He cleared his throat discreetly, steer the conversation back on track: "Then... why did Old Li think of asking your father to handle this matter?"

Su Mengli pondered for a moment, then analyzed clearly, "Although it's just my guess, I think there are two main reasons. First, as I just said, my father has indeed invested a lot in the field of charity and public welfare. He has experience and connections, and he is reliable and trustworthy. Old Master Li can trust him."

She paused, then said hesitantly, "Secondly, it might be related to our family. Lanxi Shopping Plaza belongs to our family."

Mo Xiangwen nodded subconsciously, then suddenly realized what he meant and exclaimed in surprise, "...Wait, where did you say?"

Su Mengli seemed oblivious to his momentary freeze, and continued calmly, "Lanxi Shopping Plaza has a very comprehensive range of businesses; it basically has everything—school supplies, books, furniture, clothing, food..."

"Although most of the shops inside are brand-owned stores and not directly operated by our family, I think my father, as the owner, should be very familiar with the heads of these brands."

"Therefore, if we go through him to centrally procure supplies and send them to mountainous areas or orphanages, we should be able to get a significant discount on the price. With the same budget, we can buy more and more practical items."

Holy crap, what terrifying thing did Mengli just casually say?

Is that Lanxi Shopping Plaza you visited twice yours?

No wonder... no wonder these two always seem to be insensitive to money.

Their daily spending wasn't extravagant, but their inherent composure and their attitude that "happiness is more important than money"... he finally understood the source of their confidence.

He knew the two women were rich, but he never imagined they were this rich.

No wonder they don't care about the meager "salary" from the studio; to them, that money is probably less than a month's allowance. Having fun and making the games they love are far more important.

No wonder Su Mengli could so openly say she wanted to work for her in Bai's previous life; now I understand.

If I had known in my previous life I would have just come here to work for her and slack off, I would have saved myself from drifting around for so many years, ruining my health and not saving any money.

Mo Xiangwen chuckled to himself, but it was just a self-deprecating remark; he wouldn't actually think that way.

Su Mengli had been paying attention to his reaction, and seeing his complicated expression and silence, she couldn't help but feel a slight tightness in her heart.

She blinked, trying to make her smile look relaxed and natural: "Although we didn't mean to hide it from everyone, now that things have come to this... this little thing shouldn't make our relationship become distant or estranged, right?"

Although Su Mengli appeared relaxed, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy inside.

Although she tried to maintain a calm expression, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy inside.

Although she had known Mo Xiangwen, Yan Nuoya, and Bai Shishi online for a long time and had a foundation of trust in them, the real trigger that made her decide to be honest was this very incident.

Don't underestimate "Fox Travels in Chang'an" just because it's a small game. After this week, its total advertising revenue will definitely be in the millions, or even tens of millions.

Given her younger sister Su Mengyao's personality, she has never been particularly concerned or sensitive to this kind of thing, and she may not even have a concept of the speed and breadth of its spread.

Su Mengyao doesn't have to like it or learn it.

But she was different. If Su Mengyao didn't like it, she had to learn it, even if she didn't like it either.

She learned a lot about business from her father, and it's easy to tell from that.

Honestly, she could understand if Mo Xiangwen decided not to donate at the last minute.

This amount of money is a large sum, even for their family.

Having known each other for so long, she knew that Mo Xiangwen's family wasn't well-off.

But he still donated without hesitation, without even considering whether he would regret it.

Since he could donate such a large sum of money without hesitation, and considering they had known each other for so long, she was still willing to further trust Mo Xiangwen's character.

This current matter concerning charitable cooperation is undoubtedly the best opportunity to be frank.

Thinking of this, she felt a sense of gratitude towards Old Li.

If it weren't for this opportunity, she really doesn't know when she would have found a suitable chance to naturally tell everyone these things.

If it drags on for too long, it becomes suspicious of deliberate concealment.

Mo Xiangwen was naturally unaware of her complicated thoughts. If he had known, he probably would have said that she overestimated him.

If he weren't confident that he could earn back this money in the future, or even more, he wouldn't be so calm about it.

If you're not interested in money, at the very least you should be financially well-off.

At this moment, Mo Xiangwen suddenly realized the truth.

Turns out that was what I was worried about.

Mo Xiangwen instantly understood the source of Su Mengli's earlier unease.

Indeed, when most people suddenly learn that their friend has such a family background, their mindset will inevitably change.

Kind-hearted people might feel distant or even inferior, and as for those with ulterior motives... well, that goes without saying.

"What are you saying?" Mo Xiangwen straightened up, deliberately put on a stern face, and then revealed a mischievous smile, saying in a half-joking, half-serious tone, "What do you mean by being distant or estranged? I will only say 'Rich lady is hungry, food is coming.'"

His exaggerated, quirky tone successfully dispelled the subtle tension in the air.

Su Mengli's tense nerves finally relaxed, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing. Her eyebrows curved into crescents, and her previous anxiety vanished.

"Okay, I'll take care of you." Su Mengli replied with a smile, her voice tinged with playfulness and teasing. "When you don't want to work hard or play games anymore, remember to tell me?"

"Never mind, never mind." Mo Xiangwen quickly shook his head and waved his hand. "I was just joking, don't take it seriously."

"You're so unserious..." She gave Mo Xiangwen a reproachful look, but a smile spread from her eyes.

After laughing, she remembered to add, "Oh, right, I casually asked my father about Professor Li before. He said that Professor Li used to teach at a business school, and he happened to be one of Professor Li's students. So it's not surprising that Professor Li would think of asking him for help."

"I see." Mo Xiangwen nodded thoughtfully. "In that case, can this matter be entrusted to you for full responsibility? And for coordinating and communicating with your father, and so on."

"Huh?" Su Mengli was somewhat surprised: "I'm fully responsible? This amount of money is quite large..."

"It's nothing," Mo Xiangwen chuckled. "You trust me so much, what's wrong with me trusting you back?"

Su Mengli pursed her lips and pondered for a moment before saying, "I'll ask my father when I get back."

“If, and I mean if,” Su Mengli said with a very serious expression, “Father really takes over this matter, I will be responsible for compiling a detailed list of every purchase, all receipts and vouchers, as well as the specific locations where these supplies were ultimately delivered and the proof of receipt, and bring them to you for review.”

"When you have time, I can go with you to see the local area."

"Huh? That's too much trouble! There's really no need to go through all that trouble..." Mo Xiangwen blurted out.

"You!" Su Mengli said, both amused and exasperated, giving him a sharp glare. "It's the result of everyone's hard work, so of course we have to be responsible for it."

Chapter 131 Bai Shishi's Room (4K)

In the morning, Mo Xiangwen yawned and went with Yan Nuoya to the neighborhood near the school to check out the listings they had found online.

What's wrong? I feel like I didn't sleep well yesterday, and my eyelids still feel heavy.

Mo Xiangwen pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, and the slight stinging sensation brought him back to his senses a little.

He reached the door and made a phone call. The door opened shortly after.

The person who opened the door was a girl who looked to be about the same age as Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya, with somewhat heavy makeup. She stood in the doorway, her gaze sweeping over Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya: "Are you the ones looking to rent a room?"

“Yes.” Mo Xiangwen nodded, his gaze sweeping past the girl and quickly across the living room. The living room wasn’t large, and the lighting wasn’t very good, making it seem somewhat dark. Because it was a common area, there weren’t many things, and it looked fairly tidy.

The girl stepped aside and said, "Come in and take a look. It's a second bedroom for rent. One month's deposit and three months' rent in advance, that's the price." She gestured.

The two followed the girl into the house. A strong scent of perfume hit them, and Mo Xiangwen subconsciously frowned.

"Your roommate is a girl?" Yan Nuoya's voice sounded from behind Mo Xiangwen, a little lower than usual. She stood half a step behind Mo Xiangwen, her gaze sweeping around the living room before settling on the girl. Her face was expressionless, her lips slightly pursed.

"Yes, I have another roommate, also a girl." The girl nodded, her gaze sweeping over the two of them again: "Are you... students from H University?"

“Yes,” Mo Xiangwen replied.

"Oh, fellow alumni." The girl's attitude seemed a little warmer: "Well then. Originally, we only wanted to find female roommates, but since we're all students at H University..." She paused, her gaze lingering on Mo Xiangwen for a moment, "...a male roommate would also be fine, just please be careful in the common areas."

After listening, Yan Nuoya looked away from the girl's face, her tone still calm, but she nodded slightly to indicate, "We'll think about it some more, thank you."

After saying that, she didn't linger and turned to walk straight towards the door.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Mo Xiangwen quickly added to the girl who was still standing there, and then followed Yan Nuoya out.

The air in the stairwell was somewhat stuffy. Yan Nuoya was already waiting at the top of the stairs, her back to him.

"Having to make agreements with others is too much trouble." Yan Nuoya's voice was flat as she walked down the stairs first. "Next place."

Mo Xiangwen sighed softly and followed.

As he stepped out of the apartment building, the blinding sunlight made him squint.

They looked at several more properties, but were not very satisfied with any of them.

The two men emerged from another apartment complex, their brows furrowed. Mo Xiangwen scratched his head in frustration.

"This is the fifth one." He felt his throat was dry and saw a convenience store at the entrance of the community. "I'm going to buy a bottle of water. Wait for me."

Soon, Mo Xiangwen returned with two bottles of water.

Yan Nuoya stood under the shade of a tree by the roadside, her face appearing even paler in the sunlight, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

"It's so far that it takes more than 20 minutes to bike there, and I can't make it in time if I have class in the morning." Mo Xiangwen walked to her side, handed her the bottle of room temperature water, sighed, and pointed to another address on the phone screen: "The remaining few... are all shared apartments, although they are all occupied by girls."

She took the bottled water from Mo Xiangwen, thanked him, and took a small sip.

"I still don't really want to share an apartment with someone else," she said softly. "I'm sorry."

“That’s not necessary.” Mo Xiangwen shook his head. “I don’t really like sharing an apartment with strangers, but there are indeed very few whole apartments available near the school.”

Yan Nuoya silently looked at the notebook in her hand and crossed out the address of yet another property listing with her pen.

"Let's forget about it for now. If there's no suitable place, you should move to Su Mengli's place for a while." Mo Xiangwen frowned as he looked at her slightly pale face and the lingering fatigue between her brows. He said, "I'll stay in the dormitory for now and we can talk about it later if there's a chance."

Yan Nuoya sighed inwardly, nodded, and didn't insist any further. She turned around and walked back side by side with him.

Mo Xiangwen hailed a taxi on the roadside, and the two got into the back seat, giving Bai Shishi's apartment complex address.