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Mengli could clearly feel the warmth of his breath as he approached. Her back tensed up slightly involuntarily, her fingers tightened around the mouse, her heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks began to heat up uncontrollably.

The story shown on the screen is about how the young lady Xia Chenlu and the male protagonist meet by accident in a music class, and gradually develop feelings for each other through several chance encounters.

The writing style possesses a delicate and beautiful quality unique to female authors, and the plot flows smoothly.

Mo Xiangwen pondered for a moment, then straightened up. "I think... there's nothing too serious. The skeleton is fine; maybe some details need some work."

The moment he stood up, Su Mengli secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then inexplicably felt that the warmth surrounding her had left a little too quickly.

“Before, because of some thoughts… well, maybe they were too close to some of my past beliefs,” Su Mengli explained softly, her gaze fixed on the screen as she said softly, “After returning from the hot spring trip, I think… I have some new thoughts.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Xiangwen paused slightly, then laughed, his tone unwavering: "Then do it. Rewrite it if you want."

Su Mengli raised her head, a hint of worry in her dark eyes: "But what if there's not enough time? What if the final version isn't as good as the current one? And I'm also worried that this part of the work will affect my work in charge of operations."

Mo Xiangwen chuckled and shook his head, saying, "How silly! Just because you want to write a new one doesn't mean the current version has to be deleted immediately. We can keep it as one of our alternatives."

He paused, then said, "Besides, with me here, what is there to be afraid of?"

Looking into his smiling eyes, Su Mengli's tense nerves seemed to relax a little, and she smiled and said, "Okay."

“However,” Mo Xiangwen changed the subject and said with a smile, “I still have an idea.”

"what?"

"Have you thought about talking to Shishi, Mengyao, and Nuoya?" Mo Xiangwen looked at her. "If you feel that this part of the reconstruction work is too much and the time is too tight, why don't you consider talking to them? Maybe Shishi has already finished the main part of her painting and isn't so busy anymore, so she'd be willing to take back some of the later detailing work? Maybe Mengyao thinks she can handle the background and music by herself after her assessment? Or perhaps..."

He pointed to himself and said softly, "I could have taken on most of these operational coordination tasks anyway."

Su Mengli paused for a moment, then shook her head: "I took on these tasks voluntarily, so how can I go and tell everyone now that I'm too busy..."

"Why not?" Mo Xiangwen asked calmly.

Su Mengli was taken aback by his question. She opened her mouth, but couldn't immediately give a reason.

Seeing her somewhat bewildered expression, Mo Xiangwen changed the subject: "Do you remember the first time you were angry with me?"

Su Mengli pursed her lips and subconsciously denied it: "I...I was never angry."

"Miss Mengli is so cute." Mo Xiangwen chuckled.

Su Mengli's ears burned at his words, and she lightly slapped his arm, feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed: "Be serious!"

“I’m being very serious,” Mo Xiangwen said with a gentle smile in his eyes. “I genuinely think that Miss Mengli’s occasional little quirks are quite adorable.”

"I didn't," Su Mengli turned her face away and retorted softly.

"Are you saying you don't have that personality trait, or that you've never been angry?" Mo Xiangwen deliberately pressed.

"...Both of them."

“Okay.” Mo Xiangwen shrugged helplessly, then reminded him, “Do you remember when Nuoya and I both had fevers, and you took care of us, and it was the first time we cooked together in the kitchen?”

Su Mengli remembered.

At that time, he still wanted to force himself to cook despite his illness, but she questioned him about it.

“Do you remember what you said back then, ‘If you keep being so distant, Xiang Wen, I’m going to get angry’?”

Mo Xiangwen said with a smile.

Although she was indeed a little angry at the time, she hardly took it to heart afterwards.

But now that he's brought it up, I still feel inexplicably embarrassed...

Su Mengli blushed slightly and whispered in defense, "I wasn't angry... I just felt that you and Nuoya were being a bit too formal back then."

"You think we don't consider you friends?" Mo Xiangwen picked up on her words and shook his head: "Then you're wrong. Nuoya and I have always considered you very important friends from the very beginning. It's precisely because we value you that we've been so careful and mindful of the boundaries in our interactions."

"Because neither I nor Noah have much experience in making friends with people our own age. We worry that if we're not careful, we might cross the line or do something wrong, and lose you as such precious friends."

Su Mengli listened quietly; this was the first time he had so directly expressed his and Yan Nuoya's feelings.

She glanced at his face and said softly, "If only you had told Noah what you and Noah were thinking sooner."

“It’s not too late now,” Mo Xiangwen said with a smile. “It’s not like anything irreversible has happened. Everything is fine for us now, so we just need to keep looking forward.”

"You're right." Su Mengli smiled brightly. "But you've been talking very... "

She seemed to hesitate for a moment, but quickly smiled with relief.

"Hmm, you're quite direct today."

“Because,” Mo Xiangwen looked at her and smiled, “this is the truest personality and thought of Nuoya and me. Now, I’ve even said things like ‘I like Miss Mengli,’ so… I also want Miss Mengli to know these things.”

Su Mengli pursed her lips, unable to resist covering them lightly with her left hand, and smiled softly, her shoulders trembling slightly. She asked with a hint of amusement, "What? Is it difficult for you to say you like Miss Mengli? You can take it back now."

“No, that won’t do. I’d even like to say a few more words.” Mo Xiangwen straightened up and said seriously, “However, Miss Mengli could consider giving me some compensation, then I won’t be at a loss.”

Su Mengli rolled her eyes at him, pursed her lips tightly, and tried to control the smile on her face.

After a while, she patted his hand and said gently with a smile, "Okay, stop with the grand principles. I know what you mean. I'll try to rely on everyone."

As expected of Miss Mengli, she understood his meaning so quickly, giving him no chance to teach and educate.

Mo Xiangwen blinked, feigning disappointment as he sighed, "I haven't even begun to delve into the education yet, and Miss Mengli has already interrupted the spellcasting."

Su Mengli smiled, a hint of smugness in her eyes: "I don't like being lectured by you so seriously."

Mo Xiangwen readily agreed, saying, "Okay, I'll definitely pay attention next time."

Su Mengli, however, did not seem entirely satisfied with the answer, staring at him blankly.

She sighed softly, shook her head slightly, her voice so faint it was almost inaudible, yet it was so clear to his ears.

"Actually... it's not that bad. I still really hope that when I'm stuck in a rut or can't figure things out, you can help me out like this."

Mo Xiangwen suddenly realized and nodded with a smile: "Okay, I understand."

Su Mengli tilted her head and asked with a smile, "You really know?"

“Not necessarily,” Mo Xiangwen looked at her and said softly, “Perhaps Miss Mengli will need to give me more guidance in the future and correct me as needed.”

Su Mengli covered her mouth and chuckled at his teasing.

"Alright." Mo Xiangwen straightened up and stretched his limbs. "Since Miss Mengli is unwilling to give me a chance to educate her, then let's just talk this out. I'll go take a shower to clear my head, and I'll come over and play on the computer for a while later."

He had just turned around when Su Mengli called out to him, "Xiang Wen."

"What's wrong?" He turned around.

Su Mengli looked at him, her eyes gentle and tender under the lamplight, with a hint of shyness in them: "Thank you."

“No need.” Mo Xiangwen winked at her and smiled, “After all, the lovely Miss Mengli calls me brother, so as her brother, it’s only natural that I should solve problems for my sister.”

Suddenly being brought up what happened a few days ago, Su Mengli couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed.

She pursed her lips, ignoring his antics, and continued, "And... I like you too."

Looking at her slightly flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes, Mo Xiangwen felt as if a warm tide was washing over his heart.

He laughed and his tone softened: "Yes, my lovely Miss Mengli, I like you very much too."

Chapter 270 The Impatient Miss Mengli (4K Two-in-One)

The morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting warm shadows. As usual, the five of them sat down in front of their computers, ready to begin their new day's work.

Just then, Su Mengli took a soft breath and coughed lightly.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was enough for everyone to know she had something to say, and they stopped what they were doing.

"Everyone," Su Mengli began slowly, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension, "I have something I'd like to discuss with you all."

As soon as she finished speaking, four pairs of eyes instantly focused on her.

Bai Shishi tilted her head curiously, while Su Mengyao put down the digital pen she had just picked up. Yan Nuoya raised her eyes, her purple eyes calm and serene.

Mo Xiangwen didn't say anything, but simply turned his chair slightly towards her and gave her an encouraging look.

Su Mengli tapped her fingertips lightly on the table and continued, "It's about the part of the storyline I'm in charge of, especially Xia Chenlu's personal storyline. I want to restructure it."

She paused, seemingly organizing her thoughts on how to explain this sudden decision.

“After talking with Xiang Wen last night, I felt that my previous writing style was a bit too restrained. I want to try a more… more direct and more touching way of expression. But this means that I may need more time, and the post-production illustration work for Shishi, which I was originally in charge of, as well as some of the auxiliary work for Mengyao, may not be able to be done as well.”

After she finished speaking, the room was quiet for a moment.

Bai Shishi was the first to stand up from her chair, nodding vigorously and flashing a bright smile: "Yes! No problem, Sister Mengli! Leave the rest to me! This is my job anyway, don't worry, I can definitely do it!"

Su Mengyao was stunned and looked at her sister in disbelief. Seeing her sister's serious expression, she subconsciously turned her gaze to him, her eyes seemingly asking if this was really her fiercely independent sister.

Mo Xiangwen found it somewhat amusing, but still nodded slightly, confirming her thoughts.

Upon receiving confirmation, Su Mengyao's face instantly lit up with surprise. She rushed to Su Mengli's side, grabbed her sister's arm, and complained, "You should have said so earlier, sis! I could have handled this all by myself! I'm the little sister you're so proud of."

As Mo Xiangwen said last night, when she finally mustered the courage to speak her mind frankly, she will only receive everyone's unwavering support.

However... this silly little sister isn't exactly something to be proud of.

Feeling the warmth of her sister's embrace, Su Mengli's slightly tense shoulders finally relaxed.

She pursed her lips, reached out, and gently stroked Su Mengyao's head.

Then, she raised her head and her gaze fell on Mo Xiangwen, who was watching her with a gentle smile.

Mo Xiangwen smiled and nodded at her again.

A warm feeling welled up in her heart, and a relieved smile appeared on Su Mengli's face. She lowered her head slightly and said gently, "Thank you everyone... Well then, I'll leave it to you."

"Sister Mengli, you can't be so polite!" Bai Shishi waved her hands repeatedly, her little face full of seriousness: "We're friends, and friends should help each other! Besides, this really is my job, and I should thank you for helping me before!"

At this moment, Yan Nuoya, who had been sitting quietly, blinked gently, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said, "Although it seems like I have to say something to cooperate in this atmosphere."

She shrugged and laughed, "But I really wasn't of any help, so never mind."

Her words instantly shattered the somewhat sentimental atmosphere.

It was rare to see Yan Nuoya joking with them, so Su Mengyao burst out laughing. Bai Shishi covered her mouth and chuckled, and even Su Mengli couldn't help but smile and shake her head helplessly.

"Alright." Mo Xiangwen clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back: "Since we've already agreed, let's stop here. It's time to get to work, everyone."

"Let's make a final push for the successful release of our game."

"Whoa!" the crowd responded in unison, their fighting spirit high.

The familiar sounds of keyboard typing and mouse clicking filled the studio again, but the atmosphere was more relaxed than before.

Every now and then, Su Mengyao and Bai Shishi would joke around with each other, making everyone laugh non-stop.

The individual character storylines provided in the demo version were mainly conceived and supervised by Mo Xiangwen, and are now basically finalized.

This means that before the game is officially released, Su Mengli has nearly a month to devote herself wholeheartedly to the reconstruction of the plot she envisions.

A month is more than enough for Mo Xiangwen, who is used to working with words.

But for Su Mengli, who is working with words for the first time and wants to achieve emotional impact and repeatedly refine her emotions, it might be a bit too intense.

It's okay, he'll be there to help and supervise Su Mengli anyway.

The day for the release of the demo and pre-orders arrived quickly, but the data on the first day was usually not good, so everyone was mentally prepared and decided to wait a week.

This week, the atmosphere in the studio was completely different from usual. Although everyone was sitting in their own seats, there was an invisible tension in the air.

No one spoke; even their breathing seemed to slow down.

Su Mengyao and Bai Shishi were restless, glancing out the window, pacing back and forth, and stealing glances at Mo Xiangwen's screen.

Su Mengli clasped her hands together on her knees, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Only Yan Nuoya and Mo Xiangwen seemed completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere, chatting and laughing nonchalantly.

Thanks to these two, the other three calmed down a bit.

Seemingly finally sensing everyone's tension, Mo Xiangwen also opened several mainstream video websites and gaming communities.

Soon, he saw their game's promotional posters and some content creators' demo videos on the homepage's recommended and advertising sections.

He took a screenshot and posted it in the group chat.

"It seems like the response is pretty good," Mo Xiangwen said with a smile. "You can also take a look; most of the comments are positive."

Upon hearing this, the others quickly opened the group chat, glanced at the screenshot, and then searched for the video based on its title.

[The art style is just my style! The character illustrations are beautiful, the UI is very user-friendly, and the white-haired female protagonist is so cute.]

[I tried it out, and the character development system is more interesting than I expected. It's not just mindless clicking; you need to use your brain to plan your time.]