"Just make him believe that it was he who wronged Sha Ling, that it was he who drove Sha Ling to her death, and only then will he treat you properly!"
Mo Shu’s expressions were calm as he looked at her, his face revealing no emotion.
"Mo Shu, I’m not saying these things to gain your sympathy, nor do I want you to repay me. I just hope for your sake that you won’t hate your father too much, okay?"
Qin Yuan wiped her tears and said, "Your father was in the hospital today, and the doctor said his health is very poor. With his current condition, it might take him over three months to recover from injuries that others could recover from in just two months—his age is getting up there..."
"Do you think I’ve been at odds with him all along?" Mo Shu’s eyes were cold as he looked at Qin Yuan, and even his voice was flat, "Do you think that I now have the power to break his legs without anyone blaming me?" Thɪs chapter is updated by novel·fıre·net
Qin Yuan was taken aback, "He..."
"Thank you for telling me all this today, but if a person doesn’t want to live, no one can stop him," Mo Shu stood up, "Mo Jiantao brought this on himself. I’m only fighting back appropriately. Rather than persuading me, you’d better think about how to keep him in line so he doesn’t embarrass everyone too much."
Qin Yuan quickly stood up and said, "Mo Shu, he just wants others to respect him, to give him some affirmation. He’s not as bad as you think, you..."
Mo Shu never stopped his stride and quickly disappeared from her sight.
Ji Ren said politely, "Madam, this way, please."
Qin Yuan looked embarrassed, "Can you relay a message to Mo Shu for me? Tell her that her father has actually been preparing her dowry this whole time, hidden in his study. He... he still loves her very much."
Ji Ren smiled and said, "The Princess would not believe it. If you see her again, it’s best to tell her in person. Please follow me."
Mo Shu was truly exhausted today, and after a bath, he collapsed into a deep sleep.
When he woke up the next day, it was already seven o’clock.
His biological clock was always precise, waking up at half-past five. Today, he had slept until seven.
As Mo Shu got dressed and came downstairs for breakfast, almost everyone had already left.
Elder Mo was reading the newspaper at the dining table. Upon seeing Mo Shu arrive, he asked, "How did it feel meeting your in-laws last night?"
Mo Shu sat down, saw the milk next to him, slightly furrowed his brow, and asked the servant, "Where’s my coffee?"
"I had it switched," Elder Mo put the newspaper down, "I heard you fell asleep in Si Qiao’s room yesterday?"
Mo Shu took a sip of milk and almost choked upon hearing this, looking at him in disbelief, "How did you know?"
Seeing Mo Shu’s confirmation, Grandpa Mo laughed heartily: "I knew it. That puts me at ease. No wonder your future father-in-law just called, asking if I’ve set the date for your wedding."
This time Mo Shu really did choke and coughed violently twice, "Marriage??"
Mr. Mo took a sip of coffee and nodded, "Yes, we should get it done quickly, especially while you’re not showing yet."
Mo Shu was about to say something when he heard his phone ring. Ji Nan quickly handed him the phone.
The display read: Yu Siqiao.
Yu Siqiao rarely... no, had almost never called him before. What could it be now?
Mo Shu had an ominous feeling as he picked up the phone. Before he could speak, he heard Yu Siqiao’s voice, "My mother has arranged for us to take wedding photos the day after tomorrow. Was that your idea?"