Chapter 233 Mo Family
Mo Ziling was confused by his brother's ability to change the subject: "Brother, what's going on? How did you get a gun? And Xiaoxue, when did she become like that?"
Mo Ziche didn't answer his question directly: "Are you going to leave after you come back this time? Or are you going to stay in China to develop your career?"
Mo Ziling was a little angry now: "Brother, I don't want to be a fool?"
Mo Ziche still had a calm expression: "Just be yourself, don't tell anyone at home. Apart from what you saw today, you can ask mom about the rest. I still have to grade homework."
Is this a disguised admission of guilt and a way to get rid of him? Mo Ziling looked at his brother with a strange look on his face, feeling like he was punching cotton. He was silent for a long while, and finally said nothing, slamming the door and walking out angrily.
Didn't he just not go home for two years? Why did he feel that this home had changed and became unfamiliar to him?
How could the brother who always regarded his sister as a treasure now look indifferent when he mentioned her? How could the sister who was always well-behaved, sensible and introverted be so bold to sing on Yehuang?
How could the timid sister be so skilled? Why did the brother have a gun? Why did he regard his sister as an enemy?
Why? Why? Why... everything is so weird?
Fang Jing listened to her youngest son's yelling, but didn't care. Children are no longer under the control of their mothers. They are all grown up, and she still has a lot of worries.
It's a pity that my eldest son doesn't get married. It's also a pity that my youngest son is not serious.
She walked into her husband's study room carrying a fruit plate, saw her calm husband reading a newspaper, and said, "You don't care?"
Mo Jingyuan looked up at his wife and said, "They are all adults and have their own ideas. Don't worry about it. What did my little sister say?"
"Still at Uncle Li's house. Come and eat the fruit. This is something Xiaoxue asked someone to send over."
"Haha, my little cotton-padded jacket is still the best. Please bring me some delicious food." He put down the newspaper in his hand, picked up a piece of cantaloupe and started eating.
"Well, don't say that, it's so sweet."
Seeing that her husband liked it, Fang Jing said happily, "Really? I don't know where this girl bought it from, but it tastes much better than what's sold outside."
Mo Jingyuan said: "Don't ask too much, what is the fate of this child?"
"But do you really believe that it's true?" Fang Jing still couldn't believe it.
Mo Jingyuan ate several pieces in a row, picked up the wet towel beside him and wiped his hands: "Believe it, why not, some things are better to believe in than not believe in.
You said, the old lady of the Murong family, we have known about her eccentricity since childhood.
And wasn't your illness cured by her?
Also, there is sound, right? Can you hear it? Can you see it? Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”
"Yes, but..."
"Also, if my sister doesn't get along with that old lady, do you think my parents will agree to her marrying into the Murong family?
Look at Murong Zhennan again. It wasn’t the old lady who arranged for him to marry the daughter of the Song family.
Look at those two again. How have they been raised by my younger sister's mother-in-law? Didn't mom dislike my younger sister's mother-in-law in the first place?
If it weren't for Mo Xiaoxiao, would my parents have been able to travel around the world in the past two years? I originally thought that the Nangong family's siblings were good people, humph, look at what they have done to Xiaoxue?"
"That's not what I meant. I was talking about our little Che."
"What's wrong with him?" Mo Jingyuan then realized that he and his wife seemed to be on different channels.
Fang Jing looked worried: "I noticed that he has been sitting there in a daze lately. He only responds after I call him several times. Sometimes he looks absent-minded."
"Oh, isn't it because of Snow Girl?"
"I think so. You said that girl sold the house without saying a word, and we don't know where she lives now.
My younger sister and her husband are never at home, and my relatives have gone to the capital..."
"Mom, don't worry about her, she's fine now." Mo Ziche said while leaning against the door of the study with a glass of water.
Listening carefully, there is a hint of jealousy and irony. Very contradictory.
Mo Jingyuan looked at his godlike eldest son and jokingly said, "When did you become so elusive and like to eavesdrop?"
"Dad, the study door is not closed. I heard everything you said to my mom upstairs."
Fang Jing sighed in her heart. This son has never smiled since he found out that his biological mother had passed away and his biological father had remarried.
His cold and handsome face was already gloomy, and became even gloomier because of Xiaoxue's matter. This child is really unfortunate.
"Come in, let's talk."
"What are you talking about?" Mo Ziche walked in with a cup in hand.
Fang Jing pulled a chair and motioned for him to sit down: "What else can you talk about, kid? What did you just say? What do you mean by that girl is fine?"
Mo Ziche sat down: "She now lives in Yuyuan, which is the villa that her uncle bought for her at the beginning."
Fang Jing: "Yulong Villa?"
Mo Ziche nodded.
Mo Jingyuan smiled: "That house was not bought for her by your uncle, it was given to her as a coming-of-age gift by Xiaoxue's grandmother."
Mo Ziche frowned in confusion: "18 years old?"
Fang Jing shook her head: "No, it's said that it's the tradition of their Yu family. When a girl comes to Kuishui for the first time, it means that the girl has grown up...
At that time, she also said that when she was a child, children of this age should have been arranged to marry and would have gotten married at fourteen or fifteen or sixteen years old.
When your aunt gave birth to Xiaoxue, the old lady started saving her dowry. Haha, we laughed at her at that time..."
Mo Jingyuan: "Che, you are not young anymore, what do you think about your relationship with her?"
Mo Ziche took out the half jade pendant from his pocket and placed it on the table: "I have regretted the engagement."
Mo Jingyuan picked up the half jade pendant and said, "Is this the one that Master Jikong was talking about?"
"Well, I volunteered."
"Why? You've been waiting for all these years?" Fang Jing didn't understand why her son did this.
Mo Ziche clenched his hands and said, "I like her as she was before, I can't accept her as she is now.
I feel uncomfortable when I see her. It's not fair to her or to me."
Mo Jingyuan looked at his eldest son in confusion. Didn't he know this long ago? Why...
"Didn't Master Jikong say that they were the same person?"
Mo Ziche shook his head. He felt very confused, conflicted and entangled.
Fang Jing was worried: "No? Someone else got there first?"
Mo Ziche still shook his head and remained silent.
Fang Jing and Mo Jingyuan didn't understand what was going on and were extremely anxious.