Chapter 150 - Youre Tang Molings Uncle?
Transmigrating to the 80s to Become Stepmom to Five Bigwigs
Mu Jingzhe was so busy that she forgot all about the worrisome Tang Moling, making the latter quite anxious.
Tang Moling went to look for Mu Jingzhe twice in succession, wanting to prove his feelings to her, but Mu Jingzhe always said, âWhat do you want to prove? Donât be rash.â
Perhaps it was because he had committed too many misdeeds in the past, but Mu Jingzhe didnât believe that he was sincere about her. She was only wary of him and remained firm and resolute in her belief that he loved Mu Xue wholeheartedly.
Tang Moling was furious, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, Mu Jingzhe didnât seem to be lying. It appeared that she really thought so. She only said that it was impossible between them and then started to hide from him.
Tang Moling felt like he was about to have a heart attack. After taking two days to calm down, he finally managed to meet Mu Jingzhe again.
âMu Jingzhe, how long are you planning to hide from me? Are you planning to hide from me forever?â
Mu Jingzhe felt a headache coming the minute she saw him. âYes, Iâll say it again. Tang Moling, itâs impossible for anything to happen between us. Stop looking for me.â
Tang Moling suppressed his anger. Now that he had seen how Mu Jingzhe was avoiding him, his heart turned cold. He had to admit that Mu Jingzhe really didnât like him. It was impossible for anything to happen between them.
He was overwhelmed by disappointment and despair. âYou really donât like me at all? What exactly is it about me that youâre unsatisfied with?â
âI donât like you at all. Itâs impossible for anything to happen between us. Tang Moling, stop looking for me. Iâm begging you.â
One shouldnât do anything more than three times, but he had done it more than thrice. Upon hearing the word âbeggingâ, Tang Moling lost his composure. âBegging? Youâre begging me not to look for you again? Do you know how many women beg me to look for them?â
âThen go look for them!â
âMu Jingzhe!â Seeing her attitude, Tang Moling flew into a rage out of humiliation. âDo you really think I wonât do that? Or do you think you can do whatever you want just because I like you?
âI can tell you with certainty that you wonât be able to find a better man than me. If you let me slip by, youâll be destined to be mediocre for the rest of your life. Do you know who I am? How dare you reject me like this! If I really go find them, youâll regret it!â
Mu Jingzhe: ââ¦â
Seeing that Mu Jingzhe was silent, Tang Moling exhaled to calm himself down. âLet me put it this way, Mu Jingzhe: As long as you find someone better than me, Iâll give up on you. As long as you find someone better.â
âNo, Tang Moling. This isnât decided by status or money. Be rational.â
âI canât be rational.â Tang Moling was stubborn. âFind that someone, or you wonât be able to reject me.â
Mu Jingzhe was getting impatient as well. âTang Moling, thatâs enough. Donât force me to say something unpleasant.â
She couldnât be bothered to speak with him any longer and thus turned to leave. However, Tang Moling stopped her. âAre you angry? You canât find someone whoâs better than me, right?â
There was a flash of triumph in his eyes, and a second later, he heard someone cry out, âJingzhe!â
Tang Moling frowned and looked in the direction of the voice. His smug expression changed. âUncle?â
Why was Uncle here? Wasnât Uncle in a coma? Hadnât the doctor said that he couldnât possibly wake up?
Thinking he was seeing things, Tang Moling rubbed his eyes and looked again.
This time, he could clearly see that it was really his uncle.
Tang Moling watched as his uncle walked up to him, raised an eyebrow, and pulled his hand away.
âTang Moling, youâve grown up. Youâve already learned how to get physical with a girl? Youâre really rough too.â
Tang Moling felt as though his wrist was about to be crushed and froze. The pain told him that everything was real.
He stared at Ji Buwang and was momentarily left speechless.
âJi Buwang, what are you doing here?â Mu Jingzhe thought she had heard Tang Moling call him âUncleâ but she wasnât sure. After asking, she gave them a strange look.
âI came over as soon as I saw you.â Ji Buwang had naturally come over upon seeing a man tug at Mu Jingzhe. Based on his voice and physique, he could confirm that this man was Tang Moling.
Ji Buwang glanced at Tang Moling. âWhy are you here? Do you know each other?â
It had been four years since theyâd last met, and this nephew of his had changed quite a bit. If theyâd met on the street, he might not have been able to recognize him if he didnât speak.
Ji Buwangâs tone was calm, but Tang Molingâs expression changed drastically, and he finally found his voice.
âUncle, when did you wake up? Why didnât you tell me?â
âOh, I woke up earlier. I heard that you were busy wooing a young lady and getting engaged, so I didnât inform you.â After saying that, Ji Buwang didnât look at Tang Moling. Instead, he looked at Mu Jingzheâs hand, which had been held by Tang Moling just now. âLuckily, itâs not red. Little Ling, you shouldnât be so rough with girls. Apologize to Jingzhe quickly.â
Tang Molingâs mind was a mess. He apologized in a muffled tone and then asked, âUncle, how did you two meet?â
âUs? Weâve known each other for a long time.â Ji Buwang asked in turn, âHow did you two meet?â
âHeâs my cousin-in-law.â Tang Moling didnât know what to say, so Mu Jingzhe answered.
Tang Moling immediately retorted, âWeâve already broken off our engagement.â How could she say this when he had already confessed his feelings to her?
Mu Jingzhe choked, and Ji Buwang frowned. âWhy are you speaking like this? You have no manners.â
This time, it was Tang Molingâs turn to choke. The way Ji Buwang was lecturing him made it seem like he was trying to distinguish the difference in seniority between him and Mu Jingzhe. However, he didnât dare retort. After all, this wasnât just anyone else. It was his uncle.
He was only a few years older than him, but he was indeed his young uncle, who was like an older brother and father to him.
Looking at Tang Molingâs choked expression, Mu Jingzhe finally asked to confirm it, âHeâs your biological uncle?â Why is the world so small?â
âMm, this is the child my older sister left behind. Heâs my biological nephew.â Ji Buwang nodded suggestively. âYou can call him Little Ling from now on. If heâs as rude as he was just now, tell me and Iâll teach him a lesson.â
Mu Jingzhe: âUh, okay.â
Their relationship was very surprising, and she felt like she needed time to digest it.
Tang Moling was even more shocked than Mu Jingzhe. He was in a daze. At that moment, Tang Moling recalled the familiar figure he had occasionally seen when heâd taken Mu Jingzhe and the kids to art school. At the time, he had thought that his eyes were playing tricks on him. He had even thought that his uncle was still unconscious and couldnât possibly be there.
Looking at the situation now, that was Uncle, right?
âUncle, when did you get here?â
âMe? A long time ago. Iâm taking advantage of my break to be a teacher at the art school.â
âSo that figure really was youâ¦â Tang Moling muttered.
Ji Buwang also remembered something. âOh, youâre talking about seeing me previously? I remember seeing a familiar shadow before. So that was you. You brought her to school?â
Ji Buwang narrowed his eyes dangerously, and Tang Moling felt choked up when he saw it.
Every time his uncle acted like this, it meant danger. His butt hurt out of reflex. âUncle, donât look at me like thatâ¦â
Ji Buwang retracted his gaze and told Mu Jingzhe, âThis child is immature. He still behaves like a kid.â