Chapter 71: The Worries of the Mo Family
From Sidekick to Bigshot
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
During the time Jian Yuncheng left the Jian Residence, Mo Shiyun had started arguing with her mother in their nearby cabin.
âMother, please donât do this kind of thing next time. I already promised you that Iâll prepare a gift,â Mo Shiyun said whilst frowning. Her tone sounded rather helpless.
âWhat are you talking about?â Aunt Mo replied in a confused tone.
âYoung master Yunchengâs gift. You shouldnât have done that.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWait. Didnât you prepare that gift?â Aunt Mo asked back. Her expression appeared to be surprised.
Mo Shiyun discovered from her motherâs expression that her mother was indeed unaware of the situation.
âYou didnât do it? Then....â Mo Shiyun trailed off in bewilderment.
âI assumed the gift was prepared by you. I donât think anyone else in the Jian family would have considered preparing a gift... So... Mother thought... Ahhhh... Was it not your gift?â
Both of them were in shock,
They had assumed that the other person had done it. However, now they discovered that wasnât the case.
Then, Aunt Mo panicked, âWhat do we do now? Will we be discovered?â
Mo Shiyun frowned as she thought carefully about the situation.
When Aunt Mo saw her daughterâs expression, she began to blame herself, âThis is all my fault. I shouldnât have suggested that you prepare a gift. From the beginning, it was just an extra burden for you to bear. And now... And now itâs caused trouble...â
When Mo Shiyun saw her motherâs guilty expression, she couldnât help but feel bad as well.
âMother, forget it. Donât blame yourself either. Youâre doing things for my good.â
Mo Shiyun attempted to comfort her mother.
However, Aunt Mo started to worry. âWhat if the person who gave the gift turned up? If they do, wouldnât they realize that weâre lying? And if they found out, would young master Yuncheng kick us out? I canât lose this job... If I do, how do I pay for your university tuition...â
âMother, itâll be fine. In a while, Iâll finish knitting a sweater. Then Iâll take a few photos of the sweater to keep as proof. Iâll then throw a similar paper bag into the bushes of the garden. At that time, weâll have a valid explanation.â
Although this wasnât the best thing to do, she couldnât change the past. Mistakes had already been made. The only thing that she could do now was to find a way to make up for it.
She couldnât let her mother lose this job. The job was incredibly important to her mother.
Her mother already worked incredibly hard to take care of her and make sure she could go to school.
After she heard Mo Shiyunâs words, Aunt Moâs mood improved significantly.
However, a moment later, Aunt Mo started to speak in a remorseful tone, âItâs all my fault. Your mother is useless. Iâm always dragging you down. You even have to worry about these small things... If I were a little more competent, you wouldnât have to live such a life...â
Aunt Mo always felt that she owed her daughter. Due to her inability, her daughter had to suffer with her.
Mo Shiyunâs heart was moved as she gazed at her mother.
âMother, donât say such things. Youâre already working incredibly hard. Look at your own hands...â Mo Shiyun said as she grabbed at her motherâs coarse hands. Her heart ached when she saw them.
In terms of age, her mother was seven to eight years younger than Madam Wen Nuan.
However, when her mother stood together with Wen Nuan, Wen Nuan appeared to look ten years younger.
Wen Nuan was born into a good family. After she grew up, she also married well. She lived like royalty and didnât have a single worry in her life.
In contrast, Aunt Mo was born into a poor family. She didnât get much of an education. Later, she also married a bastard who cheated on her a few years after marriage. The man left his wife and daughter to fend for themselves.
Mo Shiyun understood where her mother was coming from. Her mother didnât want her to follow her old path. This was precisely why she desperately tried to get her to attend a good school and meet outstanding individuals. She didnât want her daughter to follow her footsteps.