Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âCough...â
Yan Yi looked at his boss, sitting primly on the bed like a mild-mannered young man, and suddenly felt too tired to continue the conversation.
âIf there is nothing important, Boss, you should really just say nothing at all.â
He needed to maintain his image.
Yan Sinian smiled and lit another cigar. He took a few puffs and quickly lost interest.
After that, he fished out a pack of cigarettes, took one out, and enjoyed it in bed.
âBack to the girl, sheâs Asian. As expected, Asians are more interesting than Eastern Europeans, be it their cigarettes, ladies, and other things.â
He recalled Mo Ningâs cold and distant face and felt renewed determination to win her heart.
He never failed to get what he wanted.
âYouâre dismissed.â
âSir.â
...
Mo Ning was unaware of how invested Yan Sinian was with her, but she knew that she was in big trouble.
On her hasty way home, she bought a scarf to cover the red marks on her neck.
Through some phone calls, she managed to figure out from her classmates what happened last night.
She did not blame her classmate. It was all Yan Sinianâs fault for entering the wrong room and taking her!
âMom!â
Mo Ning entered her house and saw Mo Shan on her wheelchair, looking grim.
Her heart skipped a beat as she quickly apologized, âSorry, mom, I overslept. Iâll pack my things now so that we can leave for Z Country tomorrow.â
Yan Sinian had no power in Z Country. If she hurried, he would never be able to find her again.
Mo Ning sensed that her mother would be happy whenever they mentioned Z Country.
As expected, Mo Shanâs dark expression lightened into a mysterious smile.
âWe will leave the day after tomorrow. I have some preparations to make.â
âAlright.â
Mo Ning did not object. Her mother was a disabled woman with many secrets.
Unfortunately, she never shared any of them with her.
When she was five, Mo Ning tried to ask for more details, but got a heavy beating instead.
Since then, she steered clear of them.
No matter what her mother said, she would obey. That was her mantra.
Mo Shan looked at the young girlâs face and felt a rush of emotions.
She taught her to be cold and ruthless.
She taught her to trust no one but herself.
She hired the best martial arts teacher to train her.
Everything she did was to transform her into a perfect weapon!
She would aim the weapon at her enemies and take revenge!
Other than that, Mo Shan did not teach her even the most basic life skills.
Even so, Mo Ningâs capabilities shone through. To her classmates, she was the perfect goddess!
Whenever Mo Shan laid her eyes on the girlâs face, the culmination of the love between Huo Yunting and Lu Zhaoyang, hatred would consume her!
She wanted to wreck that face and murder the girl!
Nevertheless, that would not do.
She could not wait to return to Z Country to see Mo Ning and the despicable pair tear each other apart.
It had been eighteen years, but she was not confident that Huo Yunting had abandoned his search for his daughter.
What if he found Mo Ning and recognized who she was before her plan was ready? Years of her effort would go down the drain!
âNingning, wait.â
âYes?â Mo Ning asked. âWhat is it?â
âHereâs the thing. I have enemies in Z Country. If they recognize me, it will be dangerous for the both of us.â
Mo Shan put on a loving but worried face and said, âI was thinking, why donât you disguise yourself as a boy when you study in Z Country? You are tall enough and you have the look. It will be safer this way. Donât worry about your identity and papers, I will take care of them.â