Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Hearing that, Mo Ningchen seemed to be less emotional than before and went to sit down at the side.
Yang Manjun was relieved. She went over to pat his shoulder and said gently, âThatâs my boy. No matter what happens, I will protect you.â
He was not young anymore and yet she still treated him like a child. Was that not overkill?
Shaking his head, Mo Lin felt very helpless. He raised his chin and said, âMo Ningchen, this is the last time. I wonât tolerate this behavior in the future, do you understand?â
Mo Ningchen raised his head and looked at him.
At this moment, Mo Ningchenâs eyes were very red. No one else could save him and only he could let himself out of his cage.
Mo Shifeng entered the house and he saw the mess in the house. He frowned, thinking that Mo Ningchen was causing trouble again. What was this man trying to do? It was endless!
âMo Ningchen, youâve got to stop this! How are we going to get along in the future?â Mo Shifeng rolled his eyes at him. He had run out of nice things to say to Mo Ningchen.
There will be an incident every few days, sometimes big and sometimes small. What good could he say about that?
âYouâ¦â Yang Manjunâs face turned a little red. She felt embarrassed.
After all, Mo Ningchen was her child. Whatever bad thing they said about Mo Ningchen was like stabbing a knife into her heart. What they said was so hateful.
âAuntie, are you going to scold me? Could it be that Iâm wrong? After so many incidents, I still havenât seen him dead. So, why donât you behave yourself and let us all live a good life? Do you agree?â
Mo Shifeng curled his lips and said disdainfully.
Yang Manjunâs facial features were almost twisted together. She did not know what to do.
She stared at Mo Shifeng. She was so angry that her body was trembling.
However, she could not do anything to Mo Shifeng. After all, Mo Shifeng was Mo Linâs younger brother and Mo Lin was the head of the Mo family. If she were to go too far, she would not be able to get away with it.
Mo Shifeng glanced at them, shrugged, and said, âFortunately, Iâm no longer staying at home. Otherwise, I would be troubled to death by you guys.â
âForget it, donât say anymore.â Mo Lin saw that he had been ridiculing him ever since he entered the door and felt a little helpless. He swept a glance at him, hinting that he should not go too far.
Mo Ningchenâs current condition had finally improved a little. If anything were to happen, it would not be too good.
âAlright.â Mo Shifeng might not listen to the words of others, but he would still listen to a few sentences of Mo Linâs.
Mo Shifeng narrowed his eyes and walked over to Mo Lin.
âGet a doctor to come over and bandage Mo Ningchen. I still have some matters to attend to, so Iâll be leaving first.â Mo Lin instructed and planned to leave.
âBrother, where are you going?â Mo Shifeng saw that Mo Lin was leaving in a hurry and was very curious. He quickly walked over to Mo Lin and asked in a low voice.
Mo Lin pinched the space between his brows. The identities of the two children had yet to be clarified, so how could he just let it go? He needed to investigate now.
âItâs the two children that you found. I want to find out who they are.â Mo Lin replied..