Xia Ruolin and Xue Zhiqing were both shocked simultaneously. "You mean, it's Mr. Mo?"
This was going to be a tough nut to crack. Mr. Mo was notoriously stubborn. Once he made up his mind, no one could change it. Moreover, the one who got injured this time was his most beloved grandson.
Xia Ruolin and Xue Zhiqing both felt a sense of helplessness. Without saying more, they quickly left.
At this moment, Mr. Mo was chatting with Mo Beichen in the study for a long time.
When Mo Beichen came out of the study, Mo Donglin just walked in from outside. Seeing that Mo Beichen was out of the hospital, Mo Donglin was stunned for a moment. Then he immediately put on a smiling face and walked over. "Beichen, is your injury better?"
"It's almost fully recovered." Mo Beichen's expression was calm, and his eyes fell on Mo Donglin like an invisible net.
Facing such a calm Mo Beichen, Mo Donglin shifted his gaze guiltily and walked towards the tea table. "That's good. Let's have a cup of tea together. I've been really busy lately and haven't had the time to visit you. You won't mind, will you?"
Mo Beichen also walked to the tea table. He sat down on the sofa opposite Mo Donglin and said in a soft tone, "I know you've been busy. I don't blame you. With you in the company, I can recuperate with peace of mind."
These words made Mo Donglin, who was boiling the tea, lower his eyes. He suddenly said in a calm voice, "I'm just helping you out temporarily. Soon, when you return to the company, I can go to the branch company with ease."
Although it was a branch company, it was not much smaller than the head - office.
This time, Mo Donglin was absolutely confident that he could make a name for himself and suppress Mo Beichen. He wanted to let his grandfather know that he was also capable of inheriting the "throne".
The water in the teapot boiled, and the steaming hot air rose. Mo Donglin looked up and saw Mo Beichen through the mist. Mo Beichen was still as calm and reserved as ever, as if he had a natural air of being in control.
Mo Donglin grasped the teapot and poured a cup of fresh tea for Mo Beichen, smiling faintly without saying a word.
As the saying goes, two tigers cannot coexist on one mountain. Mo Donglin thought that he had no turning back. Even if he couldn't defeat Mo Beichen, he had to fight for his manly dignity.
"The cup is full." Mo Beichen suddenly reminded him.
Mo Donglin came to his senses and found that the cup in front of him was overflowing. He immediately put down the teapot.
"Brother, you weren't so careless before. You should settle down." Mo Beichen picked up the tea in front of him on his own, took a sip, and frowned.
Just then, Liu Yinyin walked in from outside. Seeing the two brothers sitting there quietly making tea, her eyes lit up. She immediately swayed over.
Mo Donglin glanced at Liu Yinyin and heard her affected greeting. "Beichen, are you feeling better?"
Mo Beichen stood up from the sofa. "Thank you for your concern, sister - in - law. I should go back now."
Liu Yinyin gritted her teeth. "Why are you leaving so soon? You don't even..."
"Yinyin, I should go back too. Let's go." Mo Donglin also stood up from the sofa and walked out with Mo Beichen.
Liu Yinyin had no choice but to get in the car with Mo Donglin.
In the car, Mo Donglin casually asked, "What are your plans for tonight?"
"Isn't it just playing cards with Miss Zhang and Miss Li? I don't have any other hobbies." Liu Yinyin replied absent - mindedly.
"Okay." Mo Donglin responded and then remembered that Liu Yinyin often went out after they got married.
When they returned to the living room, Liu Yinyin was suddenly surprised by the brand - new furniture in front of her. She immediately walked over on her high heels, touching here and there and exclaiming, "Aren't these all the styles I like?"
All the furniture in the whole villa had been replaced with the light blue color that Liu Yinyin liked the most.
"Husband, you're so good." Looking at the decoration, which was exactly what she had dreamed of, Liu Yinyin couldn't help but walk up to Mo Donglin on her high heels again. She excitedly grabbed his sleeve and acted coquettishly in a very feminine way.
"I'm glad you like it." Mo Donglin looked at her affectionately.
"I'd be so happy if I could live in a place like this for the rest of my life." Liu Yinyin couldn't help but exaggerate.
These words hit a chord with Mo Donglin. He said calmly, "Just tell me if you have any other requests."
Liu Yinyin thought for a while and couldn't think of anything for the moment. She just smiled contentedly.
Mo Donglin looked at her and tentatively asked, "By the way, we've been married for so long. Do you think there's anything about me that needs to be improved?"
"Not at all." Liu Yinyin immediately denied it. But then she suddenly thought of something. Her eyes softened, and she said to Mo Donglin, "I think you're very responsible and capable. You're very manly, especially."
Liu Yinyin's eyes brightened. But after she said that, she realized it was Mo Donglin in front of her, and her eyes dimmed again.
The person she just praised was actually Mo Beichen, but she mustn't let Mo Donglin know.
Mo Donglin's heart tightened. He felt that Liu Yinyin was just perfunctory him, so he didn't say anything more.
Mo Donglin thought that once he inherited the Mo Ying Group, Liu Yinyin would know that he, Mo Donglin, was also a capable person and was no worse than Mo Beichen.
By then, Liu Yinyin would stay by his side whole - heartedly, right?
In the bedroom of the Splendid Royal Court.
Mo Beichen came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe. As soon as he came out, he saw Xia Weilan was already in the room.
Seeing Mo Beichen come out, Xia Weilan seemed impatient. She immediately walked over and started to undo the buttons of his bathrobe.
"What are you doing?" Mo Beichen immediately pressed her hand.
Xia Weilan looked up and then realized her action was a bit embarrassing. She quickly explained, "I want to check the wound on your back."
She still held onto his collar.
Hearing this, Mo Beichen let go. The smooth bath towel slipped off his shoulders. Xia Weilan walked behind him and immediately saw a thick scar. Although it had scabbed over, the miserable scene of the continuous bleeding at that time was still vivid in her mind.
Mo Beichen stood still and asked in a deep voice, "Have you seen enough?"
To reassure her, Mo Beichen had to cooperate with her.
But the next second, a cold touch suddenly stuck to his back like a brand. It was Xia Weilan's finger, gently, coolly, and carefully stroking his wound.
Mo Beichen's pupils constricted.
Xia Weilan felt a bit self - reproachful. But just as this self - reproach emerged, Mo Beichen suddenly pulled the bathrobe back on, put it on properly, turned around, and said casually, "What if I can't resist the temptation and my wound opens again?"
The sadness Xia Weilan had been brewing immediately disappeared. She couldn't help but retort, "Who's tempting you?"
"Hehe." Mo Beichen let out a low chuckle. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms. "With you being such a huge source of temptation, how could I not be tempted?"
After saying that, Mo Beichen leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips.
This kiss was gentle.
Xia Weilan blushed shamefully. She gently pushed him away. "What are you doing? Your wound hasn't healed yet. You can't... you can't..."
Xia Weilan knew what was proper and couldn't say the rest of the words. Suddenly, she jumped two steps away and looked at him warily. She wasn't afraid that Mo Beichen would do something improper, but that she might not have enough self - control. After all, the noble aura that Mo Beichen exuded at the moment and the chest muscles that were faintly visible through his collar were really too attractive.
Seeing her cute look, Mo Beichen couldn't help but ruffle her hair. "Okay, I won't touch you."
Xia Weilan felt a bit more relieved. Just then, Xia Weilan's phone rang, breaking the awkwardness. She immediately answered it. "Hello, what's up?"
It was a call from the police station, saying that Second Uncle Xia wanted to see her.
Xia Weilan was a bit confused. She frowned and said, "Okay, I'll go there when I'm free."
"Second Uncle Xia wants to see you? Could he be asking you for mercy?" Mo Beichen narrowed his eyes.
"Who cares? Anyway, he's definitely going to jail. I won't plead for him." Xia Weilan pouted.
Soon, Xia Weilan put the matter of Second Uncle Xia behind her. The next day, as soon as Xia Weilan arrived at the company, she was busy with work. Almost at noon, she received another call from the police station. Apparently, Second Uncle Xia was eager to see her.
Xia Weilan was a bit curious about what Second Uncle Xia wanted to say to her. So she told her secretary and drove to the police station on her own.