Chapter 122 She needed to fill the void in her body first.

Xu Lan looked down and saw that Chu Rou had indeed sent a transfer of 5,000 yuan. She covered her mouth and said, "Uncle, Sister Chu Rou gave me a reward of 5,000 yuan."

Feng Fei's lips curled up slightly. "Okay, then you can keep it. You can use it to buy some good food."

"Uncle, how about I share half with you?" Xu Lan said.

Feng Fei raised an eyebrow. "I didn't hit him, why should I share the credit?"

Xu Lan opened her mouth, but finally said, "You were the one who did the last thing."

Feng Fei's eyes twitched. "Then consider it a gift from me. You can keep the money yourself."

...

Xu Jiao received a message from an unknown number early in the morning, asking her to meet at a teahouse that morning.

She scoffed, thinking it was a scam message, and ignored it.

She had just put down her phone when another photo came in from the same number. When she opened it, her breathing became heavy. Her hands trembled as she zoomed in on the picture, which showed her husband, Mo Xing'an, in bed with another woman.

This woman was an artist in her company, and she had just become famous.

Xu Jiao pursed her lips and replied to the message: 【Who are you?】

The unknown number quickly sent a message: "You'll see when we meet. I have a lot of good stuff that I guarantee you'll be interested."

After sending the message, the file transfer on his computer was completed. He unplugged the USB drive, held it in his hand, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his face.

Plans never keep up with changes. I thought dealing with Mo Xing'an would require some effort, but who knew he would fall into a coma and never wake up again.

As the appointed time approached, Mo Chi left the apartment and went to the teahouse with Qin Feng.

The environment here is elegant and quiet, making it a great place to discuss business.

Mo Chi sat cross-legged on the cushion, leisurely sipping his tea.

Qin Feng sat behind Mo Chi and asked, "Young Master, will Mo Xing'an's wife really come?"

Before Mo Chi could speak, the door to the room was opened, and Xu Jiao walked in.

When she saw the ink pool inside, she seemed to understand something. Her expression changed from surprise to composure, and she sat down generously opposite the ink pool. "Uncle, it was you!"

Mo Chi smiled and asked Qin Feng to take out the laptop, open it, and place it in front of Xu Jiao.

Mo Chi handed Qin Feng another USB drive, "Plug it in!"

Qin Feng plugged the USB drive into the computer, thoughtfully prepared a pair of headphones, and then sat down behind Mo Chi.

Xu Jiao clenched her hands on her lap repeatedly, hesitant, knowing full well that her life would change drastically once she opened the USB drive.

But she couldn't stand being forced to hide like a coward if she didn't open it.

Mo Chi wasn't in a hurry at all. He picked up his teacup, blew on the tea leaves floating on top, and took a small sip.

The tea is excellent; it has a sweet taste, leaves a lingering fragrance, and is truly refreshing.

Xu Jiao finally put on her headphones, opened the USB drive, and watched the photos and videos one by one for two whole hours. Her face went from white to red, then from red to black. Finally, she turned off the video with a cold expression and put away the USB drive.

She took off her headphones and asked Mo Chi directly, "My uncle didn't call me here today just to show me these things, did he?"

Mo Chi put down his teacup. "Of course, I'm not that free."

“My request is very simple,” Mo Chi said, tapping his fingers slowly on the table. “I want Mo Xing’an to return all the money he has embezzled over the years.”

Xu Jiao sneered, "You should go after him for the money he embezzled. What's the use of coming to me?"

Mo Chi smiled and said, "Mo Xing'an may have a lot of fun outside, but I heard that you control the finances."

Xu Jiao pursed her lips tightly. It was because she was in charge of Mo Xing'an's finances that she felt at ease letting him socialize outside. But she didn't expect him to still be having such a good time.

He even extended his reach into her entertainment company, and none of the female artists he has made famous in recent years have escaped his influence.

She closed her eyes for a moment to calm herself, then opened them again, her eyes devoid of emotion. "He must have other sources of income!"

Mo Chi grunted in agreement. "I don't care about those things. I just want the money he embezzled from the Mo family business."

Xu Jiao looked puzzled. "Why don't you go directly to Mo Xing'an? You were able to find these videos, so you should have found evidence of his embezzlement too!"

“It’s too much trouble to find him,” Mo Chi rubbed his nose. “Anyway, in the end, the money will come from you anyway.”

Xu Jiao crossed her arms and looked at Mo Chi, "Are you so sure I'll take out the money?"

“Your entertainment company can’t handle such a huge scandal,” Mo Chi raised an eyebrow at Xu Jiao. “The videos and photos you’re looking at are all stored on Mo Xing’an’s phone. I have a newer one.”

"It's a video of him going out to prostitutes. He even took aphrodisiacs to get them; he was really going all out!"

Xu Jiao's face turned ugly again. Mo Xing'an had clearly become useless in the past few years. It turned out that he had been drained of his body outside, and now he was even taking aphrodisiacs to go to prostitutes. She had never seen him take drugs at home to satisfy her.

Xu Jiao hardened her heart; this marriage had no value anymore. However, if they divorced, Mo Xing'an would take half of her assets, which would be a bit difficult.

If you sue him for cheating, the person he cheated with cannot be exposed.

Mo Chi seemed to understand Xu Jiao's thoughts. He coughed and said, "There's something else I forgot to tell you."

Xu Jiao frowned; her intuition told her it couldn't be anything good. "What is it?"

“Mo Xing’an is hospitalized. His injuries are quite serious,” Mo Chi glanced at Xu Jiao and, seeing that she didn’t react much, continued, “He fell at the hotel. He broke three ribs, which have been set, and his manhood was also broken, but the doctor said it won’t be able to function properly in the future.”

Xu Jiao scoffed inwardly. It wasn't very useful even before it broke, and now nobody could use it. "That's it? He's not dead, huh!"

Mo Chi clicked his tongue twice. "Women are all so heartless. He's not really dead, he's just unconscious. He needs brain surgery now, and we need his family to sign the consent form."

"Unconscious?" Xu Jiao's eyes widened. What great news!

Mo Chi saw a light in Xu Jiao's eyes, and he muttered to himself: Never offend a woman. They are the ones who are infatuated, but they are also the ones who are ruthless!

"Yes, you'd better go to City C as soon as possible. You can contact my assistant, Chu Rou."

Xu Jiao nodded, "I will transfer Mo Xing'an back to City B for treatment."

"I agree to your terms. I'll settle the payment and transfer it to you once I bring Mo Xing'an back."

Having achieved his goal, Mo Chi stood up. "Then I'll wait for your news."

Mo Chi walked to the door and then turned around. "Niece-in-law, you've been cheated on by Mo Xing'an for so many years. You can actually give it back. Leave the position of the legal husband to him. If he wants to stay in bed, let him stay in bed. You can afford to support him, right?"

Without waiting for Xu Jiao's reply, Mo Chi turned around with a smile, opened the door, and left.

Xu Jiao stared at the closed door. Mo Chi's words stirred up a storm in her heart. They made a lot of sense. She stood up and smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes.

There's a newly signed young man at the company who's been pestering her for ages. She used to be a devoted wife for Mo Xing'an, but now it all seems like a joke. What's the point of her being devoted anymore?

Mo Xing'an won't die if she delays the surgery by two days; she should focus on filling the void in her body first!