Chapter 5

The dinner ended in a bad mood, and the Yang couple also went to the company, leaving Chen Mo and Yang Shule at home. Yang Shule had a scene in the morning, and the servants brought lunch to her room, and she didn't even show up.

The sun was high in the sky at noon, and Chen Mo was taking a nap in the open-air leisure area downstairs.

On the lawn at the distant corner, several servants were watering the flower beds during their lunch break, and occasionally a few words of casual chat could be heard.

"How does the young master look today?"

"Which young master are you asking about?"

"Please, of course it's Master Shule. He has lost a lot of weight due to his illness and he hasn't been to school. The class reunion tomorrow was actually suggested by Mr. and Mrs. earlier, just to give him a change of mood."

"If it were me, I wouldn't be happy. Besides being sick, I didn't know how to face my former classmates. I used to be so popular with friends, but now I have to face so many rumors."

"As long as that person doesn't cause trouble, I think everything will be fine."

At this point the conversation died down, as if they were avoiding a taboo.

"It's strange, I didn't think much of him when he made a scene at the Yang family before, but after what happened this morning, he stopped making a scene. I actually found it a little creepy."

"I'm really afraid that he will find fault tomorrow."

What happened tomorrow?

Chen Mo, with a random book covering his face, thought about it seriously.

It seems like this happened in my previous life.

At that time, Chen Mo had no idea that the Yang family had just withdrawn the lawsuit, asking him to be generous, and then they happily held a class reunion for Yang Shule. What was the difference between that comparison and slapping him in the face?

Moreover, among those who came that day, several were from Yang Shule’s particularly close group, and their words were rather harsh.

The ending was ugly.

Because Chen Mo threw all those people into the swimming pool at home, even Yang Shule was not spared.

It was the hot September weather, and when Yang Shule got up he was shivering as if he had been thrown into ice water.

The condemning eyes around.

Questioning from parents and Yang Zhi.

The increasingly difficult situation at school later on seems too vague and distant now.

Not to mention the character he developed in the workplace over the years, just based on the experience of dying once, one would think that it was unnecessary for him to think that all this was hurtful enough.

The conversation continued.

Now we are talking about the incident at the lunch table where Yang Zhi stood up in anger.

Until an old man coughed in the back, followed by Butler Xu's scolding: "What are you doing?!"

Chen Mo put down the book, looked up at the old man behind him who was wearing a thin white shirt with a flat collar and leaning on a cane, and was stunned for a moment.

Yang Congxian was supported by Butler Xu, with his hands on the crutches and his expression could not be discerned.

Several servants were frightened.

It’s not just because they didn’t notice that the person who had been discussed was sitting not far away.

Moreover, the old man who appeared was the head of the Yang family of the previous generation.

Yang Congxian's story of making a fortune is somewhat legendary. He is almost eighty years old, but still in good spirits.

He is undoubtedly the backbone of the entire Yang family.

In his previous life, Chen Mo felt that he was too majestic and didn't want to get close to him. It was not until three years later when the other party's health deteriorated rapidly and he passed away that Chen Mo discovered that this old man was the only one in the Yang family who supported him.

Support behaviors that others see as competitive.

Understand his desire for revenge and tolerate every indiscriminate attack on the Yang family.

He was the first person to say to Chen Mo, "You did nothing wrong."

Chen Mo stood up from the recliner.

The parasol above his head cast a dark line on the stone slab under his feet. Chen Mo looked directly at the old man's eyes. After two or three seconds, he said, "Grandpa."

"Yeah." Yang Congxian then moved.

He walked to Chen Mo and sat down on the rattan chair that came with the small round table.

His eyes, which were covered with cataracts but not blurry, glanced at the servants standing in a row and asked, "What do you think?"

"Hmm?" Chen Mo was puzzled: "What are you looking at?"

Yang Congxian raised his eyes: "How about resigning?"

Several servants tensed up immediately, and one young one's eyes immediately turned red, looking like he was about to cry.

Chen Mo finally understood what the old man meant and smiled: "Why make such a fuss, Grandpa? It's just a few idle words. It's human nature to love gossip."

"Your father is a very proud person." Yang Congxian glanced around, "He usually puts on a lot of airs. He has a good family, but he always finds some incompetent people. He always gossips about his employer's family. If this kind of person was in the main house, he would have been sent away long ago."

It’s a pity that this is not the main house, Chen Mo thought.

The two who had the most heated discussion and the most rude words were the ones who took care of Yang Shule on weekdays. They coaxed and persuaded the young master every day, and Yang Shule called her sister sweetly, so naturally they would not be easily dismissed.

Yang Congxian saw that he was distracted and tapped his cane.

"You are also a member of this family, and you have the right to decide whether these people stay or go." As if she was afraid that he would not dare to speak, she continued: "I have made this decision for you today, and your parents dare not say anything."

Chen Mo stood in front of the old man.

"thank you."

"But it's not necessary."

The old man was puzzled: "Aren't you angry?"

Chen Mo smiled, "Anger hurts the liver."

Chen Mo accompanied the old man around the villa in the afternoon. The old man died of a heart attack, so he should avoid emotional fluctuations. Chen Mo wanted to comfort the old man and found some unimportant topics to chat.

That day, all the servants in the villa could hear the old man's laughter from time to time.

It caused a lot of surprise.

After all, although Yang Congxian has four children and many grandchildren, the old man is too serious. Although he handed over the company to Yang Qi'an, every time he saw this son, his nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes. He didn't like any of his grandchildren. Before Chen Mo was found, even Yang Shule, who was liked by many people, couldn't please him.

Yang Shule, who was upstairs, probably learned from the servant that the old man had arrived, and finally came out of the room to greet him.

At that time, Chen Mo was talking to the old man about planting rice in the countryside. It would take less than half an hour to go to the fields barefoot and there would be a high probability that leeches would crawl up your legs. The old man then replied, saying that when he was young and went to the countryside, he had seen leeches as big as his little finger.

Yang Shule greeted him and after receiving an indifferent response from the old man, he stood aside with his head lowered.

Yang Shule knew that the old man didn't like him. He used to listen to his parents and wanted to please him, but now he has given up.

He looked at Chen Mo.

Seeing that he didn't even glance at me from beginning to end, I felt somewhat disdainful.

So what if I please the old man?

He is old, how many more years can he be in charge?

The others returned in the evening.

Yang Qi'an followed the old man to the study to discuss business, Yang Zhi accompanied him, and Zhou Yaoqing was busy in the kitchen preparing food.

Chen Mo could clearly feel that everyone was being very cautious.

The old man is like a beacon of the Yang family. As long as he is around, his sons and grandsons all respect him. Not to mention that Yang Qi'an concealed the fact that he had swapped his sons in order to avoid turmoil and rumors for the company, so he naturally followed the old man in everything. After all, the old man has more than one son, and the internal struggle of the group is fierce. He can't let anyone catch the slightest tail and make a fuss. Many things still need his father to mediate.

Unexpectedly, I got scolded that night.

The old man knocked his cane loudly, and he was very disappointed. "Tell me what you did? You took the wrong child away? That woman stole your son! He is your own son! All you can see is money and benefits! Your wife is confused and you follow her, right? I have said it before, she spoils the child to no end, it is normal for her to not let go of the child she raised, but what did you and your wife do to Chen Mo's child?"

Yang Qi'an wiped his face and frowned: "Did Chen Mo complain to you?"

"Complain? It would be nice if he wanted to complain!"

Yang Zhi, who was standing by, stepped forward and patted the old man on the back.

"Grandpa." Yang Zhi said, "Calm down. Dad is not just angry about the company. Shule has had a high fever for the past half month. Mom and Dad don't want to irritate him anymore. The lawsuit is only postponed, not really withdrawn."

The old man snorted coldly, "After all, it's for Yang Shule."

"Dad." Yang Qi'an said, "I have raised that child as my own son for more than ten years."

"What about Chen Mo?" The old man sat down in the chair, sighed and shook his head, "It's been so long, have you ever thought about changing his last name? One of the children's illness recurred, and you didn't see that the other one was also sick?"

"Is he sick?" Yang Qi'an was stunned. "He didn't say."

"He didn't say you can't see! Your face is so pale, there's no color on your lips." He became even angrier and sighed more deeply, "I guess you took the medicine and felt sleepy. You forced yourself to accompany an old man like me for the whole afternoon, and didn't say a word. You, you, how could my Yang family give birth to blind idiots like you!"

Yang Qi'an lowered his head and was scolded like a grandson, without saying a word in rebuttal.

Yang Zhi next to him didn't speak for a long time.

He thought of the needle hole again and the other party's indifferent tone.

When Chen Mo was first found, he was like an unbendable steel bar. He was wary of others and refused to suffer any loss. His straight back easily isolated people from the outside.

Now something seemed to be pulled out of his body and disappeared.

Some details are particularly eye-catching, and some words sound irrefutable.

Is this Chen Mo’s new method?

The old man is indeed a good target.

Chen Mo didn't know what was happening in the study.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Chen Mo crossed his legs and read messages on his phone. The fruits in the fruit plate beside him were cut into even-sized pieces, which was perfect for those who were too lazy to peel the fruits.

When I opened my phone, I found that someone with a Husky avatar added me in the afternoon.

Chen Mo knew it was Gou Yiyang without having to guess.

After all, this guy's profile picture is still this ten years later.

As soon as Chen Mo clicked "accept" the message from the other side popped up.

"What, Mr. Mo?"

"What are you doing? Call me Chen Mo."

"Come on, Brother Mo. Call me brother when you see me, and you won't have to climb ten miles less."

Chen Mo shook his head and replied: "You will regret it."

He thought back to those years when Gou Yiyang often complained that if he hadn't been carrying the heavy burden all these years, he, Chen Mo, would have died of illness in some corner long ago.

At that moment, Lao Gou was still very young and naive: "Didn't you say that? I have too much money to spend. People like you are suitable to be my friend."

"Stop being so funny, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I just feel bad for leaving you alone last night, so I'm here to say hello."

Chen Mo reminded: "Not alone."

Gou Yiyang: "It is precisely because you are not alone that I am worried. You may not know since you just transferred here not long ago, but our class monitor Xi, he and that Yang Shule are known as the twin stars of our No. 1 Middle School. Some CP fans on campus forums secretly fantasize about the prince and his beloved young master. Think about this relationship carefully. I tremble when I think about sending you into the tiger's mouth alone last night."

Chen Mo suddenly laughed. Gou Yiyang's daily gossips were not like a straight man. It turned out that there were signs in high school. Chen Mo replied: "Isn't it too late to remind you now?"

Gou Yiyang: "I really didn't think about this. It's mainly because of Xi Siyan. Once you see him, it's hard to pay attention to other people. He is the dream of thousands of girls in our school. That's not a lie."

Gou Yiyang asked again: "Let me ask you one thing, you were not assassinated last night, right?"

Chen Mo: "He's already dead, remember to burn paper."

Gou Yiyang: "Then I will definitely come to your family's class reunion tomorrow to see your remains."

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows: "Are you coming too?"

Gou Yiyang replied immediately.

"I swear to God, I'm just a bystander."