So, in the end, she still chose to give up on him as her son, didn't she?

He didn't understand what helplessness or being unable to do anything meant, nor did he understand her despair. At that moment, little Mu Jiarui knew only one thing: his mother had abandoned him, divorced his father, and he had become a child without parents.

He finished his ice cream, wiped away his tears, and then went home.

As soon as she got home, she saw her grandmother cooking. Her grandmother had been feeling unwell lately, and seeing how strained she looked while cooking, Mu Jiarui quickly came in and said, "Grandma, I'm back. Let me help you."

When Mo Yan turned around, her eyes were red, probably from crying, but Mo Yan pretended not to see it.

"Grandma is packing things these next few days because we're moving. Can you help us out? We'll come back when you start junior high."

Jia Rui nodded; he also wanted to leave, to leave this place that had made him lose everything.

After a simple meal, the grandfather and grandson started packing their things, mainly clothes, and they would also go back to town to clean up.

While Mo Yan was tidying up Mu Xiu's things, she found a box hidden behind the TV. When she opened it, she found it full of IOUs.

Even his phone contained a lot of loan information and transfer records.

She suddenly felt that Ji Shu had really lost out in the divorce; why didn't he get all that money back, half of which belonged to her?

When she called Ji Shu, she found that she had been blocked.

Mo Yan: "..."

Then came a message.

"Mom, since this is a new beginning, I won't contact you anymore. I'll come back when I've made something of myself."

"I'm leaving Jiarui in your care. Also, I've already received my divorce certificate, and I really don't want to see your family again. I hope you can understand."

Okay, so I really don't want to contact them anymore.

How foolish of me to give up the money!

For Ji Shu, there was too much despair, so she lost all hope. She was willing to do anything to leave this place.

Mo Yan stopped looking, put away her phone, and continued packing.

Once everything was almost done, Mo Yan took Mu Jiarui back home. She rode an electric scooter, and Mu Jiarui sat on the back.

Mo Yan has a house in town, the kind with a yard, a two-story building with a yard in front and a large plot of land in the back. When she opened the door, wow, there was someone inside.

Who are you?

The other person glared at them angrily with a dark expression.

Mo Yan's face darkened as well. She recognized the man; wasn't he the one Mu Xiu had taken the blame for and who had surrounded the police station for him?

To be honest, if Mu Jiarui took the blame for you, that would be crazy of him, and taking the blame is still a crime. As for surrounding the police station, that's beyond redemption. But it's just that Ge Liang left without a word and we can't even reach him by phone, which is unacceptable.

I thought they had run away, but I never expected that they had taken over their headquarters.

"I'd also like to ask, who are you? Ge Liang, right? Tell me, what's going on?"

Ge Liang is that man's name. His parents, wife, and children are here; they just arrived today. They're planning to stay here permanently.

"Who are you? Why are you asking about my son? Why are you in my house? Get out of here right now."

The old lady spoke directly to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan had originally intended to speak properly, but now she didn't want to. She simply took out her phone and dialed 110.

"Hello, someone broke into my house with a stick. My grandson and I are very scared. I live at No. 58 Manxing Street, Wangyan Town."

"Okay, we'll be right there,"

Mo Yan raised an eyebrow, hung up the phone, and looked at them. "Wait, a police officer will come to talk to you. As for you, Ge Liang, pay back the money. I saw your IOU was for 80,000, right? When are you going to pay it back?"

He even said that driving a taxi doesn't make money, only two or three thousand a month. When Mo Yan saw that bill, she wanted to twist that bastard son's head off and make him remember whether he made money or not.

Ge Liang panicked. He really hadn't intended to repay the money. "Auntie, my brother said he would repay the money when I had the money and it was convenient for me. As for this house, my brother promised to let me live here."

I was a little embarrassed about what happened before, but didn't I promise it myself? He also said that when you come here, don't be shy, just treat him like your own older brother.

"Don't call me 'brother' here. I didn't give birth to such a shameless son as you."

Mo Yan sneered and looked coldly at the family. "Don't look at me like that. This is my house. You'd better get out of here right now, or you'll have to explain yourselves to the police when they come."

After saying that, Mo Yan looked at Ge Liang and said, "I don't want to talk to you about your brotherhood. If you really had any feelings for each other, would you let him take the blame for you? Of course, if he takes the blame himself, he will have to bear the consequences, but you hit someone, so don't you have to bear the consequences?"

I don't want to get involved in your trivial matters. But you must pay back the money you owe immediately.

That bastard is really something, actually letting someone else live in the original owner's house. How generous! It's better to throw him out as soon as possible.

Only then did Ge Liang's parents realize that the house did not belong to Ge Liang. "Son, didn't we say this was our house? Why is this woman coming to claim it?"

When this family left their hometown, they said that Ge Liang had become successful in Yun City. He had a big house, a good job, and was able to take the whole family away from that small mountain village. Now they're being told it was all a lie?

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