Ruan Qiqi walked very quickly and disappeared soon. Lu Ye stepped over the railing and was about to jump down, but was stopped by Mo Jinsong.

"Give me back the account book tomorrow!"

Mo Jinsong gritted his teeth and looked very unhappy.

Someone broke into his house in the middle of the night, interrupting his good fortune and taking away his account book. It was the first time he suffered such a big loss.

"What do you mean by return? This is clearly my Qiqi's account book. I have to admit defeat. You, the guest, lost the arm wrestling game!"

Lu Ye broke free from him and prepared to jump off the building.

"You promised me last night at 7:15. Lu Ye, do you want to renege on your promise?"

Mo Jinsong looked at his watch. It was twenty minutes past midnight.

"Yesterday's affairs were settled yesterday, today's affairs begin today. You said it was yesterday, how can you deny it? If you are not convinced, ask your cousin to come to my house and take it back!"

Lu Ye rolled his eyes. He was not a gentleman, so don't try to use morality to blackmail him.

After saying that, he pushed the man away, jumped down the building like a big bird, landed lightly on a tree, then jumped to the ground, and disappeared in a few seconds.

Mo Jinsong was so angry that he punched the railing, breaking the skin on the back of his hand and bleeding.

"You probably can't sleep, come sit with me!"

After Mo Qiufeng finished speaking, he went downstairs.

Mo Jinsong hesitated for a moment, went back to the house, said something to Xiong Jiaojiao, and went downstairs.

The father and son walked one after the other. The moonlight stretched their shadows very long and very close, but they did not overlap.

After arriving home, Mo Qiufeng went to the bedroom to see Yuan Huilan first. She was still unconscious. Ruan Qiqi was very strong.

"You knocked Aunt Yuan unconscious?"

Mo Jinsong's tone was slightly sarcastic.

When the father and son were alone together, they were not as harmonious as usual. It was as if there was a thick layer of film between them, making them seem very distant.

"Ruan Qiqi came here first."

Mo Qiufeng tucked the quilt in for Yuan Huilan, tiptoed out of the bedroom and closed the door.

Mo Jinsong's expression became even more sarcastic, and there was more resentment in his eyes when he looked at his father.

Late at night when there were no outsiders around, Mo Jinsong took off his mask and showed his true feelings for his father.

The father and son went to the study and sat down. Neither of them spoke a word and the atmosphere was quiet and depressing.

"You can't use tricks on Xiaoye and Qiqi. You have to use sincerity to influence them. Jinsong, you are very smart, but you are too rational. You have to know that humans are emotional animals."

Mo Qiufeng finally spoke. The look he gave his eldest son was complicated, showing guilt, concern, and expectation.

"An emotional animal? Father, when you shot mother to death with your own hands, were you acting rationally or emotionally?"

Mo Jinsong asked back with a sneer.

Mo Qiufeng's face changed, pain flashed in his eyes, and a beautiful woman appeared in his mind. She was the mother of Mo Jinsong and Mo Congrong, and also his first wife, Jiang Xinmei.

"It was the most correct choice for me to kill your mother. Otherwise, if I were exposed, more comrades would be sacrificed, and your mother would not be spared. I did nothing wrong, both intellectually and emotionally, and your mother supported me."

Mo Qiufeng never regretted his choice. If he and Jiang Xinmei exchanged identities, he believed that Jiang Xinmei would make the same choice.

He and Jiang Xinmei were both underground workers. When they entered this industry, they were ready to sacrifice at any time. In order to drive away the Japanese pirates and save the Chinese people, death was the least terrible thing.

"You are right. Mother was afraid that the enemy would threaten you with me and my brother, and she wanted to strangle us to death. I understand that very well. For the revolution, anything can be sacrificed. But father, I was only four years old at the time, and Congrong was just born. Mother wanted to kill us, and father killed mother. Congrong knew nothing. I saw it clearly, and I will never forget it."

Mo Jinsong closed his eyes, but his heart was not as calm as he appeared.

Sometimes he hated his own intelligence and rationality.

While others have no memory of when they were four years old, he still remembers it clearly.

In his parents' minds, he and his brother are also expendable. He should hate them, but he understands them very well because if he were in his parents' position, he would make the same choice.

But he is still in pain, and this pain has been with him until now.

So he knew at a very young age that he had to become very powerful in order to control his own destiny.

He would not give his feelings easily. His wife, daughter, and Mo Congrong were his family, and he would protect them.

My father is very strong and I don't need his protection.

Mo Qiufeng also felt heavy in his heart. He did owe his two sons, but he was a human being, not a god. He could not have the best of both worlds and could only sacrifice his family.

"I'm sorry, Daddy really owes you."

Mo Qiufeng sighed.

"No, father, you are right. You don't need to apologize. You sacrificed me and Congrong for your beliefs. I understand that. So, please understand me and don't interfere with my work!"

After saying that, Mo Jinsong stood up and prepared to go home.

"Do you do things in a way that justifies the means?"

Mo Qiufeng questioned.

"Yes, the process is not important, as long as the result is good, but please rest assured that I will not betray my motherland and beliefs!"

Mo Jinsong admitted that he hated being a gentleman and did things as long as the result was right, no matter whether it was black or white.

"So, you want to give up your Aunt Yuan too?"

Mo Qiufeng's tone was very disapproving.

There could have been other ways to resolve Yuan Huilan’s issue, but the eldest son chose the most hurtful method. He is so heartless.

"Of course not, father. The choices I made are the most suitable and effective at the moment. If Aunt Yuan doesn't go to the farm, not only you, but also Congrong, Heping and I will be affected, just like when you shot mother to death. Only when mother dies can you and other comrades be safe. Therefore, if Aunt Yuan goes to the cadre school, our whole family will be safe."

Mo Jinsong finished speaking slowly and smiled.

"Your Aunt Yuan treats you very well. It's so disheartening for you to do this!"

Mo Qiufeng felt helpless and annoyed.

He was seriously negligent in educating his sons, which resulted in these two children having serious character flaws. In fact, they are no different from Ono.

Ono appears crazy on the outside but is a soft-hearted person on the inside.

The strong pine tree appears calm on the outside but is actually crazy on the inside.

Not to mention being calm, all he wants is to take shortcuts.

Children are here to collect debts, alas!

"Father, you and mother also disappointed me back then. Please understand me. Good night!"

Mo Jinsong smiled sarcastically and turned away.

It is true that the hero is in his twilight years. The father who was so calm and ruthless back then has now become indecisive. Letting Yuan Huilan go to the cadre school is the most appropriate choice. What's wrong with sacrificing her to save the whole family?

As soon as the sun rose, Mo Jinsong showed up at the door and asked for the account book straight away.

"I gave it to you yesterday!"

Ruan Qiqi had just woken up and was in a bad mood because the more she thought about it, the more upset she became. She had done a lot of stupid things last night. It was not that she was stupid, but that Mo Jinsong's public relations skills were too strong.

She is comparable to the master of diplomacy Su Qin. Her deception skills are so strong that even a crazy woman cannot resist her. Fortunately, she has come to her senses now.

"You took it again last night." Mo Jinsong said gritting his teeth.

Faced with a crazy woman like Ruan Qiqi, he really couldn't keep his emotions stable and didn't even want to laugh.

"Nonsense, I slept at home last night."

Ruan Qiqi's face darkened. She had no recollection of sleepwalking.

[The original setting is that Mo Jinsong has the highest IQ in the book, higher than the male and female protagonists, but no matter how high his IQ is, he can't stand their madness. This is the original setting. Then there is Lu Ye's soft-heartedness. If he was a cold and cruel person, he wouldn't have lived so miserably these years. Only soft-hearted people will suffer and go crazy. That's the explanation. I will continue to write updates.]