"Y-you, who are you? Are you a monster? How do you know me?" A look of astonishment flashed in the young man's eyes.
who?
Who exactly leaked my identity?
Damn it!
Mo Qingcheng smiled and said, "Aren't you the young master of the Yun family?"
"yes!"
"Are you named Yun Bin?"
"No, how did you know?" Pang
“We’ve met before…” Mo Qingcheng said teasingly.
The boy shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, we've definitely never seen it before!"
"Otherwise, how would I know who you are?" Mo Qingcheng became interested; the chubby boy was just too much fun.
The girl who arrived later covered her face with her hands: "Little fatty, you've gone too far!"
"Mind your own business!" The chubby boy glared at the girl, his face full of dissatisfaction.
The girl looked apologetic and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, miss, my little brother is just being silly..."
"Shut up! You're the one who's being unreasonable, your whole family is unreasonable!" The chubby boy put his hands on his hips and shoved the girl away.
The girl's face turned ashen with anger. She grabbed the chubby boy's arm and said, "Yunbin, do you believe that if you keep acting up, I'll go home and tell my father?"
The chubby boy's eyes darted around, and he sat on the ground, wailing, "Isn't anyone going to do anything about this? My own sister is abusing her own brother?"
The girl felt weak all over and took a deep breath: "Miss, I am Yun Ziyi, the second young lady of the Yun family, and my younger brother..." was really mischievous.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "The Mo family, Mo Qingcheng!"
“Miss Mo…” Yun Teng pinched Yun Bin, unsure how to begin.
Mo Qingcheng blinked: "Little fatty, this tent of mine came from overseas. It took a lot of effort to get it..."
"Hmph! Who are you? How much?" Pang
"Talking about money is so tacky." You can't do anything without money. Mo Qingcheng shrugged, indicating that it would be difficult to get a tent.
Yunbin turned around: "Third Elder, give me the money."
Behind him, an elderly man with white hair smiled and took out a purse, casually tossing it to Yun Bin.
Yunbin broke free from his second sister's clutches and took two steps forward: "Here, three high-grade spirit stones."
hiss!
Mo Qingcheng gasped. Good heavens! A tent and three high-grade spirit stones—what a steal! What a steal! What a steal!
Mo Qingcheng wore her signature smile: "Little fatty, you're really a... handsome young man!"
Chubby Yunbin: "..."
Thank you, you brat!
The chubby boy rolled his eyes and chased after Mo Qingcheng demanding a tent: "Aren't you going to get me a tent?"
Mo Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated. He took out a brand-new tent and sent Mo Qingfeng and his brother to help him set it up.
Yun Bin pursed his lips, turned around and left with an air of arrogance, and Yun Ziyi apologized again and hurriedly followed in Yun Bin's footsteps.
Yun Teng, the third elder of the Yun family, lingered on Mo Qingcheng for a moment before drifting away.
Mo Qingcheng weighed the purse in her hand, took out a piece of paper, and gave it to Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue: "Beautiful Elder, I spoil you!"
"Okay!" Mo Chuyue winked and put away the spirit stones. The two walked away arm in arm, whispering among themselves. What they said was unknown to anyone but the two involved.
Mo Qingchen's eyes flickered slightly as he crawled into the tent, gazing up at the tent ceiling, completely wide awake.
The Mo brothers, Mo Qingfeng and Mo Qing'an, squeezed into a tent, while the Third Elder and the Fifth Elder huddled together.
Before long, Mo Qingcheng and Mo Qing'an each crawled into their own tents. Before they could fall asleep, a deafening roar came from outside. Who else could it be but Mo Qingwu?
"Mo Qingcheng, are you doing this on purpose? Where am I supposed to sleep?"
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