After Mo Wuhang poured the coffee, he couldn't help but reveal a sneer and joy in his eyes when he thought about what was going to happen tonight. To prevent anything strange from happening, he filled the other cups with coffee.
"Fifth brother?" After Mo Silang finished singing, he went downstairs and saw Mo Wuhang in the hall. He smiled in surprise: "Why, is it that the sun rose from the west today? You got up so early?"
"Fourth brother." A trace of discomfort flashed across Mo Wuhang's face. Although he was justified, he didn't want people to know that he had tampered with the coffee.
"Fourth brother, I have an event at school this morning. I have to go back to my room and get my hair done. I won't chat with you for now."
Mo Silang looked at Mo Wuhang's back as he left, thoughtfully, then turned around and went back upstairs.
Mrs. Liu was busy in the kitchen for a long time. Seeing that breakfast was almost ready and it was almost the Mo family's fixed breakfast time, she directed everyone in the kitchen to bring soups and other foods to the dining table first.
Seeing two rows of coffee already on the table, Mrs. Liu was so angry that she raised her voice: "Huang Ya, Huang Ya! Where is Huang Ya?!"
"Sister Liu, I'm here. What's wrong?" Huang Ya hurriedly ran out of the kitchen, holding a rag tremblingly.
"Who told you to pour the coffee? The coffee is almost cold!" Mrs. Liu picked up the coffee pot on the table, "You've only been here for a few days and you're already making decisions. Do you know that you have to obey me in everything you do now?!"
"Yes, I'm sorry! Sister Liu, I didn't pour it. It was the Fifth Young Master who wanted to drink coffee. He also brought this set of cups corresponding to the ranks of the young masters and young ladies and asked me to keep the coffee pot, so I..."
"Just what? Shut up! The coffee is almost cold. It's definitely too late to grind the coffee beans now. Bring the coffee to the kitchen."
Mrs. Liu glanced at Huang Ya and ignored him completely. She walked over and poured out the cup of coffee that the fifth young master might have drunk, and asked the servants to quickly take the other untouched coffee back to the kitchen and pour it into a special coffee pot to heat it up.
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When Mo Di went downstairs, except for Mo Erqian, Mo Sanzhi who were not in the country, and Mo Wuhang who was always the last to arrive, everyone else was there.
"Look at you! What are you dawdling for?!"
As soon as Mo Shihong saw this son whom he had hated since birth, he became furious.
"Okay, okay, Shihong, don't be angry. You almost scared our daughter with that noise." Ruan Qingdan gave him a reproachful look and scooped a spoonful of light codfish and tofu soup for Mo Liugui. "My dear daughter, try this."
"Thank you, Mom." Mo Liugui's eyes curved slightly, and she picked up a piece of chicken breast for Ruan Qingdan, and a small silver fish for Mo Shihong. "Dad, let's eat, and don't talk about Xiaodi anymore."
"Daddy's baby daughter is the most caring, unlike some heartless things that can't be raised well."
"That's enough." Mr. Mo, who had been sitting in the main seat without saying anything, suddenly coughed and glanced at Mo. "The most important thing for you to do when you return to school today is to publicly apologize to Xiaogui, understand?"
"I know." Modi lowered his head slightly.
"Well, don't play any other tricks. If you don't apologize, or if your apology is not good, don't come back. Our Mo family can't afford to support an ungrateful person who schemes against his relatives."
Modi lowered his head and sat stiffly in his seat, the coffee beside him emitting an enticing aroma.
Mo Wuhang hurried down the stairs in the corner of the hall, his hair carefully combed with hairspray, smiling brightly: "I'm late again, have you eaten yet?"
“Come here, come here.” The second aunt looked at her handsome and tall son proudly. Seeing that he had some dark circles under his eyes, she said with concern: “Xiaohang, are you too tired recently? I see that you don’t look well.”
"No, Mom, I'm fine."
"Fifth brother, you have dark circles under your eyes!" Mo Liugui smiled coquettishly beside him, "Like a panda."
"Even Xiaogui makes fun of me. I am too embarrassed to see anyone!" Mo Wuhang wailed.
"Hey, Fifth Brother, don't be sad. I have some eye creams here that I stocked up on before I went abroad to get rid of dark circles. I'll get you one later. I guarantee it'll work."
"Oh, that's great. Thank you, Xiaogui. You really are Fifth Brother's favorite sister! Fifth Brother couldn't bear to use it after getting it."
"Hahahahaha..." Everyone at the table laughed.
Mo Di felt the harmonious, warm and affectionate atmosphere of the Mo family. The corners of his lips twitched slightly and he smiled barely noticeably.
After breakfast, a special car came to pick up the Mo family's grandchildren to go to school, and it was naturally impossible for Mo Di to be in the same car with Mo Liugui.
The driver saw that Modi not only brought a schoolbag but also a large backpack, and frowned: "Young Master, why do you carry so many things?"
"To apologize." Modi whispered.
The driver stopped talking and stepped on the accelerator. He didn't like this unpopular and annoying young master at all. He especially hated this young master when he knew that he even dared to complain about the kind and intelligent young lady.
But now the young master still knows how to apologize properly, and has made a lot of special preparations. It seems that he can still be saved, and has not completely become a black-hearted and ruthless person.
The news that Mo Di was going back to school had already been passed on to Zhu Wen Ze by Mo Wuhang. At this time, all the classmates in Mo Di's class had also learned the news.
"He actually had the nerve to come back to school?!"
A boy with a crew cut kicked a desk that was stained with dirty water, paint, chewing gum, and other things, causing it to shake a few times, and cursed: "How shameless!"
"I'll add some more stuff to this shameless thing's desk." A boy with slightly long bangs next to him sneered and spat on the already dirty table.
"ah!"
A girl next to him stepped back quickly, her eyebrows raised: "Du Zhi, be careful, you almost vomited on me!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Meiran, please move to the side."
The girl with long ponytail next to Wang Meiran rolled her eyes at Du Zhi and said, "Liu Gui will be back soon. She is so generous and cares about Mo Di. She will definitely be unhappy to see what you have done."
"It's okay. Modi's desk is at the back. She won't be able to see us if we block her. Besides, we have a way to make Modi afraid to say anything. You girls can rest assured and don't worry."
"Yes, that's okay." Zhu Wenzhe said, and walked to the student locker at the back of the classroom. He found Modi's locker, pulled off the already broken lock, threw it into the trash can, and stuffed a black plastic bag into it. Inside was a dead cat without a head.
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When Zhu Wenzhe finished all the little moves, Mo Di finally stepped into the school gate.
But in a moment, he felt as if he was pierced by the gazes coming from all directions like a sieve. Except for a very small number of eyes that were curious, most of the others were full of disgust, shame, contempt, and anger. The strong malice could not be ignored at all.
Mo Di lowered his gaze and said nothing, walking towards the intersection of several roads with his bag on his back, one hand in his pocket, as if holding his cell phone.
Some people saw Modi on the road. Some of them quickly passed the news, while others directly confronted Modi.
"Hey, isn't this Modi, the most shameless and scheming boy in our school? He actually comes back to school." A strong and tall boy came over and slammed his arm into Modi, knocking him back three steps.
A few people nearby laughed and said, "Zhao Guochen, you are wrong. Mo Di is obviously the most despicable and ungrateful person, right?!"
"And he's still the most dramatic and the most morally blackmailing!" A boy who was cleaning swung the mop, and the dirty water on the mop immediately splashed all over Mo Diyi's face. He laughed sarcastically, "Oh, sorry, sorry, you shouldn't be allergic to dirty water, you won't die."
There was a sudden burst of strange laughter around.
Modi stood where he was, wiping the dirty water and mud off his face. The strands of hair that were stained by the dirty mud sank a little, and a few drops of dirty water dripped down and stuck to his face.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at these people, including those around him who were watching the joke and gloating.
"Why, what are you looking at?!"
This was the first time Zhao Guochen had seen someone with such a wooden and indifferent look in his eyes. His heart subconsciously jumped, and then he became even more angry. He punched Mo Di on the shoulder and said, "Why, you want to fight?!"
Mo Di was knocked off balance, and the heavy backpack made him tilt. Before he could stand firmly, a foot suddenly stretched out from behind and kicked him hard in the thigh. He fell to the ground, and his forehead hit the white flower bed violently. For a moment, the pain was as if a hammer was hitting his head!
"Damn it, how dare you slander and plot against my goddess?! Who the hell do you think you are!"
The man who kicked Modi from behind didn't give Modi a chance to breathe and kicked him again, "How dare you come back? Why don't you just die!"
"Ah——" Modi cried out in pain, raised his hand and felt some warm and sticky liquid on his forehead.
"Zhong Daokang?" Zhao Guochen looked at the boy who kicked Mo Di, and was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Why are you kicking him here? What if the goddess sees it?!"
"The goddess has returned to the classroom, okay? Do you think everyone is as uninformed as you?!" Zhong Daokang squatted down, grabbed Mo Di's hair, and pulled it hard, revealing Mo Di's dirty face with a little blood on it, "Do you know you are wrong?!"
"I..." Modi was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe. His originally fair skin turned almost transparent. "My sister won't forgive you..."
"What did you say?!" Zhong Daokang didn't expect that Mo Di would dare to threaten him. He immediately became furious. He grabbed Mo Di's hair and smashed his head hard on the flower bed!
"Say it to me again? How dare you, a shameless person, threaten me and go to Liu Gui to complain about me? How can you be so shameless!!!"
"Ah——!!!" Mo Di's head was smashed on the flower bed. His eyes went dark immediately. His brain felt like tofu was smashed on the ground. He almost trembled with pain. He clenched his fist tightly, resisting the urge to cripple Zhong Daokang, Zhao Guochen and others. He stared at Zhong Daokang with eyes that were barely open: "You...you are breaking the law!"
"Tsk - I broke the law?! I am acting on behalf of the heavens!"
Zhong Daokang kicked Mo Di hard on the head again.
"Alright, alright, don't kill anyone." At this time, several more people came over. One of the boys pretended to be careless and stepped on Mo Di, while several girls spat at him with contempt, "How disgusting, cowardly and mean. I heard that he even cursed senior Zhu Wen Ze."
Zhong Daokang didn't like Zhu Wenze, who was one of his strong rivals in love. He just said angrily, "It's a pity that the goddess is too kind. She may not blame him even if she is harmed like this!"
"That's right." A boy who was spinning a basketball in his hand came over and said, "Why isn't he allergic to it?" He grinned again, trying to imitate Zhong Daokang and kick Modi.
But suddenly, an angry shout interrupted his action.
"What are you doing?! What are those people doing in the east flowerbed?!"
"Fuck! Someone's coming, hurry up and leave!"
Zhong Daokang and others were startled and ran away immediately. The dozen or so people around who were watching the fun and taking pictures also dispersed instantly.
Modi's clenched hands loosened and he lay on the ground, gasping for breath as if he had survived a disaster.
He tried hard to move his eyelids which were covered with dirty water and blood, to hide the cruelty and sneer that flashed across his eyes.
He won the bet.
The two security guards hung up the phone in a hurry and ran over to help Modi up.
"My classmate, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"Principal Huang, I think there's no need to ask about this kind of thing, right?" In the school monitoring room, a tall, handsome man with a stern face looked at the middle-aged man next to him.
"Yes... yes, we should call an ambulance directly."
The middle-aged man responded hurriedly and awkwardly, but in his heart he was angry that those young and inexperienced students were causing trouble at this time. He was also angry that this so-called high-tech monitoring program had malfunctioned. Nearly half of the hundreds of images were cut to the flower bed where the trouble was happening. He simply couldn't ignore it!
"Director Mu, this is really an accident. This kind of thing never happens in our school on weekdays. The school spirit of our Xia Jia is very good. Almost all the graduates have become elites in various industries. There must be a reason for what happened today. We will..."
"Principal Huang, I think it's better for us to go check on that boy first. As for the cause of this school violence, I don't particularly want to know right now."
Mu Tianheng's eyes turned slightly cold. He interrupted the chattering Principal Huang, turned around and walked out with big strides. Rhedrus beside him hurriedly followed.
Principal Huang wiped his sweat repeatedly, wanting to follow but almost didn't dare to. This Director Mu Tianhengmu always had a gentle voice and a smile, and he was very humorous and made people feel like spring breeze. But why did he frown and have such a cold and terrifying aura that made people dare not approach him!
He rubbed his sweaty hands, feeling that this investment must not be disrupted, and trotted after him.
Mo Di delayed the security guard for a few minutes. When he opened his eyelids, which were almost unable to be lifted, he finally saw the tall man striding towards him against the light. The deepest string in his heart moved slightly.
"My little classmate, how are you?" Mu Tianheng walked up to Mo Di and squatted down slightly.
"I..." Mo Di's eyes were full of Mu Tianheng, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak, "I have a headache..."
"Can you stand up?"
Mu Tianheng frowned as he looked at the boy in front of him, whose body was covered in dirty cement and whose face was bruised and purple. He had recognized that the little boy was the little guy he had caught a glimpse of on Chunjing Road before. At that time, the boy, who looked like a beautiful and elegant ink painting, was bullied and beaten so badly that his body was dirty, which really made people feel uncomfortable.
When Modi heard this, he tried to stand up, but his head suddenly started to hurt and his body tilted.
"Forget it, I'll take you to the car." Seeing this, Mu Tianheng simply stretched out his arms and picked up Mo Di. He glanced at Principal Huang who was running behind him and said, "Send this child to the hospital first."
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