After the morning's events, Mo Jing didn't go to school all day. After getting the Silver Heart Grass she wanted, she went straight to the Chinese herbal medicine shop.
As the sun set, crimson hues stained half the sky. Mo Jing, burdened with worries, carried her newly bought backpack on her way home. Usually, her driver, Lao Wang, would pick her up after school, but this time, not wanting anyone to know her whereabouts, she let him go off on his own.
Upon entering the Mo family villa, Mo Jing immediately felt a rare sense of harmony.
In the spacious living room, Mo Xiangtian and Han Deyinyue, a married couple, sat together on the sofa.
Several half-empty teacups sat on the tempered glass coffee table, indicating that they had been there for quite some time.
The lingering aroma of Da Hong Pao tea wafted from the teacup.
"Jingjing, you're back!" Han Wenlei noticed Mo Jing standing silently at the door, stood up, walked over, and gently took her hand.
Mo Jing looked at this man who was both strange and familiar, her eyes filled with doubt and a hint of skepticism. Her heart was a jumble of emotions. What kind of shameless person was he to be able to date both her and Mo Jing at the same time back then?
What kind of despicable person can have a one-night stand with a nightclub dancer one day, and then shamelessly hold their fiancée's hand the next day, pretending to be deeply in love?
Han Wenlei took Mo Jing's hand and led her to the sofa, where they sat down.
As soon as Yin Yuerong saw Mo Jing, a bright smile spread across her face. She said kindly and warmly, "Jingjing, we were just talking about you. We were discussing holding a wedding ceremony for you and Wenlei. We've set it for a week from now. What do you think?"
Mo Jing knew, of course, that Yin Yuerong was Han Wenlei's biological mother, and that she and Han De had visited her during her hospitalization.
“Why would she have any objections? We’ll decide!” Mo Xiangtian said with an unquestionable smile, then turned to Mo Jingxiao and said with a warning in his eyes, “Jingjing, don’t you think so?”
Mo Jing nodded silently, her face expressionless, but inwardly she was mocking him. Mo Xiangtian seemed to be asking for her opinion, but in reality, he was just informing her; she had no right to say no.
Han Wenlei held Mo Jing's hand with great joy, his large, well-defined hand completely enveloping her small hand, his expression one of barely suppressed excitement. "Jingjing, this is wonderful! We're finally getting married. Don't worry, although the time is a bit rushed, I promise to give you a grand wedding, and I promise you won't feel wronged." Just looking at the expression on his face, one would truly believe how much he doted on Mo Jing, if one ignored the fleeting hint of disdain in his eyes.
Even though Han Wenlei's palms were warm, that warmth couldn't reach Mo Jing. His seemingly affectionate face only made Mo Jing feel nauseous, so she just stared at him expressionlessly.
"Look, Jingjing is so shy she doesn't dare to speak." Yin Yuerong teased Mo Jing, but in her heart she felt utterly contemptuous.
What are you pretending for? Su Qing already told me about your reputation at school. If it weren't for your status and background helping the Han family, how could someone as outstanding as my son marry a woman like you who has no manners or upbringing?
Despite her deep contempt for Mo Jing, Yin Yuerong maintained a motherly demeanor and said gently, "Don't worry, if Wen Lei dares to bully you in the future, just tell me, and I, as your mother-in-law, will definitely stand up for you."
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