Mo Tingchuan said again.
"Or I can move to an apartment."
Don't even think about it.
Mingdai would not compromise on either.
"Mo Tingchuan, I don't want to fight you to the death. You're about to become the eldest son of the He family, and your future is very bright. Why do you keep nagging me?"
"If you don't divorce me, my light will belong to you too."
Mingdai: "?"
They were talking past each other.
"I can't get a single word out with you."
Mingdai turned around and was about to get into her car.
"Mingdai".
Mo Tingchuan's expression was indifferent, but his eyes were fierce.
"Don't let me catch you doing anything wrong."
Mingdai stiffened and turned to meet Mo Tingchuan's gaze.
Mo Tingchuan slowly curved his lips into a smile, as elegant and affectionate as ever.
But the words that came out were like the Grim Reaper raising his scythe.
“I cannot tolerate any relationship between you and He Yaonian that is not between uncle and niece-in-law. If I catch you in the act, Mingdai, we will be destroyed together.”
Mingdai sat in the car for a while after returning, not because she was frightened by Mo Tingchuan.
Rather, she had to consider some of the behaviors she and He Yaonian had exhibited in their daily interactions.
Because she couldn't control her heart, she always couldn't help but want to get close to He Yaonian, and she always gave He Yaonian the opportunity to overstep his bounds.
One or two times might be considered an irresistible urge, but if it goes on for too long, it's likely that things will cross the line sooner or later.
Someone like her is probably going to be struck by lightning.
So when He Yaonian called Mingdai to invite her to dinner, Mingdai declined.
When Mingdai returned to her apartment, her mother sent her a message saying that she had gone to another country.
Mingdai checked the time difference and made an overseas call.
Ming's mother was in a great mood; her voice sounded much younger and full of energy.
She asked her daughter how she was doing lately, whether she was taking her medicine on time, and if she felt unwell anywhere. Of course, in the end, she was still concerned about Mingdai and Mo Tingchuan's relationship.
Ming's mother said, "Tingchuan called me a couple of days ago and said he would take you out to play if he had the chance."
Ming's father interrupted from the other side.
"There's a holiday in October, so you and Tingchuan can pick a city to have some fun then."
Mingdai underestimated Mo Tingchuan's shamelessness.
This person can silently and maliciously harm his father-in-law's interests on the one hand, and on the other hand, he can be a good son-in-law who is very adept at interpersonal relationships.
"Yes, I'll go if I have the chance."
Mingdai gave her parents perfunctory replies.
Ming's mother couldn't help but ask again, "About that child..."
Mingdai was somewhat irritated.
"Let me take care of my health for a while."
Ming's mother stopped putting pressure on her daughter.
"Alright, you two figure it out."
Mingdai didn't want to talk about Mo Tingchuan anymore, so she changed the subject and asked her mother about her feelings during the trip and the interesting things she saw.
The mother and daughter talked for almost an hour.
He Yaonian couldn't get an appointment with Mingdai that evening.
Gu Chengyun forcibly dragged him out.
Also having dinner with them were Gu Chengyun's friends.
I know He Yaonian, but we don't interact much. However, we have similar personalities and can chat easily.
A while later, someone called this friend and mentioned Mo Tingchuan during the conversation.
Gu Chengyun, unaware of who Mo Tingchuan was, showed no reaction.
He Yaonian waited for his friend to finish the call before asking, "What's wrong?"
His friends also thought that He Yaonian was just asking casually.
"He's a trespasser who's doing quite well in his career, but apparently he had some kind of argument with his wife and pried open her door lock this afternoon."
"You just said this person's surname is Mo?"
"Yes, Mo Tingchuan."
My friend said, "He's already been released. He's a very shrewd and diplomatic person."
He Yaonian stood up.
"I'm going out to make a phone call."
Gu Chengyun looked at his friend blankly.
The friend thought for a moment, "Does he know Mo Tingchuan?"
Who is Mo Tingchuan?
Gu Chengyun, who is from out of town, really can't keep up with his friends' pace.
This feeling is very frustrating.
It felt like he was the only one whose social system was still stuck in the past.
"I can't say who it is, just a small business owner who made a comeback with the help of his wife. How should I put it, it seems like he got a little money and started to get cocky. I don't know the specifics, I only heard it from the gossip among my subordinates."
Gu Chengyun inexplicably felt that Mo Tingchuan was the man He Yaonian was trying to steal from her.
Can he make a comeback with the help of his wife?
Wouldn't this Mo Tingchuan be destined to become a Chen Shimei (a notorious figure in Chinese folklore known for abandon
Mingdai had just hung up the phone with her mother when her phone rang again.
Her throat was dry, and she wanted to get a glass of water.
He stood up, holding his phone.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be He Yaonian.
What is he calling for?
Mingdai answered the call.
"Hello? Third Uncle?"
"Did Mo Tingchuan break into your apartment this afternoon?"
Mingdai picked up the cup.
How did He Yaonian know?
"Well……"
Why didn't you tell me?
He Yaonian asked, "Where are you now?"
"...An apartment."
Where else could she be?
"The locks have been changed?"
"It was changed a long time ago."
Why didn't you tell me?
That same phrase again.
But why tell He Yaonian?
It's not a big deal. Besides, she called the police, and the police arrested Mo Tingchuan.
Although no one did anything to Mo Tingchuan, he must have spent a lot of money to settle the matter.
Since she'd already changed the lock, if Mo Tingchuan tried to pry it open again, she'd have no choice but to call the police again.
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