He Yaonian did not stay for long. He seemed to have just happened to be standing on Ming Dai's side, glanced at the time on his wrist, and turned to instruct the butler.
"Arrange rooms for them."
"Yes, Third Master."
The living room quickly quieted down, and as He Yaonian left, the rest of the He family also left one after another.
Only then did He Yaoyuan exercise his rights as the head of the He family and give the housekeeper and servants a good scolding.
Have everyone line up in two rows to recognize the new First Madam, and the young masters and ladies.
After fussing around for a while, Mo Yumei rubbed her temples and said to He Yaoyuan in a strained voice, "I'm tired, can I go back to my room first?"
"Butler, lead the way."
He Yaoyuan was very imposing at that moment.
"Dad, can I look around?"
Mo Qingying was very excited. Although the He family clearly did not like her and her son, she was still full of curiosity about everything here.
That "Dad" sounded so natural coming from my mouth.
Mingdai found it all quite amusing.
"I'll have a maid accompany you."
He Yaoyuan smiled broadly, looking like a doting father who spoils his daughter.
His gaze then fell on the quiet Mingdai. "Would you like to go for a walk too?"
"Let's go, Ming-jie, let's go together."
Regardless of whether Mingdai agreed or not, Mo Qingying grabbed Mingdai's arm and excitedly walked towards the passageway that was completely warmed by the sunlight not far away.
Watching the two figures disappear, He Yaoyuan frowned slightly and said to his son, Mo Tingchuan, who was beside him.
"I don't care how much trouble you cause outside, but once you're in the He family, you have to be careful in everything you do. You need to keep Mingdai calm and make sure she doesn't ruin your plans."
Mo Tingchuan replied respectfully, "Yes, Dad."
"With her body that coughs every three days and feels dizzy every two days, what can she do? Besides, if it weren't for us, how could she have the good fortune to be associated with the He family? Don't worry, I will definitely make her behave."
Mo Yumei confidently grasped He Yaoyuan's hand.
"Tingchuan's own company is doing quite well now. Although he has suffered a lot in the past few years, he has finally reaped the rewards of his hard work."
Mo Yumei suddenly sighed softly with worry.
"That third uncle from the He family, I find him really difficult to get along with, I wonder what will happen in the future..."
"It's alright. Tingchuan and Qingying are both sensible and intelligent children. They will soon gain Yao Nian's approval."
"Then, formally recognizing one's ancestors, returning to one's clan, and changing one's name and surname..."
"Take it one step at a time, everything will come eventually."
Mo Yumei felt relieved and smiled gently, "That's good."
"Oh, right." He Yaoyuan seemed to remember something else.
“Mingdai is an outsider. Given your third uncle’s personality, he won’t be too wary of her. Why not let her try to get to know your third uncle more? In short, we should try every possible method.”
The He family villa was ridiculously large. Mingdai was pulled out by Mo Qingying for a few minutes, and then Mo Qingying disappeared from sight.
However, Mo Tingchuan quickly found him.
"Don't run around."
He even started criticizing her.
Mingdai glanced at her and sneered, "How does it feel to live under someone else's roof?"
Mo Tingchuan's expression froze.
"Mingdai, I am destined to have a place here."
"You Mo family are truly shameless. When you were on the verge of bankruptcy, you used me as a stepping stone. Now that you've made a comeback, you're setting your sights on the He family."
"Don't forget that you were the one who agreed to marry me in the first place."
"I admit I'm blind, but it seems the head of the He family won't do as you wish."
Mingdai looked up and gazed at the various flowers blooming in early spring not far away. The cold snap in spring had not harmed a single plant here. Now that the sun was out, every green plant was full of vitality.
With its fresh air, birdsong, and fragrant flowers, this is a wonderful place for health and wellness.
“Mingdai, we’re in the same boat now. How much benefit will a powerful and wealthy family like the He family bring to your Ming family? Don’t you want your Ming family to climb even higher?”
"Mo Tingchuan, the most valuable thing about a person is to know their own limitations. My Ming family has always been down-to-earth and hardworking. On the contrary, you are greedy and greedy. You will not have a good end."
"You're unambitious and stubborn. But that's alright, we're in this together. As long as you don't cause me any trouble, I won't make things difficult for you."
The sunlight made her eyelids feel slightly hot, and Mingdai closed her eyes with a cold smile.
Before dinner, the young masters and ladies who had left in the morning gradually returned.
Mingdai, who was feeling quite refreshed after waking up, was urged by Mo Tingchuan to get ready and dress up, and he repeatedly reminded her to be on her best so as not to spoil everyone's fun.
"By the way, Uncle San will be back for dinner tonight. You're very good at socializing, aren't you? I see you getting along very well with those ladies. When we're toasting tonight, take the initiative. Maybe Uncle San will give you that kind of face."
Mingdai's mind went blank.
"Mo Tingchuan, are you sick?!"
"The title of Mrs. He sounds much better than Mrs. Mo. Don't be ungrateful. It's all thanks to you. What's wrong with putting in a little effort?"
Mingdai clenched her fists. That beast!
When he went downstairs, he saw that the sofa in the living room was full of people, and the butler was welcoming He Yaonian in at the door.
He Yaonian walked with a steady gait, his handsome face cold and indifferent, exuding considerable authority.
Mingdai already had an inexplicable fear of this man, and after being said those things by Mo Tingchuan upstairs, she was now in a state of agitation and just wanted to kick Mo Tingchuan, who was walking in front of her, downstairs and make him look like a fool.
Almost the instant He Yaonian entered, everyone on the sofa hurriedly stood up and greeted him respectfully.
"Third Uncle!"
He Yaonian nodded to everyone as usual, then straightened his cuffs and prepared to go upstairs.
Mo Tingchuan tugged at Ming Dai's sleeve and whispered, "Let's go down quickly."
Mingdai's high heels made it difficult to go downstairs, but Mo Tingchuan ignored it.
However, He Yaonian arrived quickly.
He slowly came to a stop, silently glancing at Mo Tingchuan and Ming Dai, exuding the imposing aura of a powerful and influential head of a wealthy family.
"Third Uncle."
Mo Tingchuan called out to his third uncle with little confidence.
Mingdai couldn't bring herself to call him that; she certainly didn't want to acknowledge this illegitimate child born to a mistress.
He Yaonian, being well-mannered, nodded expressionlessly, saving face for Mo Tingchuan.
Mo Tingchuan suddenly tugged at Mingdai, "Call someone."
Mingdai was speechless and instinctively looked up at He Yaonian.
He Yaonian's dark eyes stared at her as they had that morning, his emotions unreadable, making her feel immense pressure.
"Third Uncle."
A feeling of tension, with a dry mouth and throat.
The group of people on the sofa were quietly eating melon seeds, craning their necks and enjoying themselves.
They probably thought He Yaonian wouldn't react much either.
The busy heir of a wealthy family has several meetings to attend to later, so he doesn't have time to deal with this ridiculous mistress and her family.
Unexpectedly, He Yaonian gave Ming Dai a particularly long look.
His gaze was so unfathomable that it made Mingdai's heart flutter.
"Bring me a cup of coffee."
Mingdai: "?"
Staring blankly at He Yaonian, who had disappeared around the corner of the stairs, Mingdai realized that those words were definitely not directed at her.
"Miss Ming, the coffee is in the kitchen. Please take it up to me personally."
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