Chapter 20
Mo Yousen hadn't slept all night, and Tang Miao's eyes were also dark. The mother and son smiled at each other, and Tang Miao patted Mo Yousen's hand to indicate that she was fine. "Mom, I'll go downstairs and get you something to eat."
Tang Miao forced a sad smile, "Okay, thank you, bastard."
There was a lot of noise downstairs. The woman was standing in the living room with a haughty attitude, ordering the servants to do things. When she saw Mo Yousen coming downstairs, she twisted her waist and turned around. Her son was lying on the sofa, and the servant beside him was kneeling on the ground, feeding him fruit with tears in her eyes.
Mo Yousen's eyes flashed with fire. He quickly stepped forward and pulled up the servant. The servant shook her hand and all the fruit in the bowl fell on her son. "You don't have to do this for them. Go do what you should do."
The servant was full of grievances and said to Mo Yousen in a crying voice: "Yes, thank you, Master. I will leave now."
The woman reacted very quickly, yelling in the living room, "Oh my! This is outrageous! You blind bastard, you dumped all the fruit on my son's head! Pack your bags and get out!" Then she trotted over, "Jinyu, how are you? Mom will take you to wash your face. Come on."
The man named Jinyu glared at Mo Yousen viciously, shook off the hand that was holding him, and pointed at Mo Yousen's nose, "Just wait for me, you unpresentable fellow!"
Mo Yousen was very calm and gave him a cold look, "Really? Aren't you the one who can't be on the stage? Illegitimate child."
"What did you say? You dare say it again?" Mo Yousen was being strangled by the neck. The woman hurried forward to separate the two of them. "What are you doing? Let go! Jinyu, be nicer to your brother! Xiaosen, my aunt's surname is Qiu Lingzhi, and this is your brother, Qiu Jinyu. We are a family from now on, and we must love each other."
Mo Yousen's eyes were filled with anger. He rubbed his neck and said in a deep voice, "Who are you and your family? A mistress and an illegitimate child. Go and fantasize about a better life."
Qiu Lingzhi's mocking voice rang out sharply behind her, "How interesting! My Jinyu is 20 years old this year! How old are you? Are you an adult? In that case, your mother is the mistress!"
Mo Yousen clenched his fists, his eyes blurry with anger. He swung his arm and was about to hit Tang Miao. As soon as he got close, he heard Tang Miao's cold voice, "If you live under someone else's roof, you should behave like one. I let you live here because I don't want to make a big deal out of it and hurt my reputation."
Mo Yousen's pupils gradually focused, his vision cleared, and he sarcastically said to Qiu Lingzhi, "Being an adult in age doesn't mean you're an adult in intelligence."
Tang Miao glanced at the two of them indifferently, then instructed the servant, "There are outsiders at home recently, so I won't be coming down to eat. From now on, please help Xiao Sen and I deliver our meals upstairs."
The servant quickly agreed, and Mo Yousen helped Tang Miao back to her room. Once inside, Tang Miao's entire body weakened, and she was about to fall to the ground. Mo Yousen grabbed her arm tightly to steady her, and then followed her step by step to help her onto the bed.
Tang Miao lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and calmed down. She turned her head and looked at Mo Yousen gently. She looked for a long time and found her voice again. "Zizi, talk to mom. Do you like Xiao Yan? It's not the kind of love between brothers and friends."
Mo Yousen lowered his head in shame, "Mom, you...how did you know...will you be disappointed in me?"
Tang Miao smiled and shook her head. "No, my dear, you have always been my pride. The happiest thing for me is having you. Every time you mention Xiao Yan, the expression on your face is the same as when I mentioned Mo Guozheng back then. I don't care who you like, I just want you to be happy. Xiao Yan is a good boy and has taken good care of you since you were young. I don't object to you two being together."
Mo Yousen's face suddenly turned red to his ears. He fiddled with the corners of his clothes with both hands and murmured, "Mom, we are not together yet."
Tang Miao raised her head slightly in surprise, "Aren't you together yet? Mom thought you were already together."
Mo Yousen touched the back of his head and said, "We haven't yet. I haven't contacted him since yesterday."
"Why can't I contact Mo Yousen!" Yan Yuheng yelled at Zhang Qianyi on the other end of the phone, "I haven't been able to contact him since last night! He doesn't reply to my messages and he doesn't answer my calls! Find a solution for me! What's going on?"
Zhang Qianyi stretched out his fingers to pick at his ears, "Alright, stop shouting. Aunt Sanshui didn't call you to ask where you were, so you must be at home. If she doesn't get back to you tonight, just go to her house and look for her!"
Yan Yuheng slammed the sofa hard, "It's decided!"
"What can you decide? Don't you have a brain?" Mo Guo was in the study, pointing at Qiu Lingzhi's nose and cursing. "Mo Yousen and Tang Miao each hold 15% of the shares, and that old man Tang Tianlin holds 30%. What do you know? You're always causing me trouble! How many times have I told you that I'll get rid of them once I've settled things and things are stable? Why are you so impatient?"
Qiu Lingzhi's face was filled with embarrassment. She flung her sleeves and stormed out of the room in frustration. She returned to her room and slammed the door shut. Not feeling satisfied enough, she threw a glass against the door. "You two, old and young, are not giving me a good face, are you? Just wait!"
After eating in Tang Miao's room that night, Tang Miao asked Mo Yousen to go back to her room to rest. Mo Yousen looked back at Tang Miao every few steps and said, "Mom, call me if you have anything."
Tang Miao smiled without saying anything, waved his hand and told Mo Yousen to leave quickly.
Mo Yousen finally had time to reply to Yan Yuheng. Yan Yuheng had sent him many messages since last night, but he had not replied.
Zhang Qianyi and Jiang Ting also kept tagging him in the group to ask where he was going.
Mo Yousen: [I'm here. Something happened at home.]
Yan Yuheng: [You still remember to come back! ]
Zhang Qianyi: [Yan Yuheng almost blew up my phone because he couldn't find you]
Yan Yuheng: [Yes, if you don’t come back I will go to your house to look for you]
Mo Yousen: [Don't come!]
Jiang Ting: [What's wrong? What happened at home? Do you need help?]
Mo Yousen: [It's okay, it's under control at the moment]
Yan Yuheng: [Don't keep anything to yourself, okay? I'm here for you!]
Mo Yousen: [OK]
After chatting with them for a while, Mo Yousen felt much better and his appetite suddenly returned. Feeling uncomfortable with nothing in his mouth, he stood up and prepared to go to the refrigerator to find some fruit. As soon as he opened the door and walked out of the room, he saw Qiu Lingzhi smiling and walking out of Tang Miao's room, twisting her waist and adjusting her hair at the back of her head.
Mo Yousen quickly walked over and grabbed Qiu Lingzhi by the collar, gritting his teeth and asking, "What are you doing in there?"
Qiu Lingzhi stretched out her arm and pushed Mo Yousen away. "It's just a chat between sisters, why are you so nervous?"
Mo Yousen swept her away from Tang Miao's door as if he saw something dirty. "Get out of here. Don't let me see you around here. You are not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as my mother."
Mo Yousen entered Tang Miao's room and slammed the door shut. Tang Miao looked like she had just finished crying, with bloodshot eyes. "Baby, why are you here?"
"Mom, what did she say to you? Please don't be unhappy, okay?" Mo Yousen held Tang Miao in his arms. Tang Miao hugged Mo Yousen, patted his back, and broke away from his arms. "Mom is not unhappy. Mom is very happy to see you."
Tang Miao pulled Mo Yousen to sit in the small study in the room. Tang Miao loved reading all kinds of books. This was a small study designed by Mo Guozheng for her when they first got married.
"Zizi, mom is really happy to have you as her child. Time flies so fast. You are taller than mom now. You have been brave and strong since childhood and have always been mom's pride. I have had a stone in my heart for the past two days, but now I have finally let it go. I thought that there was at least some love between us, but it was just wishful thinking. You promised mom that no matter what happens in the future, you must try your best to live. Only by living can there be hope." Tang Miao's eyes were full of smiles, and the corners of her mouth raised to reveal two beautiful dimples.
Mo Yousen nodded with tears in his eyes, his throat tight, "Okay, Mom, I promise you. I will always live a good life..."
Tang Miao gently moved closer to Mo Yousen, resting her forehead against his, and then left a light kiss on Mo Yousen's cheek, "Go to sleep, my baby. Mommy's favorite baby, no one can replace your position in my heart."
It was a bitterly cold winter night, the sky boundless. Not a single star was visible, only the inky black sky and the piercing wind. Sitting quietly by the window, she made a wish, wishing she could transform into an ever-bright star, forever illuminating her child, freeing him from worry, fear, and fearlessness.
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