Chapter 35
As soon as they got home, they couldn't help but cling to each other, as if they wanted to make up for the lost six years in one night. Mo Yousen's fingers shuttled through Yan Yuheng's hair, and he whispered his name.
Yan Yuheng pressed his hands into the pillow, and his heavy breathing echoed in Mo Yousen's ears all night.
"Komori, Komori, you are mine...you are not allowed to leave."
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Until white light appeared in the sky, the two fell asleep.
They slept so soundly that the ringing of Yan Yuheng's cell phone rang loudly in the room, but the two of them didn't hear a sound at all. They hugged each other tightly and even their breathing was steady.
“Dongdongdong——”
A violent knock on the door brought the two back to reality from their dream. Mo Yousen rubbed his eyes, turned on the light, and then lay down on the pillow in despair. He reached out and pushed Yan Yuheng, "Go open the door."
Yan Yuheng seemed to have not yet adapted to the sudden light. His eyes were half-closed, one large and one small. When he stood up, the quilt slipped off his body, revealing his perfect mermaid line and muscular arms.
Yan Yuheng's voice was a little hoarse and impatient, "Fuck, who is it? So early in the morning?"
He threw off the quilt and walked out in his slippers.
The person outside the door rushed in impatiently as soon as he saw the door open, "You finally woke up! Your father couldn't contact you and you came to me!"
Yan Yuheng scratched his head, grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and slumped onto the sofa. "What? Whatever he wants to do."
Zhang Qianyi looked surprised and said to Yan Yuheng seriously, "Call your dad and ask him yourself."
Yan Yuheng didn't care at all. He tiptoed back to the room for fear of waking up Mo Yousen. He quietly took the phone from the bedside table and left the room, turning off the lights for him.
"Hey, why are you calling me?"
Yan Yuan immediately exploded in anger, "What on earth do you want to do, you little bastard? You're not going to the company today! Those old guys have come to me to complain!"
Yan Yuheng moved the phone further away from his ear and said, "Just say I'm going to take care of my own company's business today."
Yan Yuan became even angrier. "How dare you say that! Wen Xian even called me this morning! Didn't you know there was an interview today? You made Wen Xian wait for an hour for nothing, and now you have to apologize to the reporter! Do you have any sense of propriety?"
Yan Yuheng had truly forgotten about it. All he could think about last night was that thing with Mo Yousen. He hadn't even thought about it at all. He said to Yan Yuan with a hint of apology, "Hey, I'll treat the reporters to a meal next time and then make another appointment. I really forgot about it yesterday. Xiaosen and I... that, that was done too late."
Yan Yuan's face turned pale and blue. "Nonsense!" He calmed down for three seconds and then said to Yan Yuheng, "You left in a hurry yesterday. I sent all the information to your company."
Yan Yuheng put away his smile, his eyes sharp as a torch, "Have you checked everything? Everything."
"You doubt your father's ability now? You really want to go to heaven."
Yan Yuheng gritted his teeth and growled, "I'm going to make them all pay the price."
"Something has happened to the Mo family. As for the rest, I will..."
Before Yan Yuan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yan Yuheng. Yan Yuheng was full of doubt and asked in a crooked voice, "Something happened? What happened?"
"Mo Guozheng was caught cheating on his wife. They argued and even drew knives. The woman stabbed Mo Guozheng and he's dead. Now the Mo family is in turmoil. His lame son doesn't care about his mother or his father, he just wants to take the money and run away."
Yan Yuheng was momentarily stunned when he heard the news. He hadn't even begun his plans, and yet, he'd already achieved his revenge. It was like a train speeding along, then suddenly told him it was time to get off. All the hatred and the thrill of revenge vanished.
Yan Yuheng uttered a shrill voice, "It's what he deserves. Good death, such a good death. I'm going to join in the fun now."
"It's up to you. Just take good care of Xiaosen."
Yan Yuan hung up the phone after he finished speaking. Yan Yuheng looked up at Zhang Qianyi and smiled sinisterly, "Good buddy, do you want to go to the theater?"
Zhang Qianyi couldn't help laughing and patted Yan Yuheng on the shoulder. "Of course, brother, wait a moment. I'll call my boyfriend over. He's a better fighter."
Yan Yuheng was in a good mood and didn't care that Zhang Qianyi kept talking about his idiot boyfriend. He hummed a little tune and went back to his room to dress up Mo Yousen.
Hu Yichen arrived quickly, just as Mo Yousen limped out of the room. He looked at Mo Yousen teasingly and let out a strange "Oh~" cry.
Zhang Qianyi raised his hand and patted his butt. Hu Yichen pouted but was not angry. He hugged Zhang Qianyi and looked at him blankly.
Mo Yousen already knew the general situation, but he wasn't overjoyed. Could death completely erase the past? Would the scars he'd inflicted vanish? He simply wanted to see how despicable Mo Guozheng's cherished eldest son could be. If Mo Guozheng had known his beloved son would behave this way, he'd probably have risen from his grave.
"Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!" Hu Yichen, who came halfway, was even more excited than them. He felt that the blood in his body was surging and his eyes were shining.
Zhang Qianyi smiled and patted the top of his head, causing his white hair to sway slightly. "Why are you so excited? If someone didn't know you, they would think you were Xiaosen's childhood friend."
Hu Yichen hugged Zhang Qianyi's arm and started to act coquettishly, "Hey, your childhood friend is my childhood friend, let's go quickly."
Zhang Qianyi naturally knew Hu Yichen's personality. How could he get Mo Yousen so quickly? He simply loved gossip and wanted to join in the fun.
Yan Yuheng looked unhappy, "Who is Xiao Sen's childhood friend? I'm not."
Mo Yousen stared at Yan Yuheng with his eyes wide open, his eyes were watery, and he felt like he was going to cry if Yan Yuheng said something harsh.
Yan Yuheng's expression changed, and he clung to Mo Yousen like a lackey, "I'm Xiaosen's husband."
Zhang Qianyi rolled his eyes in disgust, hugged Hu Yichen and left first.
As soon as the car arrived at the door of the Mo family, one could feel the chaos. The servants were running around hurriedly packing their luggage. The housekeeper's pockets were stuffed full and he stuffed the contents of his pockets into the suitcase with a jingle and clang. The gardener even wanted to dig up all the flowers in the garden. Only Mo Jinyu was steering the wheelchair around, shouting something, but the people below didn't care at all.
When Mo Yousen saw that Tang Miao's favorite flowers had all been transplanted and placed in pots, he rushed forward and pushed the gardener away without thinking. Yan Yuheng, fearing that Mo Yousen would be bullied, also hurried forward to follow him.
"Get out of here, this is my mom's stuff."
The new gardener didn't recognize Mo Yousen. Hearing him call "Mom," he assumed he was Mo Guozheng's illegitimate son, looking to return to claim a share of the family fortune. He immediately dropped his shovel and tried to argue with Mo Yousen, but then he glanced over and saw Yan Yuheng standing nearby, towering over him like a killer god. Never mind, a wise man wouldn't suffer a loss in front of him. Instead of a few pots of flowers, he might as well go inside and grab something else.
The gardener left in disappointment. Mo Yousen squatted down, picked up the flower pots and put them in the trunk. Seeing this, Yan Yuheng also picked up two flower pots and put them all in the trunk. He also urged Zhang Qianyi and Hu Yichen next to him to help move them.
"Mo Yousen! How dare you appear in front of me!" A sinister and vicious voice came from behind Mo Yousen. Several people turned around and saw Mo Jinyu sitting in a wheelchair. His eyes really looked like Mo Yousen's, but his eyes were far from as pure and flawless as Mo Yousen's. His turbid eyes suddenly flashed with fire, as if he wanted to eat them alive.
Mo Yousen seemed to be smiling, his arms resting on the wheelchair, his eyes flicking over his legs. Paralyzed and unable to walk, his legs had become bony and hollow beneath his trousers. He leaned over and looked directly at Mo Jinyu. "Long time no see. Your legs are so beautiful. Do you like my masterpiece, my dear brother?"
"Mo! You! Sen! You will die a horrible death!" Mo Jinyu's body trembled constantly. He subconsciously clenched his fists, his lips pressed tightly together, his fingertips turned white, and every cell in his body seemed to be showing his anger. "What? Prison and mental hospitals can't kill you? You really are quite capable!"
Yan Yuheng acted decisively and slapped Mo Jinyu in the face. Mo Jinyu's head tilted a little and her messy hair covered her eyes.
Yan Yuheng wiped the hand he had used to hit Mo Jinyu on his coat with great disgust, "A son pays his father's debt. This is a reward for you, no need to thank me."
Mo Yousen tightened his grip on the wheelchair, straightened up, and glanced at the three people in panic, "He's talking nonsense, I didn't..."
"What? They don't know yet? Hahaha! Mo Yousen! You are so pathetic! For the sake of that damn self-esteem, you hide everything?" Mo Jinyu's mood changed from rage to carnival. How could it be so funny?
Yan Yuheng knew he couldn't hide it any longer, so he pulled Mo Yousen into his arms and comforted him, gently kissing Mo Yousen's forehead. "It's okay, we all know. We knew it the first day we met you. It's okay, don't be afraid."
There was no expression on Mo Yousen's face, making it impossible to guess his emotions.
Mo Jinyu was the first to exclaim in admiration, "That's amazing! So you're gay! Hahaha! You didn't have any thoughts about me back then, did you? It's disgusting just thinking about it, you damn homosexual."
Yan Yuheng's eyes were full of ferocity as he glared at Mo Jinyu. Just as he was about to curse, he saw Hu Yichen rushing out first. He kicked Mo Jinyu's wheelchair over and stepped on Mo Jinyu's chest with his powerful leg. Mo Jinyu struggled in pain on the ground, trying to push the foot away with all his strength with both hands.
All the violent genes in Hu Yichen were aroused by Mo Jinyu. The foot that was stepping on Mo Jinyu left his chest and took a step back. Then he kicked his two limbs hard. After kicking him twice, he stepped on Mo Jinyu's head, making his head come into close contact with the ground.
"You, dare you say it again?" Hu Yichen stepped on Mo Jinyu's head and looked at the person on the ground arrogantly.
Zhang Qianyi shook his head and sighed, then stepped forward and pulled Hu Yichen away. "Are you disobeying again? Huh?"
With such a casual remark, Hu Yichen immediately tucked his tail between his legs and rolled over to Zhang Qianyi in shame, hugging Zhang Qianyi's arm and rubbing against him, "I'm the most obedient."
"What did you promise me?"
"I can only do it if my darling tells me to. Don't hit too hard or kill anyone."
Zhang Qianyi stretched out his slender index finger and lightly touched the tip of Hu Yichen's nose, looking at Hu Yichen lovingly. Hu Yichen looked at Zhang Qianyi with his fox eyes and affection.
Yan Yuheng sighed inwardly, "He's truly my brother. He's been so well-mannered by this little idiot. The more I see him, the more I like him." He's beautiful, but stupid. He's stupid, but easy to coax.
By the time they'd dealt with the Mo family's dirty laundry, it was already six in the afternoon. Mo Guozheng had been stabbed to death, and Qiu Lingzhi was taken into police custody for murder. Mo Guozheng had never imagined this day would come. He hadn't even left a will; all assets were to be distributed according to the law. But Mo Yousen didn't care about that. He just wanted this house, a house filled with memories of Tang Miao and him.
Mo Guozheng had planned everything, even listing his own son as an adopted son when he registered him in the household registration book, fearing that he would be drowned by the media's criticism. He and Qiu Lingzhi had never even obtained a marriage certificate, and had been living in obscurity ever since.
After dismissing all the existing servants, Yan Yuheng had his assistant recruit a new group to help clean and maintain the house. Mo Jinyu had wanted to argue with Mo Yousen, but after seeing the piles of documents in the lawyer's hand, she felt hopeless. She agreed to the lawyer's proposed share and left.
Mo Yousen inherited the shares of Tang Tianlin and Tang Miao, and Mo Guozheng will inherit a part of his shares after his death. Yan Yuheng asked Mo Yousen if he wanted to manage the company in the future, and he could help him.
Mo Yousen hesitated for a moment and then shook his head. He expressed his intention to hire another general manager to manage the company, and he would live comfortably on the annual dividends. Mo Yousen said sarcastically, "Why would someone who didn't even finish high school run a company?"
Yan Yuheng's heart was tightened, "It's okay, let's go home, you must be hungry, let's go home first."
Mo Yousen nodded, leaned down and sat in the passenger seat. Zhang Qianyi and Hu Yichen also got in the car and went to Yan Yuheng's house.
"Oh, by the way. How did you know about my...things?" Mo Yousen stammered, rubbing his trousers with his hands on his legs.
Yan Yuheng chuckled through his nose, "I went to see Ji Fei and learned a little bit, but I'm not sure about the details."
"Oh... okay."
Zhang Qianyi couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you want to tell us?"
Mo Yousen shook his head. "I don't know either, but I just don't want you to know. Maybe it's because of my pride, or maybe it's because I'm afraid you'll worry..."
Mo Yousen changed the subject after he finished speaking, "What should we do with those flowers? Are we going to grow them ourselves?"
Yan Yuheng happened to encounter a red light, and the car stopped at the sidewalk. Yan Yuheng turned around and rubbed Mo Yousen's head, "Leave it at your new parents' house."
Mo Yousen was puzzled, "New parents?"
Zhang Qianyi laughed out loud in the back seat, leaning against Hu Yichen and speaking lazily, "Yan Yuan and Pei Man."
Mo Yousen's face suddenly turned the color of liver, and he glanced at Yan Yuheng, "Yan Yuheng, you are such a dog!"
The sound of laughter filled the entire car. The sunset glow was gradually covered by the night. The street lights were lit at the same time, illuminating the entire city.
Light and shadow interweave, music and singing are warm, and the long alleys of the city are a time for reunion.
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