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Back then, Mo Jingteng brought Mo Zixuan, who was expelled from the house, back in not only to keep Mo Xiuchen in check but also to counter Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi.

Having dealt in business for several decades, he was as cunning as an old fox. Upon the occurrence of the construction site accident, he could discern that something was off and suspected it may involve Xiao Wenqing.

He never genuinely intended to have Mo Zixuan replace Mo Xiuchen as he knew better than anyone how Mo Xiuchen was a hundred times superior to Mo Zixuan.

The MS Group was the result of his lifelong dedication. The corporation developed into the leading enterprise in G City, making the Mo family the City’s most prestigious one through many illicit means…

“Xiuchen, when I initially brought Zixuan back home, it was not to take your place but to counter Wu Tianyi and Xiao Wenqing.”

By the end of his confession, Mo Jingteng heaved a sigh of fatigue, his voice thick with remorse and guilt. It was unclear whether these were genuinely his feelings or just a pretense. He sounded like he had aged a decade: “I know that you have loathed me over the years. I was bewitched by Xiao Wenqing and not only caused your mother to commit suicide but nearly got you killed, too.”

Sitting on the couch, Mo Xiuchen appeared overwhelmingly cool and indifferent. Regardless of Mo Jingteng’s self-blame or regret, they seemed to bear no relation to him, as if he was hearing someone else’s story.

Yet the mocking, cold smirk at the corner of his mouth remained unhidden.

“Xiuchen, over these years, I have constantly tried to make amends with you. You may not appreciate my efforts, but I never forget the responsibilities of a father. I didn’t enlist you in the corporation because of your business acumen, but because you are my son, Mo Jingteng’s son. You are the eldest son of the Mo family; from the moment you entered the corporation, I planned to pass it on to you.”

As Mo Jingteng continued, he grew more impassioned and guilt-ridden; displaying neither his usual ruthlessness nor dominance, but the demeanor of a loving father towards his son.

Regrettably, Mo Xiuchen was unmoved by his words.

In comparison to his belated speech, it was Mo Xiuchen’s disbelief in his words that was more pivotal. His real reason for letting him enter the company was what exactly?

Did he dare to say he’s been trying to make amends all these years?

Ha, what a joke! If he really wanted to make amends, why did he turn a blind eye to Xiao Wenqing repeatedly hurting him and trying to kill him?

If he really hoped to compensate for what he did, why did their family of three live happily in Mo’s mansion, leaving him to fend for himself?

And if he really wanted to make amends, why did he drug his wife?

“Are you done talking?”

Mo Xiuchen’s thin lips drew a cold arc. His voice pervaded an indifferent coolness and visible impatience.

“Xiuchen, I am done.”

Having been domineering all his life, Mo Jingteng, for once, let his dignity down before Mo Xiuchen, playing the role of a father with a hint of helplessness and sorrow in his gentle voice.

“Remember to show up at the company tomorrow. I will submit my resignation at the shareholders’ meeting.”

After saying this, Mo Xiuchen hung up the call.

**

That night, Wen Ran was lying in her bed unable to sleep, tossing and turning restlessly.

Although lying on a familiar large bed, she didn’t have a familiar, warm and broad chest besides her, lacking the mature and cool scent of him, his embraces, and his arm serving as her pillow.

Wen Ran was shrouded in boundless loneliness and sadness. Sadly enough, those happy and affectionate moments with Mo Xiuchen kept replaying in her mind.

Her heart divided into two selves; one longing and deeply loving Mo Xiuchen to the extent that she would rather die than leave him, while the other was rational and indifferent, believing she should not drag on the pain and should leave soon.

The two selves argued and fought for a whole night, nearly leading her to mental breakdown.

Not until the sky started to brighten, did she fall asleep out of exhaustion. When she woke up, it was already broad daylight as a beam of golden light cast on the wallpaper beside her bed from the corner of the curtain.

Wen Ran yawned, rubbed her eyes gently and turned to grab the mobile from her bedside table. Seeing the time on the screen, she frowned in dissatisfaction.

She had overslept, it was already 10 am.

After washing up, she went downstairs. Nanny Zhang came out of the kitchen, her apron still tied around her waist. Seeing Wen Ran, she smiled and said, “Young Mistress, you woke up just in time! I’ve just made breakfast for you and was about to go upstairs to see if you had woken up!”

Wen Ran blinked in surprise, probably due to crying last night, her eyes were a bit sore. Yet a gentle smile appeared between her fair eyebrows “Nanny Zhang, why did you make breakfast now?”

It’s not the time to make breakfast. Shouldn’t she be preparing the ingredients for lunch at this time?

Seeing her surprised, Nanny Zhang’s smile widened, “This morning, young master said you hadn’t woken up and asked me to prepare breakfast for you a bit later, around 10 am. I didn’t expect the young master to be so accurate.”

Unaware of the situation, Nanny Zhang didn’t know that Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen had slept in separate rooms last night. Mo Xiuchen did not show it. So in the morning, she assumed that Wen Ran was too tired from their night activities.

Upon saying those words and seeing Wen Ran’s eyes, she couldn’t help but feel a hint of implied meaning.

A glint flashed in Wen Ran’s eyes. Her hand involuntarily tightened. Her heart felt like a jar of mixed spices had been knocked over, its contents mixing in a variety of flavors.

Last night, Mo Xiuchen was so angry that he even slept in the guest room for the whole night.

Surprisingly, he was so considerate and even reminded Nanny Zhang to make breakfast a bit later for her.

Could he stop being so kind to her to the point that even the thought of leaving him makes it hard for her to breathe?

“Young Mistress, sit down. I’ll serve you breakfast.” Nanny Zhang said cheerfully before turning back into the kitchen.

Sitting alone at the dining table, Wen Ran began to eat her breakfast. While it was delicious, it tasted flavorless due to her mood.

“Young Mistress, is it not tasty?”

When Nanny Zhang’s voice rang behind her, Wen Ran was startled. Her body shivering lightly, she lifted her head suddenly to see Nanny Zhang standing beside her, with her face portraying surprise.

“Young Mistress, did I startle you?”

Seeing this, Nanny Zhang immediately apologized. Wen Ran forced a smile at the corner of her mouth. Just as she was about to say something, the ringtone of her mobile phone suddenly rang.

She put down her spoon, pulled out her phone with one hand and wiped her mouth with a tissue with the other.

Seeing the caller ID, her movement of wiping her mouth slightly stuck, her red lips also pressed lightly together.

Nanny Zhang, who was standing beside her, leaned forward to look at the screen. Seeing the caller ID, she smiled and left the dining room quickly, saying, “Young Mistress, I won’t disturb you. Answer your call.”