Chapter 99: A rather long story
When they left Maple Forest Leisure Centre, Mo Qianni was gasping for breath from all that running.
Seeing Yang Chen who still refused to let go of her hand, Mo Qianni pretended to cough, it was unknown whether it was due to shyness or the exercise that her face was bright red.
âWhatâs wrong? Is something wrong with your throat? Miss Mo?â Yang Chen feigned ignorance as he asked.
Mo Qianni glared at him, âRelease your pig trotters!â
Yang Chen whose face wasnât the slightest bit red laughed, but he still let go of that white and tender hand. The feeling of holding it was great though, as he took the chance to explain, âMiss Mo, these words of yours are incorrect. Pig trotters canât possibly bend and grab onto your hand.â
Mo QIanni who already knew that bickering with this fella wouldnât end well, so she didnât bother arguing with him, and directly walked towards her car.
After the two of them got on the path back, Yang Chen turned to ensure that nobody had chased after them. He then sighed a breath of relief.
Mo Qianni wore a rather playful smile, âSo someone with thick skin also has people theyâre afraid of, are you worried that Zhou Dongcheng would chase after us?â
Yang Chen was truly worried of that sissy chasing after him. He awkwardly smiled, âMiss Mo is truly wise and intelligent, you managed to figure out such a profound problem.â
âRelax, although he was born as a part of the underworld, in our circles heâs famous for being modest and polite. There isnât a shred of a big familyâs young masterâs demeanor to be seen from him, he never uses force to make people comply.â
âHearing you say such a thing, he seems very kindâŠâŠâ Yang Chen mumbled.
Mo Qianni stretched her hand out to tap on the volume rocker on the steering wheel, bringing the music volume to the minimum, then said, âOf course he canât possibly always be so kind, if he was truly so harmless, then everybody wouldnât be so fearful of him. Iâm just saying that if you donât provoke him, and donât do anything that would harm his bottom line, Zhou Dongcheng would always treat you warmly, this sets him apart from his father.â
âYouâve even met Zhou Guangnian before?â Asked Yang Chen.
Mo Qianni glanced at him like she was looking at a moron, âOf course. The Dongxing Group isnât some small enterprise, it isnât anything strange for us to see him during some public events. However, to be honest that old man truly doesnât look like a businessman, despite many years of laundering his image, every time Iâve see him I feel like heâs shrouded in darkness, with a gloomy aura that makes oneâs heart fluster.â
That goes without saying, how could he be the east regionâs underworld emperor otherwise? Yang Chen felt that itâs rather normal for Zhou Guangnian to be that way.
As she spoke to this point, Mo Qianni maintained silence for a while, then said, âAs thanks for helping me today, Iâll give you a chance to choose where we eat.â
Once Yang Chen heard this, he celebrated the fact that he no longer needed to follow Mo Qianni to weird places, he thought for a moment and said, âI want to eat hotpot!â
Mo Qianni shot him a glance, âIt isnât even winter time yet, why eat hotpot? The heat from it would cause acne.â
âYou said youâd let me choose, well what do you feel like eating?â Yang Chen asked in grief.
âWeâll eat at a roadside stall.â
âEat at a roadside stall again!? Big sis, didnât you say that you were giving me the chance to choose!?â Yang Chen bitterly smiled.
Mo Qianni snorted, âLike you said, what I mentioned was chance, not the right to choose, the place you chose has been vetoed, now weâll go to a roadside stall!â
He painfully shut his eyes. This woman was too unreasonable!
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Half an hour later, Yang Chen depressedly sat across Mo Qianni in Sis Xiangâs roadside stall; various Sichuan dishes were laid in front of them, and the bright red chilies looked spicy enough to kill Yang Chen just from looking at them.
Because it was still early, there werenât many people in the roadside stall, so it seemed rather deserted compared to the last time. The cool winds of autumnâs beginning blew past, bringing with it a slight chill.
Mo Qianni drank a mouthful of white spirit, then looked at Yang Chen who looked like a bullied child. In a displeased manner she said, âWhat kind of expression is this, Iâm treating you to a meal yet you have a face of hardship.â
Yang Chen wiped away the sweat on his forehead caused by the spiciness, âUnlike you who began eating spicy things since childhood, I rarely eat such spicy food overseas.â
âOh, I nearly forgot, this great scholar in front of me had studied abroad, a wild brat like me who was raised in a small mountain village canât compare.â Mo Qianni ridiculed.
Yang Chen couldnât be bothered to bicker with her. He suddenly thought of something, with a serious expression he asked, âHow are you planning to deal with your stepfather Zhang Fugui? I previously didnât know what the reason was for your depression the past few days, but now that I think of it, it should be that man giving you a headache. If you need my help just ask, Iâm very free and you know it.â
Mo Qianniâs chopsticks froze, she looked up straight at Yang Chen, then asked, âYouâve been paying attention as to whether Iâve been depressed or not?â
âErmâŠâ Yang Chen smiled embarrassedly, he couldnât possibly say that he had been secretly taking glances at her every time she walked past, then staring at that butt of hers, could he? So he just said, âOur colleagues in the office all say that youâve been in a bad mood, thatâs how I found out.â
A little disappointment showed in Mo Qianniâs eyes, she softly said, âDo you remember the phone call I picked up the last time we came here?â
âI remember.â Yang Chen also remembers that he was forcibly hugged that night!
âIt was a call from my mother, she said Zhang Fugui wanted to look for a job in Zhong Hai, and wanted me to help him arrange it.â Mo Qianni sneered, âFact was he didnât come here to build a career, he had built up a pile of debts in our hometown, and if it wasnât for me paying off his debts, heâd already be beaten to death a long time ago⊠but his reputation was already so horrid there, so he decided to escape to Zhong Hai.
âYou knew perfectly well that he was like this. Why did you allow him to come here?â Yang Chen curiously asked.
âWould you mind listening to a rather long story?â Mo Qianni returned with another question
âIf the next time we go to eat you donât bring me here, Iâm willing to hear what you have to sayâŠâŠâ
âNot possible.â
âErmâŠâ Yang Chen posed a sad smile, âYou can go on to say it then.â
Mo Qianniâs lips formed the smile of a victor, then she dully began to narrate.
âIâve told you before that my father died when I was thirteen, then my mother remarried to Zhang Fugui. Zhang Fugui was one of the few men in the village who hadnât married. He was considerably young, and had always liked my mother, so my mother agreed to the marriage in the end. Actually, at that time Zhang Fugui wasnât much of a gambler; although we were poor, we still had enough food and clothes.â
ââŠâŠ But a few months later, my mother fell sick due to her weak constitution and from working at the farm everyday, she was bedridden. At that time, I was just thirteen years old, after I went through elementary school in the village, I stayed at home and wasnât able to obtain a middle school education. Fact was we didnât even have a middle school in our area.â
âDuring that time I wanted Zhang Fugui to bring my mother to the closest little town to see a doctor, because I was afraid that after my father left me, my mother would leave me too. If that were the case, I would truly be an orphan. I was very afraid, and kept begging Zhang Fugui⊠before that I had never called him daddy, but to urge him that time, I kept calling him âdaddyâ, âdaddyââŠâŠâ
âBut Zhang Fugui suddenly changed, to the point where I didnât know him anymore, like he was a stranger⊠he didnât listen to a word I said. Other than asking for some herbal medicines from the village chief, and giving it to me to boil it for my mother, he didnât do a single thingâŠâŠâ
âAfterwards, an auntie who was my neighbor told me that Zhang Fugui was too poor, he didnât have the money, even if we went to the townâs hospital, there was no way to let my mother see the doctor, and it was even more unlikely for us to be able to afford the medicine. He was so poor that he couldnât even afford to buy the ticket to take the bus to the town.â
As she spoke till this point, Mo Qianniâs voice turned a little hoarse, her eyes reddened, then she poured herself a small cup of white spirit and downed it.
âThen your mother, sheâsâŠâŠâ Yang Chen didnât continue the question.
Mo Qianni replied, âAfterwards my mother turned for the better. I donât know whether it was sympathy from the heavens, or the village chief uncleâs herbal medicine being effective. However, after that sickness my mother seemed to become a lot olderâŠâŠâ
âHowever, I was still very afraid then, I began to think, if mom turned sick again, and we still didnât have the money to bring her to see a doctor, what was going to happen? I didnât dare think more of it, I only had one thought at that time which was to make sure mom had enough money to go see a doctorâŠâŠâ
âSo you came to Zhong Hai alone?â Yang Chen suddenly understood.
Mo Qianni nodded, and mocked herself, âDo you find it very absurd, very foolish? A little girl who wasnât even fourteen yet, pretended to be very mature, yet she actually didnât know a thing. She just took the train to Zhong Hai, with a wish to earn enough money to let her mother see a doctor.â
âYou werenât silly, you were incredible. Iâm very curious as to how you attained the money to buy a train ticket.â Asked Yang Chen.
Mo Qianniâs dodged his gaze, hesitated for a moment and said, âI stole a personâs wallet at the train stationâŠâŠâ After she said that, she lowered her voice and asked, âWill you look down on me, and feel that Iâm very shameless? Despite having done such a terrible thing, Iâm still able to boldly say it out?â
Whatâs stealing a wallet? I(laozi) even robbed a bank beforeâŠâŠ Yang Chen thought, but he didnât say it of course, he just sincerely shook his head and said, âI wonât, for all humans err. At least youâre much more skillful than me, Iâve gone into the police station twice now.â
Mo Qianni finally laughed, then continued to say, âYou may know a little about what happened after. When I came here alone, I looked for ways to self-study. I received help from Sis Xiang and others who came from the village along with some help from the welfare agencies to get into middle school. After that, Ruoxiâs grandma, who was Yu Lei Internationalâs CEO at the time, came to my school to give a speech. She took fancy to me and provided me financial aid. From then on, I was able to raise my head in Zhong Hai. If it werenât for the previous CEO, there wouldnât be the Mo Qianni of todayâŠ.. You should be able to understand why I became so angry when I found out a rogue like you married Ruoxi, right?â
Yang Chen understandingly nodded.
The greatest favor in the world was no other than providing help when one needs it most. Although Mo Qianni seemed unperturbed about it, it obviously wasnât easy for her to come out from a remote mountain village without anybody to rely on, she was just a little girl who had nothing. She was provided education, brought into the high society, and even became one of the elites in Zhong Haiâs business world. What Lin Ruoxiâs grandmother gave to Mo Qianni definitely wasnât just monetary aid, perhaps she was even more of a spiritual pillar for Mo Qianni to lean on. Of course, throughout that time the amount of effort Mo Qianni put in had to be several times of others, the sweet, the sour, and the suffering involved, only she herself understood.
âLater on, I finally earned some money. I still remember the first time I sent my mother some money, my mother cried on the phone for a long time, but we were very happyâŠâŠ My mother knew that I had grown up, and I knew I could finally take care of herâŠâŠâ
âHowever, that was also when Zhang Fugui began to indulge himself in gambling. After he knew that I was able to earn a considerable amount every month, and that I had deep roots in Zhong Hai, he began rolling higher and higher. From what began as cents, turned to a few dollars, then he began betting tens and twenties, in the last two years, he was already gambling hundreds a time.â Mo Qianni depressingly said.
Yang Chen creased his brows, âThen why donât you let your mother divorce him, and let your mother leave him? Wouldnât that be the end of it if you brought her here to live with you? With your income, youâre perfectly capable of allowing the both of you to live well, why care about that gambling addict?â
Mo Qianni made a sad smile and said, âIn your eyes, heâs a disgraceful gambling addict, and in my eyes, heâs a useless and disgraceful stepfatherâŠâŠ but to my mother, heâs a man who sheltered her during her most bitter period of life, a man who accompanied her for over ten years. No matter how bad Zhang Fugui was, he hadnât done anything outrageous to my mother, and had always kept her companyâŠâŠâ
âSo for your mother, you kept helping Zhang Fugui settle his gambling debts? And even let him come to Zhong Hai?â Yang Chen had already understood the crux of the matter, and felt sad, every family had its own problems. If he hadnât heard Mo Qianni say it herself, who wouldâve known that this incredibly bright and beautiful executive had such a dark past?
Mo Qianni nodded, âWhat more can I do? I canât force my mother to divorce, my mother canât reject Zhang Fuguiâs imploring, and I canât reject my motherâs request.â
âDo you think your mother loves Zhang Fugui?â Asked Yang Chen.
Mo Qianni was stunned, then said, âIf she doesnât love him, she wouldnât stay with him in that poor and secluded place. Despite knowing that her daughter had a house, a car and a career in this flourishing city, she still silently stayed with Zhang Fugui, and stayed in that shabby house with a two mu farmland.â
[TL: Mu = 0.0667 hectares]
âWhy are you so sure about that? Iâm guessing that perhaps your mother just doesnât want your career to be harmed by her coming here. After all, if others knew about your background, it may be detrimental to your career.â
âI donât care about that!â Mo Qianni was a little agitated, she truly hadnât thought about this point before, hearing Yang Chen point it out for her, she suddenly turned a little sober, âDo you think thereâs really such a possibility? That my mother isnât staying because she loves Zhang Fugui, but because sheâs worried about causing a negative impact on my career?â
Yang Chen thought for a moment, then made a strange smile, âIf youâre willing to believe me, we can conduct an experiment, after that the truth will come to light.â
âExperiment?â Mo Qianni doubtfully looked at Yang Chen, but she instinctively trusted him, so she made a slight nod.