Chapter 1273: 311: Phoenix Crown and Rosy Clouds Robe_4
Zhao Yu dragged Ni Yang downstairs for a big loop, even wanting to take her around the village to show off, but Ni Yang coldly rejected the idea.
As the wedding date drew closer, the Mo family matriarch was getting anxious.
"Old man, do you think the sixth one is reliable? Maybe you should go talk to Jingrong and see if she can secure Yang Ziyueâs venue as a backup," she suggested.
The Mo family patriarch was also concerned and nodded, saying, "Alright, Iâll go talk to her now."
The patriarch went to find Zhao Jingrong to discuss the matter.
Zhao Jingrong replied, "Grandpa, itâs not that I donât want to help you, but the timing is just too tightâitâs simply too late to make arrangements. I mentioned last time that I could help Uncle secure Yang Ziyueâs venue, but you didnât seem to take it seriously back then. Why the sudden urgency now?"
It was obvious: Mo Qishenâs pride was getting in the way. He couldnât secure a good hotel on his own, and now he was begging her shamelessly.
But suddenly, Zhao Jingrong didnât feel like helping Mo Qishen anymore.
Wasnât Mo Qishen supposed to be so capable?
Let him find the hotel himself!
The patriarch said, "I didnât think it through enough last time. Jingrong, didnât you say the manager at Yang Ziyue is your friend? Canât you ask them for a favor?"
Zhao Jingrong replied, "Itâs not about favors. Yes, the manager is my friend, but the timing is too rushed. Yang Ziyue is always in high demandâthey donât care about our familyâs business."
The patriarch sighed deeply.
Zhao Jingrong continued, "If Iâd known you wanted Yang Ziyue, I couldâve spoken to my friend earlier! Look at this situation now! But Grandpa, donât worry, I think Uncle has his own ideas. Maybe heâs already found a hotel thatâs even more upscale than Yang Ziyue!"
The only hotel fancier than Yang Ziyue was Shengdu Terrace.
Mo Qishen probably didnât even qualify to step foot into Shengdu Terrace.
Zhao Jingrongâs words were tinged with ridicule.
She was glad she had decisively ended her engagement to Mo Qishen back then!
Otherwise, sheâd be the one now stuck marrying a good-for-nothing!
The patriarch said nothing more. After realizing Zhao Jingrong wouldnât help, he returned to his room. The moment he entered, the matriarch eagerly asked, "What did Jingrong say?"
The patriarch shook his head. "She said the timing is too rushed."
The matriarch frowned.
Meanwhile.
Zhao Jingrong brought her child for a visit to her parental home.
In one of the rooms, Zhao Jingrong chatted quietly with her mother.
Her mother, holding the child, asked, "So? Has Baichuan come clean with you yet?"
Zhao Jingrong shook her head.
She couldnât figure out what the issue was. She had already given birth to his son, and yet Mo Baichuan still hadnât revealed the truth about Mr. Mogâs identity to her.
Her mother frowned slightly and said, "This secret between you two will have to come out eventually. Why donât you just confront him directly?"
"No way!" Zhao Jingrong rejected the idea. "If I confront him, it would mean Iâve known his identity all along. Wouldnât that make me no different from those women out there? Mom, you have to remember, I married Baichuan because of love, not because of any superficial reasons. I need him to know Iâm not like those shallow, worldly women."
A marriage built on love is entirely different from one based on material desires.
If Mo Baichuan found out she married him for Mr. Mogâs identity, heâd definitely be disappointed in her.
He might even divorce her, and that would be a disaster.
Her mother nodded. "You have a point. But are you two just going to keep hiding the truth from each other forever?"
"Iâm not worried. As long as Zhiyuan still exists, Iâm not afraid Baichuan wonât eventually come clean."
"As long as you know what youâre doing." Her mother continued, "By the way, I heard that the Mo familyâs sixth son, that useless one, is getting married?"
"Yes," Zhao Jingrong nodded.
Her mother looked puzzled. "What kind of foolish girl would marry him?"
Marrying someone as useless as Mo Qishenâwhat else could that be but blind stupidity?
Zhao Jingrong replied, "Itâs that Ni Yang, the one youâve met before."
"Ni Yang?" Her mother thought for a moment. "The pretty girl?"
"Yes, thatâs her!"
Her mother was surprised. "They havenât broken up yet? I thought theyâd split a long time ago!" It was truly shocking.
The main reason was that Ni Yang was just too beautiful. In her motherâs experience, people that attractive rarely stayed settled for long.
Zhao Jingrong laughed. "No, not yet! Ni Yang may be beautiful, but sheâs not particularly smart or capable. She probably saw that Mo Qishen came from a good family and assumed he was some great catch. People like her are too short-sightedâthey only see the present, not the future."
Ni Yang thought Mo Qishen was a treasure. She had no clue that once you stripped away the luxurious façade of the wealthy family, Mo Qishen was just a worthless nobody.
Sure, Mo Qishen still managed to maintain a halfway decent appearance now, but once the Mo family elders were gone, heâd suffer for sure.
After all, for years, he had been financially supported by the Mo family elders.
Once that safety net was gone, a useless man with a family to support would just starve.
Even her mother thought it was a pity. With Ni Yangâs beauty, she could absolutely have found someone ten times better than Mo Qishen.
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