Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Rong Mo looked at Yan Zi who was lying on the bed—it had already been 3 days since she was sent to the hospital. Yet, she refused to say anything or eat, merely lying there silently on the bed.
The doctors checked and confirmed that she was fine—her refusal to speak or eat was of her own accord.
Rong Mo would e and visit her daily. It was only when Rong Mo visited that she would show some emotions. However, she would always have a bizarre expression with her thoughts unknown.
“Say, Mr. Rong, why do you think she keeps staring at you fixatedly the moment you enter?” Rong Mo’s assistant asked her with a soft whisper, “Could she have fallen for you? I feel like she’s going to have you take responsibility for the car crash.”
“Don’t talk nonsense.”
Rong Mo stopped her assistant before looking at Yan Zi and smiling faintly. She had her assistant head out first before saying to Yan Zi softly, “You… The way that you’re not eating or drinking anything, your body is going to fail even if you’ve got IV drips.”
She was met with silence.
“Do you want to try eating something?”
Yan Zi looked at Rong Mo and her lips quivered as though she was about to say something. Yet, she remained silent eventually.
“How about I leave it out and you can have it yourself should you feel like it?” Rong Mo did not try persuading her further and instead scooped a bowl of porridge before putting it in front of her bed.
She looked at Yan Zi and pondered for a moment, then said, “No matter what happened, not eating or drinking won’t solve anything. Everyone’s got their own difficulties in this world. If you feel that your current way of living isn’t bringing you happiness, you should find another way to live on happier.”
With that, Rong Mo smiled and wanted to leave. Just as she took a single step, Yan Zi’s voice rang out. “Why?”
Rong Mo paused and looked at her confusedly. “You’re finally willing to talk?”
Yan Zi looked at her with a deep gaze. “You should hate me.”
Rong Mo could not understand. “Hate you? Why?”
“You’re Mo Feifei, aren’t you?” Even though it was a question, there was a tone of conviction.
“You’re mistaken… I’m not Mo Feifei.” Rong Mo smiled faintly still without any changes to her expression.
“Don’t try to lie to me… I know you’re Mo Feifei. Even if you can deceive your own sister, you can’t deceive me. Do you know why?” Yan Zi smiled and continued. “That’s because I once observed Mo Feifei for three whole months. I know every single one of her quirks and details. Through my observation of you for the past 3 days, I’m 99% certain that you are Mo Feifei.”
Rong Mo smiled out gently. “I’m a man… I’m not Mo Feifei. Although, there have been others who’ve mistaken me for the same as well, it was verified at the end that I’m truly a man. I’m Rong Mo. You’ve just woken up, so you should be resting properly.”
Yan Zi laughed out softly and bitterly. As she did so, tears flowed down her cheeks as she looked particularly despaired and aggrieved.
Rong Mo sat down on a chair beside the bed. “Are you fine?”
She handed Yan Zi a piece of tissue.
Yan Zi wiped her tears and blew her nose with it before looking at Mo Feifei. “I’ve always thought that everything I’ve worked hard for and everything I did was right. I was just taking revenge for my father. Yet, at the end of the day, it was just a self-deceiving farce.”
Rong Mo looked at her silently without saying anything.
Mo Feifei should be involved in this… farce then?
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