Yu Qingyun felt a bit curious upon hearing this.
He still rembered how sad and angry his sister looked when she returned ho two days ago.
Yu Qingyun didn’t doubt for a second that his sister must hate that boy nad Mo Beiye to the bone.
So, everything’s fine so quickly?
Thinking about what his sister said, have they beco good friends?
From a heartbreaker to a good friend so quickly, when Qingyue ntioned him without a hint of dislike, Yu Qingyun got a bit curious for the first ti about that mysterious young man.
After all, he knew his sister; Qingyue wasn’t soone who would be easily chard by a few sweet words.
Because of this, Yu Qingyun was curious, what did that young man do to cause such a significant change in his sister’s attitude?
Yu Qingyue had no idea what her brother was thinking.
If she knew that Gu Shengyin was being watched by her brother, she would light two candles for her—no matter what, being watched by her brother was certainly not a good thing.
Gu Shengyin didn’t realize yet that she had attracted the interest of so big shot.
Ever since she had a talk with her father, she and Mrs. Mo at ho completely stopped pretending to be polite.
Every day after school, she simply acted as if she didn’t see the people at ho and left without looking sideways.
Originally, her relationship with her younger brother Mo Beichen was quite good, but Mrs. Mo clearly didn’t want her son to get too close to her, who knows what she taught him privately, because once when Gu Shengyin reached out to hug him, Mo Beichen noticeably flinched.
Gu Shengyin was taken aback.
Then she calmly withdrew her hand, turned around, and went upstairs without hesitation.
Because of this incident, Mo Zhongliang and Mrs. Mo had an intense argunt.
Speaking of which, Mo Beiye’s parents had a very good relationship; Mrs. Mo was a typical traditional woman, devoted to ho and raising children, never involved in her husband’s career outside.
Their first argunt was because of Mo Beiye.
After that first argunt, it beca routine for them to fight.
This ti, Mrs. Mo’s actions fully ignited Father Mo’s anger.
"Xu Lihua! Do you know what you’re doing? Beiye is your own son! He’s Beichen’s biological brother! Look at yourself, what did you teach Beichen? You’re making him distant from his own brother!" Mo Zhongliang was furious.
He simply couldn’t understand his wife; why does she do this?
Xu Lihua’s upbringing taught her to endure in silence when facing her husband; she didn’t argue, rely stood there calmly while he vented his anger.
Little did she know, such an attitude was more infuriating than direct rebuttal.
"I am really worried now about what Beichen will grow up to be under your care; I’ll call Mom to co over and take Beichen away, you should calm yourself down."
Mo Zhongliang threw out this sentence, intending to leave.
At this point, Xu Lihua truly felt panicked.
Her son was everything to her; what did Mo Zhongliang an? Does he want to forcibly separate her from Beichen?
"You can’t do this?" Xu Lihua scread.
Mo Zhongliang looked at his always gentle and virtuous wife, with no trace of tenderness in his eyes, his voice was cold: "Yes, I can."
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