Su Li sighed deeply, wishing she could sever the connection between her and Mo Si Huang.

He wouldn’t suffer for it, and she wouldn’t be troubled by it—it would be good for both sides.

Su Li thought to herself, silently cursing the person from the Xuan Sect who created this mess...

Su Li thought, but Mo Si Huang never considered it.

Or rather, he didn’t dare to think.

Since he was taken in and nurtured by his master from a young age, he always knew about the existence of that person.

He didn’t even dare to think there would be a day of release; he could only endure the pain in his feet with a sardonic smile.

Mo Si Huang wore sunglasses, his expression as cold as winter, with thin lips pressed together, emanating an icy chill.

Brother Hao, the manager sitting beside him, rubbed his arms and asked the driver to turn the car’s air conditioning up, sighing, "Little Si, if you’re going on vacation, just enjoy it. Why are you going to an orphanage? The entertainment industry is in turmoil lately; wouldn’t it be better to worry about Star Emperor Entertainment?"

Mo Si Huang is indeed clean, but Star Emperor Entertainment has been around for years, and there are always some artists taking risks in secret.

It’s heard that they’ve found artists under Star Emperor Entertainment involved in solicitation! They’re about to be caught.

At this time, instead of finding ways to solve this, Mo Si Huang, the silent owner, is running off to An City’s orphanage. It’s incomprehensible.

But Brother Hao knows well; Mo Si Huang never explains anything.

The orphanage’s location is excellent, seemingly surrounded by a beautiful, large estate. Even from afar, it feels like the scent of flowers can be detected wafting from within.

Brother Hao noticed something peculiar about Mo Si Huang’s walking, but before he could inquire further, Mo Si Huang had already gone inside. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Principal, I’m the Little Mo who contacted you earlier. May I ask if you’ve found the information from twenty-four years ago when I entered the orphanage?" Mo Si Huang stepped forward, looking at the principal whose hair grayed at the temples, and asked.

Brother Hao and the others had gone to deliver things to the children at the orphanage, leaving Mo Si Huang alone chatting with the principal.

The principal waved his hand and said, "You came to me months ago, I helped you check. Back then, you were abandoned at the orphanage’s entrance and weren’t officially registered as an orphan."

Mo Si Huang’s expression changed slightly, becoming even colder.

This world is inherently unfair; he has been an orphan since a young age, grew up in this orphanage, was later taken away by his master, yet still has to bear another predestined burden, even if he doesn’t want it.

So, he was abandoned.

The principal recalled, "It was a very beautiful woman who abandoned you. She was crying and seemed quite reluctant at the time. I still remember, not just because she was pretty, but also because... the swaddle wrapping the baby wasn’t random scraps of cloth, but instead belonged to a well-known children’s clothing brand."

That’s why the principal remembers clearly.

Usually, families abandon babies either because of health concerns or they can’t afford to raise them.

After the child was picked up and examined, it was found to be very healthy and not premature. Moreover, the swaddle was from a famous children’s clothing brand, valued at nearly ten thousand yuan even over twenty years ago!

Back then, having ten thousand yuan was incredibly impressive.

It’s beyond understanding.

Listening to the elderly principal’s recollections, Mo Si Huang’s expression turned frigid and sullen.

After exchanging pleasantries with the principal, he hastily turned and stepped out of the orphanage, sitting on the doorstep, resting his hands on his knees, his head bowed, staring at his toes.

"What’s wrong? Do you need any help?"