Rebirth of a Village Girl-Chapter 1054 - 265: She’s Just Like a Joke ()

But Ni Yang never considered if she would care about the Ni Family’s businesses.

Did Ni Yang really think they were the same kind of person?

What a joke!

Wu Yanyun now hated Ni Yang so much!

Hated her to the bone.

Because of Ni Yang’s presence, she stole all the attention from those around her.

Even the gentle and elegant Mr. Du was deceived by Ni Yang...

What gave Ni Yang the right?

In what way was she inferior to Ni Yang?

Why did everyone stand on Ni Yang’s side?

Was this really fair to her?

Yan Erju sighed helplessly, "Forget it, forget it, I won’t talk to you about it anymore, and you shouldn’t be angry. Anyway, Yangyang and her mother have already decided to cut ties with you, even if you regret it now and come to your senses, it’s too late."

Wu Yanyun said, "I am the one who cut ties with them, not the other way around! They don’t have the right to cut ties with me!"

Erju didn’t continue the conversation.

The room was just too stuffy. Wu Yanyun took a deep breath, "Mom, I’m going out for a walk."

Erju nodded her head.

The snow had just fallen, and the air outside was refreshing.

Wu Yanyun, looking at the pure white surroundings, felt her eyes slowly start to moisten.

She felt like a joke.

Her adoptive parents didn’t understand her.

Any sorrow in her heart had to be suppressed by herself.

Maybe this was the difference between biological and non-biological.

After standing outside for a long time, Wu Yanyun finally calmed down and headed back inside.

A little while later, Wu Dalong and Wu Erlong, having finished their snowball fight, came back in, and the atmosphere in the Wu Family warmed up a bit.

Wu Yanyun watched Wu Dalong and Wu Erlong, suddenly envious of these two younger brothers.

If she had been born to Yan Erju, it definitely wouldn’t be like it was today.

The New Year was fast approaching, so today Ni Yang and Mo Qishen went together to the Mo Family to visit the two elders.

Knowing that Ni Yang was coming, Old Master Mo and Old Madam Mo had prepared a pile of fruit and a table full of dishes early on.

As soon as Ni Yang and Mo Qishen entered the Mo Family’s gate, Mo Hudie dashed over from the side—

"Sister Ni Yang!"

Bang!

Because of the sudden impact, Ni Yang staggered, nearly falling backward, but fortunately, a hand swiftly supported her waist, its slender fingers giving a gentle pinch there.

It felt tingling, like a mild electric shock.

Ni Yang glanced back with a slight frown at Mo Qishen.

Mo Qishen pursed his lips in a slight smile, "Let’s go inside. Xiaodie, you have to be careful next time; you almost knocked your future little auntie over just now!"

Mo Hudie tilted her head and laughed, "Thankfully, little uncle was there to heroically save the beauty!"

"Little girl!" Mo Qishen reached out and tapped Mo Hudie’s head.

Ni Yang said, "Xiaodie seems to have grown quite a bit taller again!"

Mo Hudie nodded vigorously, "Right, right, Sister Ni Yang, I’m now one meter fifty! I grew more than ten centimeters in the second half of the year!"

The heating in the Mo Family’s house was very warm, and as soon as Ni Yang entered, she took off her coat, which Mo Qishen smoothly took from her, draping it over his arm.

"Yangyang is here!"

Hearing the noise, Old Master Mo and Old Madam Mo came out from inside the house.

"Uncle, Auntie," Ni Yang greeted politely.

"You’ve lost weight, lost weight, you’re thinner again," Old Madam Mo said, holding Ni Yang’s hand, "Is it because you’ve been under too much stress lately?"

Ni Yang shook her head with a smile, "No, maybe I just naturally don’t gain weight."

Another reason was dietary therapy.

Having stuck with it for so long, how could there not be any effect at all?

But in the eyes of the older generation, being able to eat well is a blessing, and being chubby is even more so; therefore, Ni Yang didn’t mention the dietary therapy.

Old Madam Mo said, "You look so skinny, those legs, and your waist, Qishen could break it with just one hand. Yangyang, you need to eat more! Only by eating more can you put on weight!"

Mo Qishen’s gaze was indifferent. Although Ni Yang looked thin, her figure was very well-proportioned. Where she should be slim, there wasn’t an ounce of excess fat, and where she shouldn’t be slim, she wasn’t the slightest bit underweight.

Thinking this, a deep color pooled in the depth of Mo Qishen’s eyes, and he quickly averted his gaze, suppressing the jumble of thoughts at the back of his mind, picked up a cup from the table, and downed the cold water inside in one go.

During dinner, Grandma Mo kept piling meat into Ni Yang’s bowl.

Ni Yang, unable to refuse the kindness, would pass the uneaten portions into Mo Qishen’s bowl, whether she had touched them or not, all of it ended up in Mo Qishen’s bowl.

Mo Qishen wasn’t picky and accepted everything wholeheartedly, most importantly, he seemed to really enjoy it.

Seeing the affection between the young couple, both Grandpa Mo and Grandma Mo felt relieved.

After the meal, Ni Yang and Grandma Mo chatted, while Grandpa Mo pulled Mo Qishen aside.

"Dad, did you want to see me about something?"

Without saying another word, Grandpa Zheng took out two cards from his pocket and stuffed them into Mo Qishen’s pocket, "Take these."

"What are you doing?" Mo Qishen was taken aback.

"I’m giving you money!" Grandpa Zheng looked at Mo Qishen as if he were looking at a fool.

Mo Qishen helplessly handed back the cards to Grandpa Zheng, "Dad, I’m not short on money right now."

"Nonsense!" Grandpa Zheng’s face hardened. "Nowadays, young people need money for dining out, dating, attending concerts, watching movies—doesn’t each of these require money? I remember it’s been a long time since your mother and I have given you money, right? You rascal, why act with pretension with your own parents! Just say if you are short on cash! You can’t expect Yangyang to support you!"

At this, Grandpa Mo landed a kick on Mo Qishen’s foot.

"Dad!" Mo Qishen exclaimed, "Are you serious? I am your own son!"

Grandpa Mo said proudly, "If you weren’t my own son, you wouldn’t enjoy this kind of special treatment!"

Mo Qishen: "..."

Grandpa Mo went on, "If you’re running low on cash, just let me know. Don’t even think about saving money when dating. Our family is wealthy, and you don’t need to save! Take the money!" freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"I really don’t need money."

Grandpa Mo glared at Mo Qishen, gruffly saying, "If you say you don’t need money one more time, I’ll break your legs!"

Mo Qishen: "...", Fine, he would just keep his mouth shut.

The father and son were talking at the stairwell turn, and just at that moment, Xiu Yingying happened to be coming downstairs and saw everything.

A sneer curled the corner of Xiu Yingying’s mouth.

This Mo Qishen was really too pathetic!

How old was he, still taking money from his family!

Mud is mud, it could never be put on the wall!

Xiu Yingying shook her head, shedding the sneer from her face, and walked past the two men.

Seeing Xiu Yingying, Mo Qishen frowned slightly, "Why hasn’t she left yet?"

Grandpa Mo said indifferently, "It seems like Baichuan’s aunt and uncle went abroad for a vacation, so she hasn’t left yet. In the end, one more person is just another pair of chopsticks. Don’t bother about her."

Mo Qishen kept an impassive face and said no more.

Xiu Yingying went straight to the living room and saw Ni Yang there; the mocking look in her eyes, which had faded, now reemerged.

She used to be so jealous of Ni Yang, but she wasn’t the least bit jealous anymore.

So what if Ni Yang was pretty?

Being beautiful didn’t change the fact that she was marrying a loser like Mo Qishen!

Xiu Yingying didn’t even want to greet them and left the Mo Family’s living room, just in time to run into Mo Baichuan and Zhao Jingrong at the entrance.

"Cousin."

"Yingying, where are you going?" asked Mo Baichuan.

"I’m going to the Department Store to buy some stuff," said Xiu Yingying, and as if she had just remembered something, she pulled Mo Baichuan aside, lowering her voice arrogantly, "Cousin, let me ask you something."

"Go ahead."

Xiu Yingying continued, "Chinese New Year is around the corner. Will Mr. Mog come here to celebrate?"

Mo Baichuan sighed, "Yingying, how many times do I have to tell you? I don’t know Mr. Mog! I really don’t!"

Why did everyone think he knew Mr. Mog?

Xiu Yingying said disbelievingly, "Cousin, stop lying to me! I’m your cousin!"

No matter if you beat Xiu Yingying to death, she wouldn’t believe that Mo Baichuan didn’t know Mr. Mog.

If Mo Baichuan didn’t know Mr. Mog, then Mr. Mog wouldn’t have brought a gift to Grandma Mo’s birthday banquet!

Did they think she was a fool?

Xiu Yingying went on, "Cousin, just tell me. I swear I’ll keep it secret! I won’t tell anyone!"

Knowing when Mr. Mog would come over, she could also dress up and prepare.

"Yingying," Mo Baichuan said with a frown, "stop messing around!"

Xiu Yingying pouted, "Don’t tell me then! It’s not a big deal!" If not, she would just dress up beautifully every day after the New Year! That way, Mr. Mog would see the most perfect her.

A faint smile crossed Zhao Jingrong’s lips, her eyes filled with smugness.

Perhaps Xiu Yingying could never dream that Mo Baichuan was Mr. Mog.

She looked forward to seeing Xiu Yingying’s reaction when she found out the truth.

By then, the scene would certainly be very exciting...