After packing all his luggage, Lin Mo stood up and walked out of the bedroom.
In the living room, Su Qianqian was holding her phone. From time to time, a bright smile appeared on her face. There was no need to guess who she was chatting with.
Perhaps sensing someone watching her, Su Qianqian instinctively looked up and met Lin Mo’s gaze. Her eyes then fell on the suitcase in his hand, and she asked cautiously, “You… are moving out?”
It was obvious she had forgotten what Lin Mo had just said.
“Yes. Xiao Jibo is coming back. It wouldn’t be appropriate for me to keep staying here,” Lin Mo said with a light smile, explaining patiently.
For some reason, when Su Qianqian heard this, a faint sense of secret delight rose in her heart. Was Lin Mo jealous?
Was that why he brought up Xiao Jibo?
“Actually… you don’t have to be in such a hurry. It’s fine if you leave a few days later,” Su Qianqian said, returning to her usual cold tone.
Hearing this, Lin Mo smiled casually and said, “No. Since we’re getting divorced, I can’t continue living here. It’s better that I move out early.”
After a brief pause, he added, “I’ve already hired a professional caregiver for you. She should arrive shortly. She’ll take care of you these next few days.”
“Also, the doctor said your legs will fully recover in less than two months, but during these two months, you’d better not walk around too much, and you absolutely must not do any strenuous exercise. Otherwise, it will affect your healing speed.”
“And the traditional medicine for your leg injury is in the third drawer in the living room. Take one packet three times a day. Don’t forget.”
Listening to Lin Mo’s careful instructions, Su Qianqian felt something indescribable in her heart.
These three years, Lin Mo had indeed taken very good care of her. He was attentive and gentle. As for his appearance, he was undeniably handsome.
Unlike other men, Lin Mo possessed a refined and elegant kind of good looks. He spoke gently and politely to everyone. There was always a faint smile on his lips, like shimmering white snow, like a bright moon that made people instinctively want to draw closer.
If not for Xiao Jibo, Lin Mo truly would have been a very good choice.
But… Su Qianqian’s heart belonged entirely to Xiao Jibo. There was no room for any other man.
“Lin Mo, thank you… truly,” Su Qianqian said after a long silence, looking at him seriously.
Lin Mo smiled lightly.
Repeating polite words over and over became meaningless.
So he changed the subject and said, “Qianqian, your legs aren’t convenient. Don’t come out. I’ll bring the divorce agreement to you tomorrow.”
With that, Lin Mo picked up his bag and walked downstairs without looking back.
Su Qianqian pressed her lips together but ultimately said nothing more.
“Mr. Lin, you’re…?” Downstairs, Aunt Wang, who was responsible for cleaning, looked at the luggage in Lin Mo’s hand and asked in confusion.
Lin Mo did not answer immediately. Instead, he took out a notebook from his bag and handed it to Aunt Wang with a smile. “Aunt Wang, this contains the things Qianqian usually likes to eat, some cooking methods, her daily habits, and where her clothes and necessities are placed. When the caregiver arrives, please give this to her.”
After finishing all this, Lin Mo let out a long breath, as if he had completed a mission.
When he had been cornered with no way out, it was Su Qianqian who helped him repay his debts. She had even given him an extra 10 million yuan as compensation for taking care of her for three years.
Now that he had done all this, he felt he had earned that money fairly.
At this moment, Lin Mo felt incredibly light.
Three years. He had finally repaid Su Qianqian’s kindness. From now on, he was free.
“Mr. Lin, are you… leaving?” Aunt Wang asked tentatively, holding the notebook.
“Yes, Aunt Wang. Please take good care of yourself in the future,” Lin Mo said with a relaxed smile.
With that, he picked up his luggage and walked out.
On the second floor, Su Qianqian had not listened to him. She still came out.
Sitting in her wheelchair, she quietly watched Lin Mo’s departing figure. There was a trace of complexity in her eyes.
She had heard everything Lin Mo said to Aunt Wang.
To be honest, she was shocked.
In this world, there was probably no man as considerate as Lin Mo.
At this moment, she also saw his feelings for her.
Although his back looked so carefree when he left, in Su Qianqian’s eyes, it was only an attempt to hide his embarrassment.
But even knowing that Lin Mo loved her, Su Qianqian still could not make a different choice.
She loved Xiao Jibo too deeply. She dreamed of building a family with him.
So… at this moment, she did not try to stop him.
“Mr. Lin, you can’t leave. What will Miss do if you go? Her legs aren’t healed yet,” Aunt Wang continued trying to persuade him downstairs.
For some reason, Su Qianqian felt a faint expectation that Lin Mo might turn back.
But he only left her with his back and walked away without hesitation.
It was not until the door closed that Su Qianqian’s eyes slowly dimmed.
“Aunt Wang, bring the notebook to my bedroom,” Su Qianqian said calmly.
Aunt Wang only then realized Su Qianqian was upstairs and hurriedly said, “Miss Su, Mr. Lin, he…”
Before she could finish, Su Qianqian turned her wheelchair and went back into her bedroom, as if deliberately avoiding the topic.
Seeing this, Aunt Wang shook her head helplessly and carried the notebook upstairs.
On the other side, after leaving, Lin Mo went to a hotel.
Because he had left in a hurry and had not yet rented a place, he could only stay here temporarily.
Lying on the bed, Lin Mo once again picked up the small teddy bear keychain hanging on his backpack.
He stared at it absentmindedly, his thoughts drifting back to the past.
Her name was Shen Youchu. She was Lin Mo’s childhood sweetheart and older sister figure.
She was also the girl he had always longed for.
Back when the Lin family had not yet become prosperous, they lived in an old building in the suburbs. Shen Youchu’s family lived there too, and the two families were very close.
As a child, Lin Mo always liked following Shen Youchu around. He even liked hugging her while sleeping.
At such a young age, he would shout every day that when he grew up, he would marry Shen Youchu.
Whenever she heard that, Shen Youchu would just smile, pat his head, and say affectionately, “Alright. In the future, Sister will marry Xiao Mo.”
But good times did not last.
When Lin Mo was thirteen years old, Shen Youchu’s parents suddenly decided to go elsewhere to start a business. They took Shen Youchu with them. That year, she was only sixteen.
He still vaguely remembered that day was rainy.
Shen Youchu and Lin Mo held hands and cried uncontrollably, until they were forcibly separated by their parents.
As she left, Shen Youchu waved and promised, “Be good, Xiao Mo. Wait for Sister. I will definitely come back to find you.”
Since then, Shen Youchu had vanished without a trace.
Even after the Lin family became prosperous later on, Lin Mo used all his connections to search for her, but there was still no news.
They had not seen each other for ten years.
“Sister Youchu, I will definitely find you,” Lin Mo said firmly, gripping the teddy bear keychain tightly.
“It was on a windy day that I tried holding your hand~~”
Just as Lin Mo was lost in thought, a ringtone suddenly interrupted him.
He picked up his phone and saw the caller. He knew her.
It was a doctor from the hospital, Jiang Qingyue.
A year ago, because Su Qianqian was unable to take care of herself, she had become extremely irritable. She would often lose her temper and shout at Lin Mo. At her worst, she accidentally pushed him down from the second-floor stairs, causing a minor fracture in his left leg.
When Lin Mo later went to the hospital for treatment, he met Jiang Qingyue by coincidence.
At that time, Jiang Qingyue took very good care of him. Gradually, the two became good friends.
Without hesitation, Lin Mo answered the call.
“Hello? What are you doing, Mr. Busy Lin?” Jiang Qingyue’s lazy voice sounded through the phone.
“Nothing much. What’s up, Sister Qingyue?”
“Nothing. I just wanted to invite you out for a meal, but I don’t know whether Mr. Busy Lin has time, so I called to ask~~”
There was a trace of resentment in her tone.
Lin Mo smiled awkwardly.
Ever since signing the marriage agreement with Su Qianqian, he rarely socialized. He was busy taking care of her every day and truly had no energy left.
So every time Jiang Qingyue invited him to eat, he would refuse with various excuses.
But this time, it seemed he had no reason to refuse.
After all, he was about to divorce Su Qianqian and had nothing else to occupy him for the moment.
Moreover, Jiang Qingyue had indeed taken good care of him during this period.
So Lin Mo immediately said, “Alright, Sister Qingyue. Set the time and place, and I’ll come find you.”
“Okay. I’ll wait for you…”
Her voice clearly carried a hint of excitement.
They chatted casually for a few more sentences before hanging up.