Tian Xi took the ointment and said with a smile, “Just kidding, I’ll apply it myself.”
She walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
Mo Yehan paced back and forth in the living room, his hands trembling, his legs shaking.
Finally unable to contain himself, he picked up a pack of cigarettes and went to the windowsill to smoke.
The tobacco rolled down his throat as he tilted his head back to blow out smoke rings, then took another deep drag.
Until Tian Xi’s soft voice sounded behind him: “Yehan, I’m done.”
Mo Yehan extinguished the cigarette and immediately walked over, stopping at a slight distance from her.
“I smell like smoke all over, it doesn’t smell good.”
But Tian Xi beckoned with her finger, asking him to sit on the sofa.
She hugged his arm and sniffed at his neck: “It smells amazing.”
The scent of tobacco mixed with his fresh body odor was incredibly intoxicating.
“You like it?” His previously stiff body gradually relaxed.
“Yes, I like it.” Tian Xi leaned against him, breathing deeply, her eyes becoming dazed.
Her fingers traced the contours of his face, including the injured areas: “Let me apply medicine for you, okay?”
“No need, I can’t bear to have my Little Princess serve me.” Mo Yehan refused, holding her hand and gently caressing it.
The two lingered intimately in the hotel until evening before reluctantly parting ways.
After Mo Yehan saw Tian Xi home, he turned around to find Mo Qing waiting.
His eyes filled with jealousy: “Did you sleep with Tian Xi?”
Mo Yehan said coldly: “I suggest you watch your language.”
Mo Qing sneered: “You, Mo Yehan? Do you believe I can make you get kicked out of school tomorrow?”
Mo Yehan curled his lips in mockery: “You don’t have that ability.” Then he strode away.
Mo Qing’s eyes burned with hatred as he glared venomously at the villa. He would find time to check Tian Xi’s condition – she better still be untouched, or else he would definitely make her pay. He despised promiscuous women who lacked restraint the most.
Mo Yehan went to work at the bar, only to be told he was fired.
The manager, who had a good relationship with him, privately said: “Someone named Mo Qing approached the boss and demanded you be fired. You know he’s from the Mo family in the Imperial Capital – we can’t afford to cross him.”
Mo Yehan said calmly: “Understood.”
He took off his uniform, changed into his own clothes, and left the bar.
Many girls tried to hit on him along the way, but he ignored them all.
Just then, an expensive black car pulled up and the door opened.
He looked over to see Mo Feng sitting inside.
He couldn’t help but narrow his eyes. Mo Qing was just a distant relative of the Mo family who relied on their name to get respect from everyone. But this time, his dismissal wasn’t just Mo Qing’s doing – it was probably orchestrated by the man in the car, Grandpa Mo.
He stepped into the car, and Mo Feng immediately moved aside, saying ingratiatingly: “Son, let’s go pick up your mother and bring her home, okay?”
Mo Yehan said coldly: “You think by having the bar owner fire me, I’ll have no way out? That I’ll have to rely on you and return to the Mo family?”
Mo Feng was speechless, then quickly explained: “Son, that bar environment is terrible, I was worried you might get hurt. If you like bars, I’ll immediately get you the most high-end bar, okay?”
Mo Yehan sneered: “Mo Feng, I left the Mo family at three years old and have survived until now relying only on my mother and myself. In other words, I’ve lived perfectly well without you.
You’d better stop interfering in my life, otherwise, I’ll never acknowledge you as my father.”Mo Feng’s body stiffened in fear. This man who once dominated the Imperial Capital now resembled an evil dragon stripped of its spine, barely breathing and afraid to inhale.
He could only watch helplessly as Mo Yehan got out of the car, powerless to stop him.
He said to Assistant Xiao Li, “That kid actually scared me. I’m sweating all over from the fright.”
Assistant Xiao Li gave a thumbs up: “Grandpa Mo, the young master surpasses even your former glory.”
Mo Feng said proudly: “Well, look whose son he is.”
…
When Mo Yehan returned home, he found his mother watching TV, appearing normal. But the moment she saw him, she burst into tears: “Yehan, Mom misses your father. Can you take me to find him? Even if I have to be a substitute, even if he doesn’t love me, I accept it. I really can’t forget your father.”
Tears immediately welled up in Mo Yehan’s eyes: “Mom, do you still remember what Dad looked like?”
Wanting was stunned and murmured: “How could I forget what your father looks like? Yehan, you still remember, right?”
Mo Yehan shook his head: “Mom, I’ve forgotten too.”
Looking lost, Wanting stood up and headed toward her room: “I’ll go look for photos. I remember I have pictures of your father.”
Seeing his mother like this broke Mo Yehan’s heart. He didn’t want her to go back and suffer from his father’s harm again. He had to find a job quickly to support this family.
The next day, as soon as Mo Yehan arrived at school, he was called to the dean’s office.
The dean said with deep disappointment: “Mo Yehan, you’re the top student in our school, studying law. You were destined to become a great lawyer. But you knowingly broke the law, doing those things at the bar. What were you thinking?”
Mo Yehan replied calmly: “Dean, I worked as a waiter at the bar, but I didn’t violate school regulations.”
The dean slammed a stack of photos on the table: “If you were just an ordinary waiter, that would be one thing. But you actually…” He seemed unable to continue.
Mo Yehan looked at the photos showing some female bar patrons harassing him. He narrowed his eyes: “These photos don’t prove anything.”
Seeing his stubbornness, the dean said coldly and disdainfully: “Anyway, someone reported you for engaging in improper activities at the bar. To protect the school’s reputation, we must expel you.”
“Who reported me? Where’s the evidence?” Mo Yehan remained composed.
This left the dean speechless.
At that moment, Mo Qing swaggered in.
“I reported you for being a male prostitute at the bar. A bastard like you who relies on his looks to seduce women doesn’t deserve to study at this university. Get out.”
Mo Yehan rushed over, punched Mo Qing in the face, and pinned him down: “If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll kill you.”
His eyes were sinister and terrifying!
Having been punched, Mo Qing decided to provoke Mo Yehan further: “A dirty man like you isn’t worthy of being with Tian Xi. You bastard, filthy rat, stay away from Tian Xi. Don’t dirty her.”
Mo Yehan’s eyes turned bloodshot as he began beating Mo Qing wildly.
The dean nearby was shocked: “Mo Yehan, stop! If you keep hitting him, you’ll be breaking the law. Stop now!”
But Mo Yehan was seeing red, throwing punches frantically.
Only then did Mo Qing realize he had provoked him too much. Crying out in pain: “Mo Yehan, damn you, stop!”
Mo Yehan said sinisterly: “I’ll kill you!” His bloodthirsty expression was terrifying!
Mo Qing finally became afraid: “No, help! Help!” Just when he thought his life was in danger.Suddenly, a soft, startled voice rang out: “Mo Yehan.”
The frenzied Mo Yehan abruptly stopped his hand, his eyes slightly red as he looked toward Tian Xi standing at the doorway. Pitifully, he said, “Tian Xi, he said I dirtied you… That’s why I hit him.”
His voice choked with emotion, tears swirling in his eyes, looking as if he might burst into tears at any moment…