Chapter 59 - The Shameless Ex-Boyfriend
Chapter 59: The Shameless Ex-Boyfriend Boat Translation
Shen Chengjing lay quietly on the bed, half asleep. By the time she got up, it was already noon.
She touched her forehead. Clearly, her fever had subsided.
She got up to wash her face, changed her clothes, and went downstairs. She saw Mo Wen sitting on the sofa with a pile of things on the table. His serious expression was even colder now.
“Mo Wen.” She walked downstairs, carrying some boiled water and sat opposite to him.
When Mo Wen saw her, he pushed his notebook aside and strode towards the kitchen.
“Please have your meal.” He brought the things that he had prepared earlier and placed them in front of her. He lowered his head decisively and continued to deal with his own matters.
She looked at the sandwiches, hot milk, and the bowl of millet congee he had brought.
“Thank you.” Her stomach was growling from hunger, so she didn’t stand on ceremony and quickly finished the congee. After drinking the milk, her eyes sized up Mo Wen.
Feeling her gaze, Mo Wen raised his head to look at her.
“Madam, is there anything I can help you with?” His voice was cold. There was no warmth at all.
“What are all of you busy with? I keep feeling like you are all very occupied.” She was a little puzzled. They were indeed engaged with their work even more than usual. Even Wu Hao had disappeared without a trace for a day.
“Confidential.” He didn’t give a second thought about telling her.
“Oh. Well then, I’m going out for a walk,” she said. After cleaning up the bowls, she walked towards the backyard of Moh Park.
She lived close to the backyard but up until now, she had not taken a good walk there. Only today did she realize that the backyard was astonishingly large. The swing under the banyan tree caught her eye. The ropes on both sides were entwined with many flowers, which piqued the interest of the young girl in her.
“How lovely.” She walked forward and sat on the swing.
“A trace of the endless sorrow of parting in the drizzle.
Your smile is a thought that can’t be dispelled.
After saying goodbye to the fragrance of the flowers and sighing in the clear autumn dew, I held your hand intending to walk to the end, together...”
At this moment, her phone rang.
She reached out to touch her pocket and leaned her head against the swing. Without looking at her phone, she answered.
“Hello.”
On the other end of the phone, there was a moment of silence before someone said, “Chengjing, it’s me.”
Hearing Mo Yongqiang’s voice, she opened her eyes wide. Abruptly propping her feet on the ground, she looked ahead. “What’s the matter?”
“Do you know someone from the Moh Family?” Mo Yongqiang held the phone. He wasn’t sure of the details and wanted to know the truth. With Shen Chengjing’s identity, how could she know someone from the Moh Family?
“Does it have anything to do with you?” She didn’t answer, only found him very annoying.
Her questioning tone made him feel very uncomfortable.
“I want to see Young Master Moh.” He thought of the situation in the past when Shen Chengjing liked him. He was sure that she would come to his aid if he ever got in trouble. “Something has happened to the company. I need the Moh Family’s help! Find a time to ask him out. I want to talk to him.”
After listening to his words, she looked at the phone sarcastically and hung up decisively.
“Hello? Hello?” Mo Yongqiang looked at the call that had been hung up. He shifted on the sofa in frustration. “Damn it, you actually hung up on me?”
Wang Shenghao’s words had inspired him. He wanted to curry favor with the Moh Family! However, he did not have the resources. After hearing Shen Ziqian talk about the person whose background was unidentified, he wondered if that mysterious person was related to the Moh Family.
After hanging up on him, Shen Chengjing put her phone back into her pocket. She did not expect Mo Yongqiang to be so thick-skinned. He would only contact her when he needed help. Why had she thought him to be different in the past?
Her phone rang again. This time, it was Moh Yanchen.
“Get Ready. We’ll be going to the old residence in half an hour.” His voice was slightly heavy, but steady.
After she replied, she hung up the phone.
“Moh Yanchen… The Moh Family? Could it be that Moh Family?” She tilted her head and thought for a while, then quickly dismissed the idea. How could someone from the powerful Moh Family get married so casually?