Volume 1: Lan City Storms 006 Mother's Expectations

  When Mo Junbao went out, Wang Yan rolled her eyes and then hurriedly walked to the young man's side, "Da Wu! Are you okay?"

  The young man's face turned pale and he shook his head, looking bewildered. He didn't know what had just happened either. That punch was like hitting a cotton ball, and it ended up shaking himself back instead?

  Damn it! The young man secretly cursed and turned to Wang Yan, "Auntie, I think we're not getting this money back. Let's just go home, what's the point of lingering here?"

  Mo Junbao, who was standing at the door, suddenly became vigilant upon hearing this, "What money? Sister-in-law, doesn't our family have any accounts with your family?" As he said this, he suddenly remembered that it was they who paid for his daughter's hospitalization yesterday.

  Wang Yan's stinginess is notorious in the neighborhood, no one dares to have a financial dispute with her family. I'm afraid she found out about yesterday's incident and that's why she came over to make trouble today.

  Wang Yan hummed and asked persistently, "Jun Bao, you beat our daughter and made us pay for it, isn't this unreasonable?"

  Mo Junbao's expression changed upon hearing this, "Sister-in-law, are you here to ask for money? Does big brother know about this? He paid the hospital bill for his own niece, is it appropriate for you as the older sister-in-law to come and ask for money? Sister-in-law, if you really want to say that, I'll go back inside and get the money for you right away!"

  Wang Yan's breath was stifled upon hearing this, and she glared at Mo Junbao with a humph. Others might not know what kind of person Mo Junbao is, but could she really not? This little scoundrel is just a good-for-nothing who only cares about money, would he actually go back to his room to get the money for her?

  And Mo Junbao said so, Wang Yan also didn't dare to mention it again, but the trouble had already been stirred up, she couldn't turn back now, so she glared at Wang Fengying and turned to leave.

  Wang Fengying hugged Mo Zihuan in her arms, glaring at Wang Yan with a puffed face until the latter walked out of the door. She then spat fiercely, "What kind of thing!"

  Mo Junbao also cursed, "You're just relying on others for support! Just because Mo Junqiang made some small money in the past two years, he thinks he's superior to me? The wheel of fortune turns around, who knows when I, Mo Junbao, will rise up!" After that, he turned around and went into the house, still muttering curses.

  Mo Zihan stared blankly at the scene in front of her. Is this really what her family is like? How did they end up more bitter and resentful than outsiders?

  Back in the house, Wang Fengying looked at Mo Zihuan with a bad face, "What did you go out for so early today?"

  Mo Zihan was originally lost in thought with her head down, but the moment she sent the young man flying earlier, others might have thought that he had accidentally tripped and fallen over. However, Mo Zihan knew that things weren't like that. When she heard her mother ask a question, she lifted her head up, "Morning exercise."

  "Morning exercise?" Wang Fengying let out an incredulous cry, "Don't you know your own physical condition? You're still going out for morning exercise? Are you trying to add more worries for Mom?"

  Mo Zihan helplessly curled up the corner of his lips, and in front of his mother, he moved his body a little, "Mom, my body has recovered a lot, proper exercise can help me improve my physique."

  Wang Fengying was taken aback, then she reached out to touch Mo Zihan's head, "This child has been ill for a while, how did he suddenly become so clever? He even speaks clearly now?"

  Mo Zihan heard this and looked at her mother with an awkward expression. Wasn't she always eloquent in the past?

  She didn't know that her previous self was extremely introverted, speaking in a soft and gentle voice, as if afraid of startling others with a louder tone. The current Mo Zihuan had a demeanor and tone that were worlds apart from before.

  If it were the old Mo Zihan, after hearing Wang Fengying's words, she would have shrunk her neck and obediently listened to the scolding, how could she have calmly explained?

  Even a very normal interpretation is abnormal in Wang Fengying's eyes.

  "Go back to the house and rest, I'll talk to your father for a bit, and then we'll bring porridge over to you." Wang Fengying felt that this morning's events needed to be mentioned to her husband, so she instructed him thus.

  Mo Zihan nodded slightly and walked back into the house.

  Perhaps even she herself didn't realize it, but today this "mom" came out unusually smoothly.

  Sitting on the small bed in the room, Mo Zihan gazed out at the bright sunlight outside the window, silently thinking to herself that no matter whether she was actually Mo Zihan or not, and no matter why she stubbornly believed she was someone else. From today onwards, she would be Mo Zihan, and would continue living along the trajectory of Mo Zihan's life.

  But will Mo Zihan's life trajectory really remain unchanged?

  Wang Fengying pushed the door and walked into the room, seeing Mo Zihuan still sitting on the edge of the bed, she scolded, "Quickly go back to bed and lie down, before discharge, the doctor specifically instructed you to rest more, now you don't listen?"

  Mo Zihan helplessly took off his jacket and sat into the quilt wearing only a vest.

  Wang Fengying covered her with a quilt while saying, "Zihan, take good rest at home for the next two days and try to go back to school as soon as possible. Your teacher called our house last night, I asked for a few more days off for you." At this point, Wang Fengying's face also showed concern, worried that her child's schoolwork would be delayed due to her body.

  Mo Zihan heard the words and lowered her eyelids, then smiled and raised her eyes, saying, "Mom, my body is almost recovered, I can go to school tomorrow." Her voice was still a bit hoarse, and her tone sounded slightly low, but with her expression, it was even more persuasive.

  Wang Fengying shook her head after hearing this, "This won't do, one's body is more important than anything else. You can't be reckless after suffering such a serious injury."

  "Mom, trust me, I know my body well, and it's fine for me to go to school normally. Besides...I don't want to fall behind in my studies either." Mo Zihan smiled slightly, and surprisingly took the initiative to hold her mother's warm hand, then blinked lightly with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

  Looking at her mother's weathered face, Mo Ziheng slightly pursed his lips.

  I am only in my second year of high school, just fourteen years old. My mother Wang Fengying is also only in her early thirties, but she looks like she's over forty. Although if you look closely at her face, you can still find some remnants of the beauty and elegance of her youth, now Wang Fengying as a whole appears to be a typical coarse and unrefined housewife who doesn't pay any attention to her appearance.

  Thinking of her, a woman who has no ability but is worried and tired for this family every day, where does she still have the qualifications to care about her own image? This family, all these years, has always been supported by Wang Fengying. The ruthless years have ground a gentle and elegant woman into what she looks like now.

  On the contrary, Father Mo Junbao was dressed in a lively and energetic manner, always wearing fashionable clothes with bright colors, looking much younger than his mother.

  Wang Fengying was also sitting on the bed, looking at Mo Zihuan. Her daughter was born weak and thin, and in recent years, there was no nutrition to supplement her at home, but her daughter's eyebrows and eyes were very good-looking, with some shadow of her grandmother.

  Wang Fengying thought of her own mother, and her eyes also turned red.

  Feeling her daughter's thoughtfulness, she stretched out her hand with a loving expression to stroke Mozigan's hair. "Zihan, Mom doesn't have the ability and your dad is not a decent person. But I hope you can study hard and become a capable person in the future, so that others won't look down on us. That way, Mom can also meet your grandparents with her head held high again."

  The words that followed were left unspoken by Wang Fengying, but the intense, expectant glint in her eyes scorched Mo Zihans.

  A certain part of his heart skipped a beat slightly.