Mr. Mo, unable to bear seeing his daughter wronged, hurried after her, attempting to explain to Tang Yi that Grandma hadn't meant it that way.
However, before Mr. Mo could catch up, he was stopped by Old Mrs. Mo.
Mr. Mo reluctantly halted and turned to face his mother, frowning. "Mom, Yi hasn't lived with us since she was little. She's very sensitive. Your attitude just now will only make her more disappointed in our family."
Mr. Mo didn't tell his mother that he, too, was extremely disappointed in her.
As for what happened twenty years ago, it was impossible not to blame them, but Mr. Mo blamed himself even more.
He believed it was all due to his own inadequacy.
If he hadn't been on a business trip back then, if he had been more capable, he wouldn't have been separated from Yu Gui Lan for so many years without seeing each other.
Old Mrs. Mo sized up Mr. Mo, never expecting that her son, who was always so strong-willed, would turn out to be a love-struck fool.
His mind was filled with nothing but that woman.
Whatever that woman said, he believed.
He didn't even use his own mind to think.
Old Mrs. Mo regarded Mr. Mo. She wasn't feeling well. If she were gone, wouldn't Mr. Mo, with his infatuation, be manipulated by those scheming women?
Although Han Xiao was also quite cunning.
However, the Han family and the Mo family were a good match. Moreover, Han Xiao had already given the Mo family a son. From this point alone, Han Xiao was far superior to other women.
Therefore, Old Mrs. Mo said faintly, "You and Xiao Xiao have known each other for so many years. It's time to give the Han family an explanation and marry Xiao Xiao."
Han Xiao had waited so many years for these words.
So, the Old Madam's words were precisely what she wanted to hear.
However, Han Xiao dared not confront Mr. Mo directly.
She could only continue to play the victim, feigning innocence.
She shifted the blame onto the mother and son.
As long as Han Xiao wasn't involved, no matter what happened, their mother-son conflict would have nothing to do with Han Xiao.
Thus, although internally thrilled, Han Xiao, in front of Old Mrs. Mo and Mr. Mo, still looked at Mr. Mo with a hint of hesitation and said, "Old Madam, I'm fine. I've gotten used to it over the years. Please don't trouble Mr. Mo anymore. I don't want my relationship to affect the bond between you and your son."
Hearing Han Xiao's words, Old Mrs. Mo snorted and said, "We in the Mo family are not unreasonable. Although we're not satisfied with the intelligence of the son you gave the Mo family, you are, nevertheless, the daughter-in-law chosen by our Mo family. No one else can fill this position."
"She can be the Mo family's daughter-in-law."
Mr. Mo spoke indifferently.
Han Xiao's eyes lit up, seeing that Mr. Mo had agreed. It seemed there was hope.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Mr. Mo.
Then, Mr. Mo uttered words that shocked everyone. "You have to have another child with my father, and ask Han Xiao if she's willing to wait for that child to grow up. Also, ask my father if he's willing to come back from the dead and have a second child with you."
For a long time, no matter how unreasonable Old Mrs. Mo was, Mr. Mo had turned a blind eye, simply because he didn't want romantic entanglements to hinder their family bond.
However, they had repeatedly hurt the people he cared about.
Mr. Mo could no longer tolerate it.
Old Mrs. Mo was shocked that her son would argue with her and say such rebellious words.
She stood up and hit Mr. Mo with her cane. Mr. Mo didn't dodge. Eventually, the Old Madam tired herself out, felt a tightness in her chest, and was helped back to her room by the butler.
After Old Mrs. Mo left, Han Xiao, having lost her backing, was no longer as arrogant.
Sizing up Mr. Mo, Han Xiao said, "Mr. Mo, please don't blame the Old Madam. She's just worried you're being deceived."
Mr. Mo didn't listen to Han Xiao's explanation. He looked at her and said calmly, "Come with me."
Han Xiao had a bad premonition.
That damned old woman, feigning illness at a crucial moment.
She couldn't count on her for support.
Now, if Han Xiao pretended to know nothing and hid, it wouldn't be realistic.
Helpless, Han Xiao braced herself and walked up to Mr. Mo.
Han Xiao's heart was uneasy, not knowing what Mr. Mo intended to do to her. However, on the surface, she maintained a calm demeanor.
This was the old family home, and with the backing of the Mo family's Old Madam, what was there to fear?
Mr. Mo looked at Han Xiao and didn't beat around the bush. He asked directly, "Why are you here?"
Han Xiao knew perfectly well that Mr. Mo wanted to talk to her because he was questioning her presence.
She seemed to have prepared herself for how to respond to Mr. Mo. But when Mr. Mo spoke so directly, without even hiding the disgust in his eyes, Han Xiao knew this man had absolutely no feelings for her.
Years of companionship couldn't compare to a dead woman.
Han Xiao's heart twisted with jealousy.
Looking at Mr. Mo, Han Xiao asked with a cold laugh, "Didn't the Old Madam already make it clear to you? She missed you, but you wouldn't respond if she contacted you directly, so she used me to get information about you. I just didn't expect you to bring Miss Tang back so quickly to acknowledge your ancestors. My summons this time was truly a bit redundant."
Mr. Mo frowned at Han Xiao's sarcastic tone.
In fact, if Han Xiao had been content and obedient, Mr. Mo wouldn't have treated her badly.
But her fatal mistake was her deep scheming, daring to manipulate even him.
For so many years, the Old Madam had lived in seclusion and was unaware of external affairs. If Han Xiao hadn't spoken nonsense to the Old Madam,
The Old Madam wouldn't have held such a strong prejudice against Tang Yi.
Thinking of this, Mr. Mo's hatred for Han Xiao intensified.
Although Han Xiao refused to admit it, Mr. Mo knew that she was inseparable from this matter.
If Han Xiao hadn't interfered and spoken ill of Tang Yi to the Old Madam,
The Old Madam wouldn't have had such deep-seated prejudice against Tang Yi.
Every time he thought of this, Mr. Mo wished he could strangle this woman with his own hands.
He had indulged her time and time again, yet this woman not only showed no remorse but even escalated her actions.
Mr. Mo looked at Han Xiao and said coldly, "Han Xiao, I rarely kill people, but I don't mind becoming an exception for you."