Chapter 781: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 781: Caught in the Act (2)
Thinking of this, Mo Qingze carefully chose his words and gently reminded, "Yun Jin, the Liu family’s niece will turn sixteen next year, and Brother Jinan can only keep her at home for New Year's dinner this year."
Shen Ji immediately understood the implication of those words, his face turning pale.
Seeing this, Mo Qingze felt a twinge of guilt. However, it was better to endure short-term pain than to suffer a lifetime of it. It was kinder to face the truth now.
In the end, Shen Ji accepted the reality that the woman he admired already had a fiancé, though his expression remained grim.
Mo Qingze sighed inwardly and offered a few words of comfort. Yet, seeing Shen Ji nod absentmindedly, his face still dark, clearly unreceptive to the words, Mo Qingze decided to leave for now, giving him time to process it himself.
Mo Qingze did not disclose the real purpose of his visit this time, nor did he plan to bring it up again in the future.
As he gazed at the courtyard, gleaming under the snow, Mo Qingze, who initially intended to return to his room, suddenly paused. He turned and headed toward Mo Yan’s residence instead.
When he entered the courtyard, he noticed the lights in the room were still on. Just as he was wondering why, he caught sight of two shadows, one tall and one short, projected on the window. The two figures grew closer and closer, about to embrace. His heart leapt to his throat.
Who was that? How could someone be in his daughter’s room in the middle of the night? And in such an intimate position?
Without thinking further, Mo Qingze rushed forward and pushed open the slightly ajar door. He saw a tall figure, somewhat familiar, standing with his back to him. The figure was holding someone in his arms. Turning to face him, shocked, was none other than his daughter!
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In the small sitting room, after learning that his precious daughter had caught someone’s attention a year ago, Mo Qingze’s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He sat on the sofa, unmoving for a long time. His usual gentle gaze now carried a piercing sharpness as he stared at Xiao Ruiyuan, who stood stiffly before him. The more he looked, the more displeased he became, wishing he could poke holes into this audacious man who had set his sights on his daughter.
Never had he imagined that this man would have anything to do with his precious daughter. When he saw the two embracing, he nearly charged forward to throw out this scoundrel who dared to deceive his daughter—regardless of whether he was the powerful General Xiao.
Under Mo Qingze’s sharp gaze, Xiao Ruiyuan, who had contemplated many ways to confess his relationship with Mo Yan, never anticipated being caught red-handed during one of their private moments.
Facing Mo Qingze’s stern demeanor, Xiao Ruiyuan didn’t feel guilty but instead terrified—afraid of leaving a bad impression on the father of the woman he loved, afraid of his proposal being rejected, and even more afraid of being forbidden from visiting her ever again.
If that truly happened, he couldn’t imagine what reckless decisions he might make in desperation to stay with her.
The two men, one seated and one standing, remained silent, the tension in the room palpable. No one knew what might happen next.
"Father, have some tea first!" Mo Yan carefully approached, carrying freshly brewed Yunwu tea, and placed it before her father, breaking the heavy silence.
"Hmph!" Mo Qingze huffed, his face still stern, but he eventually picked up the teacup and took a sip. Although he blamed his daughter for being naive, he believed she was too young to understand. It must have been this man who deceived her.
Seeing her father drink the tea, Mo Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said flatteringly, "Father, how’s the tea? Doesn’t it taste better than before?"
Previously, her tea-roasting skills were lacking, and her control over the heat wasn’t great. After several attempts, she became more adept, and naturally, the tea turned out better.
Looking at his daughter’s cautious demeanor, Mo Qingze, no matter how dissatisfied he felt, couldn’t bear to scold her. "It’s good! Go back to your room now. Your father and Lord Xiao need to have a proper talk."
(End of Chapter)
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