Chapter 340: Did He Mean His Biological Son or His Adopted Son?

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

The next morning, he got out of bed on time. He hadn’t slept the entire bed so his eyes were both red and swollen, and also looked slightly bloodshot.

He went downstairs after he washed up and saw that his mother was already awake.

Li Qin had just finished eating a bowl of congee and was currently staring dumbly at the door. She didn’t say anything, as though she was a wooden block.

Wu Xiaomin stood beside her, like a maid waiting for instructions.

She was exceptionally hard-working these days after her salary had doubled. She was now earning more than $3,000 a month, even more than what she could earn at an average white-collared job. She felt extremely elated each morning when she woke up, so she had decided that she would continue staying on at the Mo mansion in the future. Where else would she be able to earn such a high salary? She was even given 6 days off each month and could return to her hometown during the holidays.

Li Qin turned to look at Wu Xiaomin, her eyes that were still lustreless were also now full of confusion. She thought a lot about the fortune-teller’s prediction last night and his words echoed in her head the entire night. The elderly man said that Yixuan was only destined to only have one son in his life who was born in 2020. Mo Ye was born in 2020 but was he really referring to Yixuan’s adopted son?

“Xiaomin…” Li Qin suddenly waved at Wu Xiaomin.

Li Qin said seriously, “How about this, why don’t you go the temple later this afternoon and try to meet with that elderly fortune-teller? When you see you, ask him if the son he referred to who was born in 2020 was his biological son or his adopted son.”

“Ah…” Wu Xiaomin exclaimed in surprise and a bewildered expression appeared on her face.

It had been one day since they met the fortune-teller, so she was surprised to see Li Qin still harping on about this. Fortune-telling was just a superstitious belief.

“Sure,” she answered. She didn’t want to head to the temple but she still nodded when she remembered her high salary. Since her salary was already so high, she should just follow the Old Madame’s orders. She would have to do more now that her pay had increased.

She turned to the dining hall and told Mo Yixuan who was eating noodles, “Sir, Old Madame’s mood doesn’t seem to be too good again. Look…”

Mo Yixuan put down his chopsticks and closed his red and swollen eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, there was a trace of annoyance in them.

“I see,” he dismissed Wu Xiaomin with a wave of his hand.

After he finished breakfast, he drove his car out of the carpark and carried his mother into the car.

It was the weekend and it was rare for him to be at home even during the weekends but because he wanted his mother to feel better and for her to get well soon, he spent as much time as he could with his mother.

“Mum, let’s go to the rehabilitation center today,” Mo Yixuan gestured for the nurse and Wu Xiaomin to get in the car.

Li Qin said stubbornly, “I’m not going!” She would only go when she had a grandson.

“Let’s head to the cultural center then. There is an event there today,” Mo Yixuan started the engine.

He wasn’t in a good mood either but he was more worried about his mother because the doctor had already warned him not to agitate his mother. If her illness relapsed again, her life could be in danger. He wouldn’t be able to bear the pain of losing his mother.

He drove toward the city center and Li Qin sat expressionlessly in the car, and looked out through the car window in a daze.

Mo Yixuan drove very carefully and he didn’t drive as fast as he usually would either. He was afraid that his mother would be injured by the shock if he drove too quickly and they were now in an accident zone where there were many cars driving slowly.

He suddenly braked when they were at a two-way old street because there were too many cars. He wanted to turn back but he realized that there were also many cars behind him as well, so he could no longer turn back. This was the fastest way to the cultural center, so there were quite a lot of cars.

“Mum, there’s a traffic jam here. There might be an accident up ahead.”