My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day Chapter 861

Chapter 861: 861, “Going to Kyoto 4: Are You Satisfied?

Fang Yuliang asked, “May I ask what business Sixth Master has with my wife?”

“I am merely a messenger, I'm not too sure of the specifics,” Gu Nai smiled.

Fang Yuliang truly did not understand.

But no matter how he asked, Gu Nai's answers remained impeccably sealed.

Fang Yuliang had looked up Ming Jinmo's background, knew he was from the Ming Family of Nancheng, and that in Kyoto there were many jewelry stores owned by the Ming Family, making them a top-tier grand family in Nancheng.

Ming Jinmo had managed to carve out such a niche for himself in today's Kyoto, and his subordinates were naturally strong.

Moreover, it was said that all of them struggled side by side with him, loyal to the core and very astute. It was virtually impossible to get any useful information from them…

“In that case, Qiyang, you go,” he said.

Ruan Qiyang felt nervous inside, but in front of Fang Yuliang, she could only feign composure, “…Alright.”

“Ms. Ruan, this way please.” Gu Nai gestured with his hand and then led the way.

Ruan Qiyang had no choice but to follow.

Before tonight, she had never met this Senior Master from the Ming Family.

If even Fang Yuliang could hardly communicate with him, how could she?

Although in Kyoto, she was now considered a household name superstar, in the eyes of these capitalists, she really counted for nothing.

To put it unpleasantly, in the current environment of capital operation, cultivating another female superstar like her was easy, and if they wanted to ruin her, it wouldn't be difficult either.

Especially thinking back to just now in the back garden, Mo Weiyi and this Senior Master, as well as Manager Gu's manner of speaking…

The two men, although not completely deferential to Mo Weiyi, were clearly talking to her as an equal, and even showed a kind of friendly concern.

Ruan Qiyang suddenly felt regretful.

Just now, she really had been too careless.

Having only judged by Mo Weiyi's attire, she had thought there couldn't be any significant background, but now thinking about it, the secretiveness of the orphanage incident which she had hidden so well, had still been unearthed…

If there was no official background, Mo Weiyi would not have found out so quickly.

Ruan Qiyang frowned deeply.

The more she thought, the more uneasy she felt in her heart.

When they reached a SVIP suite, Gu Nai pushed open the door, “Ms. Ruan, please come in.”

“Alright,” Ruan Qiyang nodded and walked in wearing her high heels.

The door closed behind her.

Ruan Qiyang saw immediately on the black sofa in front, a young and handsome man seated.

He wore a simple white shirt paired with crisp black trousers, and a frameless pair of glasses, his entire demeanor exuded an incredible elegance and handsomeness.

The incandescent light from above cast down, making his already cold pale complexion appear even icier.

Behind the lenses, those deep and refined peach-blossom eyes seemed to have soaked in frost, dark and deep, yet devoid of any warmth.

Even though she had been in the entertainment industry for nearly twenty years and seen countless male celebrities with perfect features and bodies, Ruan Qiyang had to admit that this man's looks and demeanor could rank at the top even within the industry.

However…

Wasn't it the Sixth Master who wanted to meet her?

Who was this man?

“May I ask who you are?” Ruan Qiyang asked politely.

“I wanted to meet you,” the man's voice was low and clear but carried an extreme chill.

The next second.

“Ruan Lihua.”

Hearing this long-forgotten, yet extremely familiar name, Ruan Qiyang's face instantly turned shockingly pale, “Who… who are you exactly?”

Jinxiu Garden.

At nine in the evening, Rong An drove into the villa's garage.

After parking the car, he looked at the rearview mirror, “Princess, we've arrived.”

“…Oh.”

The woman in the back seat seemed to finally come to her senses. She responded and then reached out to push the car door.

Seeing that her expression was off, Rong An also hurriedly pushed the door and got out of the car.

Even so, it was somewhat too late.

When he saw Mo Weiyi fall straight out of the car, his usually expressionless face flashed with a hint of panic, “Princess!”

Rong An rushed over, quickly lifting Mo Weiyi up from the ground.

“Are you alright?”

Mo Weiyi, with her head lowered, took a long time before she could speak with a choked voice, “It hurts a lot…”

“I'll take you to the hospital right away!”

The garage floor was made of hard concrete. Knowing she had fallen so directly from the car onto the ground, he was certain her knees had hit the surface and were probably skinned…

Especially since there were also injuries on her arms, and along the way, a patch of skin had already scabbed over, contrasting starkly against her delicate pale skin, making it particularly alarming.

“No need,” Mo Weiyi sniffled pitifully, “It's just a bit painful, it should be fine once I apply some medicine.”

After speaking, she didn't forget to remind, “Rong An, if Assistant Ma asks later, don't tell him.”

“But…” Rong An looked at her, hesitating.

“If I tell you not to mention it, then don't mention it!”

“I understand,” Rong An could only agree.

Once they were back inside, he immediately called a servant to help Mo Weiyi apply medicine.

In the brightly lit living room, Mo Weiyi sat on the sofa, lifting her long skirt to reveal her slender white legs.

Both knees bore distinct bruises, with the left knee being the worst, a large patch of skin had been scraped off, and it was still bleeding…

The servant cautiously dabbed iodine on her wounds, the sharp sting forcing Mo Weiyi to furrow her brow tightly, tears streaming down continuously.

Rong An rarely saw her cry so intensely.

After all, she had grown up pampered and protected, always watched over by bodyguards and servants.

Such minor injuries might seem trivial to ordinary people, but Mo Weiyi, with her tender skin, certainly couldn't stand it.

Once the medicine was finally applied, he immediately said, “Tomorrow I am going to find Ruan Qiyang…”

“Don't!” Mo Weiyi interrupted him, “You mustn't go to her!”

“Why?” Rong An didn't understand.

Ruan Qiyang had dared to lay a hand on her!

Earlier at the hotel, if he hadn't failed to notice, he would never have let that cruel woman off so easily!

Mo Weiyi said, “This mess is my own doing, there's no need for you to fight my battle.”

“But she hurt you…”

“It was my own fault,” Mo Weiyi's tone was cold, “If I hadn't sought her out, she wouldn't have treated me this way. How can I blame her for my own folly?”

“This isn't the princess's fault,”

“Why isn't it my fault?” Mo Weiyi retorted, “Everyone advised me not to go to her, but I didn't listen. Now look, I got insulted by my own mother, calling me a wretch, and she even wants to make a deal with me, offering me a huge sum of money just so I agree never to see her again, giving me a whole hundred million… Never mind.”

She stood up from the sofa, looking completely exhausted, “Let it be, I should never have come here. Now, I just want to go back to Nancheng immediately. Rong An, hurry up and book the flight, the sooner the better.”

Rong An stood there watching her go upstairs.

His fingers, hanging by his sides, clenched tightly into fists.

Ever since he was young, Old Master Mo had instilled in him the belief that Mo Weiyi was the princess of the Mo Family, and their princess to all of them, so he must do his utmost to protect her completely, ensuring that she suffered no harm.

Indeed, Mo Weiyi having grown up surrounded by love and affection, when had she ever faced such humiliation? Or ever felt the need to compromise like this?

She was a princess.

She shouldn't have been like this…

Once back in the bedroom, Mo Weiyi instantly threw herself onto the bed.

Her knees and arms had been bandaged, but she still felt very painful…

The pain had overwhelmed her entirely.

Her phone suddenly rang, Mo Weiyi picked it up and saw a WeChat message from Su Wanwan.

[Weiyi, have you seen your mom yet? How is it going? Why aren't you reporting back to me?]

Mo Weiyi started typing.

But after typing a few characters, she deleted them.

Typed again, deleted again.

She simply didn't know how to explain to Wanwan.

Finally, she tossed her phone aside and closed her eyes.

When she woke up again, the room was still brightly lit.

Mo Weiyi frowned and crawled out of the large bed.

She picked up her phone and saw that it was only half-past ten at night.

She had actually fallen asleep like that.

The room was very quiet.

She wanted to take a shower, but her arms and knees were wrapped in gauze and shouldn't get wet, which was quite inconvenient…

So she went downstairs, seeking help from a servant.

But just as she reached the staircase, she heard a familiar talking voice coming from the living room below.

In the grandiose living room, two exceptionally handsome young men were seated at that moment.

The one dressed in a formal suit was Gu Huai'an, the current president of the Gu Media Group.

He had his long legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine between his slender, well-proportioned fingers, and his entire demeanor exuded the charm of an elegant young lord.

“I thought you wouldn't come over tonight. Are you that afraid of your wife getting hurt here?”

Xiao Yebai didn't speak.

Gu Huai'an was used to his attitude.

In fact, ever since they met, except for discussing work, this was the first time… the two of them had sat down alone to chat.

A rare opportunity.

So he continued to ask, “So what exactly is the relationship between Ruan Qiyang and Miss Mo?”

“No comment.”

The answer was both habitual and expected.

“Alright then,” Gu Huai'an lifted his handsome brows slightly.

Fortunately, he was never one to pry into other people's secrets.

“Are you coming to the entrepreneur park's investment attraction event tomorrow?”

“Not going.”

“Tsk.” Gu Huai'an chuckled, “So you came specifically to accompany your wife this time?”

Xiao Yebai: “…”

He glanced at Gu Huai'an.

It was clearly a bit of a warning.

But the other man was still laughing, “Even preparing a gown personally, and having the sixth one invite Miss Mo to attend the banquet, yet you didn't show up just now. Playing a mysterious surprise?”

Xiao Yebai continued: “…”

Hence, Gu Huai'an laughed even louder, “Isn't it? We've been friends for so long, and you're still so standoffish with me?”

“Friends?” Xiao Yebai's perennially indifferent expression finally showed a slight change.

It seemed to be…

Surprise?

Gu Huai'an knitted his brows, “Although you never show up for private gatherings, I thought we should be considered friends?”

The response he received was a man's low, short laugh, “If you think so, then sure.”

“The way you say that,” Gu Huai'an, “it's as if I'm begging you to be friends.”

Xiao Yebai extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray.

Amidst the rising wisps of pale blue smoke, the expression on his face was somewhat elusive.

Forget it.

Gu Huai'an had given up on further heart-to-heart talk, his enthusiasm waned as he set down his glass, “It's getting late, I should go.”

Xiao Yebai nodded, “I won't see you out.”

“Didn't ask you to.” Gu Huai'an stood up, the curve of his lips playfully mocking, “Although your wife is pregnant now, I still know how to keep my distance.”

Xiao Yebai also curved the corners of his mouth, but he didn't speak.

To others, this was already considered an agreement.

Gu Huai'an silently left quickly.

The vast living room was left with only Xiao Yebai.

The night had deepened.

That afternoon, on impulse, he had caught a plane and come over, and since he had hardly slept the night before, his whole brain seemed to be buzzing now.

Maybe he needed some rest?

But Xiao Yebai nevertheless pulled out another cigarette, expertly lit it with a lighter, and then placed it to his thin lips.

Just at that moment, a series of light footsteps sounded.

Very light.

But he heard them immediately.

Xiao Yebai lifted his head, looking at the woman coming down the stairs.

She was wearing indoor slippers, dressed in that pink long gown, her hair unkempt and fluffy from lack of combing, her cheeks pale, yet her eyes were tinged with red.

Mo Weiyi walked step by step to him, her eyes filled with an emotion akin to excitement.

Xiao Yebai watched her.

The entire living room at this moment was permeated with a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, the alcohol was from what Gu Huai'an had been drinking, and as for the cigarette…

He was a bit slow to extinguish the cigarette he was holding.

Then he stood up from the sofa, “You're awake?”

Mo Weiyi didn't say anything.

Xiao Yebai quickly frowned and looked down, his gaze falling on her arm.

It had several adhesive bandages and a piece of gauze on it.

“Let me see your hand…”

Just as he reached out, Mo Weiyi quickly brushed it away.

With a “snap”, it hit the back of his hand, echoing loud and clear in the silent night's living room.

Xiao Yebai's eyes narrowed sharply in an instant.

Soon after, Mo Weiyi accused, “Who allowed you to take matters into your own hands and have them invite me to the banquet?”

Her voice was out of control, sharp.

The door to the ground floor guest room was suddenly flung open.

Rong An walked out of the room and stood there, watching the two confronting each other in the living room.

Under the crystal chandelier, the handsome, silent man looked at her face for quite a while before he spoke with pursed lips in a muted voice, “You came here to find her, didn't you just want to meet her?”

“What does it have to do with you?” Mo Weiyi was relentless, “Not meeting her, that's my own business. I was planning to return to Nancheng already. I'll just act as if this biological mother doesn't exist, but what right do you have to arrange this meeting?”

“If you could really let go that easily, you wouldn't have come all the way from Nancheng to find her.”

“So what? I want to know what does this have to do with you? Who are you to me! What right do you have to do this! What gives you the right!”

“…” Xiao Yebai fell silent.

“Can't find words now, can you?” Mo Weiyi accused, “You did it on purpose! You intended to prove that whatever you said was right! Yes, I've now hit rock bottom, I've given up, I'm battered and utterly defeated, are you satisfied now?”

Without waiting for him to speak, Mo Weiyi continued, “My biological father has long been dead. My biological mother gave birth to me but called me a bastard and abandoned me right away. Twenty years later, when I found her, she didn't show any concern and treated me like a beggar coming to collect a debt…”

Her throat was so hoarse that she couldn't speak.

Her vision also became blurry.

She didn't want to cry in front of him, to show her vulnerability and powerlessness.

But the tears flowed uncontrollably like beads off a broken string, pouring down ceaselessly.

Mo Weiyi finally collapsed, squatting down.

She bowed her head, hugged her knees, buried her face in them, and low sobs began to sound, her voice breaking as she continued to say, “Are you satisfied now, you must be satisfied now…”

Her long, seaweed-like curly hair cascaded down, almost enveloping her entire figure.

Mo Weiyi squatted there, hugging herself and crying…

Crying like a little girl who has lost her toy.

Rong An frowned tightly.

As for Xiao Yebai…

He had seen her like this before.

In fact, ever since he joined the Mo Family, the little princess of the Mo Family would sob mildly every three days and cry hard every five days…

She was always a delicate little girl, seemingly easily brought to tears by the smallest things.

A deep emotion slowly started to appear in the man's dark eyes.

Then, he stepped forward and slowly squatted down.

His slender, beautiful hand reached up.

Just as he was about to touch her hair, suddenly a ringtone blared abruptly.

Xiao Yebai withdrew his hand.

He stood straight, took out his phone, and his expression instantly regained its calm, “Dad.”

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the call, he immediately responded in a deep voice, “I understand, I'll be right there.”

Hearing this sentence, Mo Weiyi abruptly raised her head.

Her tear-streaked face showed surprise and unease.

Xiao Yebai hung up the phone.

Mo Weiyi just stared at him with her red, swollen cat-like eyes and finally couldn't help but ask, “What happened?”

Calling so late and asking him to return immediately, could it be…

“Grandpa is not doing well, Dad asked me to go to the hospital right away.”

Mo Weiyi, still with tears on her face, upon hearing this, became even paler instantly.

She had just stood up when she heard Xiao Yebai, calm and composed, instruct, “I'll go back right now, Rong An, tomorrow you accompany Weiyi on the flight back…”

“I won't!” Mo Weiyi interrupted him, “I want to go back now!”

“There are no flights available now.”

Mo Weiyi blurted out, “Then how are you going back?”

“I'm driving.”

Mo Weiyi: “…”

The distance from Kyoto to Nancheng is not short; even by plane, it takes nearly three hours, and if driving, even without any breaks, it would take at least about fifteen hours…

“Grandpa will be alright.” It was as if he was soothing her, after which, Xiao Yebai quickly departed.

Mo Weiyi stood there dazed, watching his hurried departure.

After a long while, she seemed to finally come to her senses and quickly turned to go upstairs.

Rong An, worried, quickly followed her.

When she reached the bedroom, Mo Weiyi found her phone and quickly dialed Mo Yaoxiong's number.

Mo Yaoxiong's words were vague, “It's just that the blood pressure readings suddenly aren't quite right, don't worry, the doctors are already handling it…”

“Could Grandpa be in danger?”

“He won't be.” Mo Yaoxiong's tone was certain, “I'm here at the hospital with him, he definitely won't be in danger.”

After saying this, he even reassured her, “Don't rush back now, don't forget you're still carrying a child in your womb. Rest well tonight, we'll talk everything over tomorrow.”

“But I'm worried about Grandpa…”

“Don't worry, you are currently in Kyoto and even if you are worried, you can't return immediately. Take good care of yourself first, understand?” After comforting her, Mo Yaoxiong asked, “Have you already met her?”

Mo Weiyi didn't speak.

She simply didn't know what to say…

Mo Yaoxiong seemed to understand immediately, “It's okay, she doesn't recognize you, and from now on, you should also act as if you don't recognize her! Just pretend she doesn't exist in this world!”

Because of this sentence, Mo Weiyi suddenly felt like crying again.

After a long while, she managed to suppress her overwhelming emotions and said, “Dad, once I return to Nancheng tomorrow, I'll go straight to the hospital to see Grandpa.”

“Good, Grandpa will definitely wait for you to come back.” Mo Yaoxiong assured.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Weiyi immediately said, “Rong An, buy the earliest flight for tomorrow morning.”

Rong An however said, “Young Master Xiao has already booked the tickets for you.”

“For what time?”

“Tomorrow afternoon.”

Mo Weiyi was somewhat angry, “I want to take the earliest flight back tomorrow. Grandpa is in the hospital for emergency treatment, I'm not at ease.”

“Princess.” Rong An hesitated, “Young Master Xiao… he also has your health in mind.”

Mo Weiyi looked at him.

After a long while, she slowly said, “Rong An, did you tell him something?”

Rong An's expression remained unchanged, “Princess, actually Young Master Xiao has always known.”

“Known what?”

“Everything, he has probably known it a long time.”

Mo Weiyi: “…”

So?

Did he know that he didn't terminate the pregnancy?

If that was the case, why did he still agree to divorce me?

“When did he find out?” Mo Weiyi quickly asked again.

“This…” Rong An furrowed his brows, “I'm not quite sure.”

But Xiao Yebai, being such a meticulous man, even if he might have been deceived temporarily, would have certainly verified it afterward.

Moreover, Mo Weiyi had recently been fainting often and had been hospitalized several times. With just a little effort and some investigation, it would have been quickly discovered.

Mo Weiyi closed his eyes and suddenly felt a weariness from body to soul.

“I understand.”

“Princess…”

“You go back and rest first,” Mo Weiyi said, turning toward the bathroom, “Help me close the door.”

“Okay.” Rong An turned and left.

The door shut, but Mo Weiyi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Then he laughed out loud.

It was truly ironic.

He had always thought he had hidden it well, only to find out that Xiao Yebai knew everything all along.

Even coming to Kyoto and all the incidents he encountered here.

Everything…

Was under his control.

Mo Weiyi had difficulty sleeping in unfamiliar beds since childhood.

After the incident with Xu Xian, he was even afraid to sleep alone for several years.

The situation seemed to improve somewhat after he got pregnant, and sometimes he didn't insist that Aunt Zhou must stay in the room with him in order to fall asleep.

Because now that he was pregnant, whenever he lay in bed at night and touched his stomach with his hand, it felt like a little life was there with him…

But after arriving in Kyoto, he had not been sleeping well for two consecutive nights.

That night was filled with nightmares.

At one point, he dreamt of Ruan Qiyang, who, in the darkness, was dressed exquisitely and beautifully yet with a hysterical expression, screaming at him like a foe, “You're just a bastard I gave birth to! Why should I go looking for you? I wish you never existed! I won't let you ruin my life now!”

At another, he dreamt of Elder Mo, his murky old eyes filled with a chilling gaze as he said, “You're not our Mo Family's granddaughter! You have no right to my shares! I would rather donate all my money than leave you a penny!”

And then Xiao Yebai, who said coldly and cruelly, “You have to oppose me, don't you? Looks like you won't give up until you hit the Huang He…”

Finally, he woke up to find that it was already daylight outside.

He immediately called Mo Yaoxiong.

On the other end of the phone, Mo Yaoxiong's voice sounded somewhat tired, “Don't worry, Grandpa has been resuscitated.”

Hearing this, Mo Weiyi finally felt relieved, “I'll be taking the afternoon flight and should arrive in Nancheng by tonight.”

“Okay, safe travels.”

After breakfast, Mo Weiyi had the servants pack her luggage.

The flight was at two in the afternoon, leaving right after lunch was perfect.

At 10 a.m., the luggage was all packed, and after the servants left, Mo Weiyi took out her phone.

Just as she was about to call Assistant Ma to say goodbye, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

The servant returned, “Miss Mo, there is a visitor downstairs looking for you.”

Guest?

Mo Weiyi put down her phone and stood up to follow the servant downstairs.

When she reached the living room on the first floor, she saw the woman sitting on the sofa…

“What are you doing here?”

It was actually Ruan Qiyang.

She was wearing a lotus-colored house dress, her makeup light, her long curly hair casually loose, different from the dignified and luxurious wealthy lady of last night and the glamorous female celebrity image usually seen in public.

At this moment, she seemed unusually approachable.

Perhaps because of the smile on her face?

Mo Weiyi's expression was cold, feeling deeply sarcastic.

Compared to her, Ruan Qiyang still wore a friendly smile, “Weiyi…”

“…” Mo Weiyi was startled.

“May I call you that?”

Mo Weiyi didn't speak, just sat down coldly across from her.

Ruan Qiyang's smile remained unchanged, “Weiyi, I came to find you because I have something to say.”

“Wasn't everything said clearly yesterday?”

Mo Weiyi couldn't think of any reason for her to still seek her out.

Last night, Ruan Qiyang's undisguised disgust and annoyance towards her own daughter was blatant.

Ruan Qiyang looked towards the servant.

Mo Weiyi didn't speak.

But evidently, the servants here were well-trained, immediately turning and retreating to the servant's room.

Only when the living room was finally free of other people did Ruan Qiyang lower her head and take out a golden bank card from her exquisite black handbag, placing it on the coffee table.

“This is for you.” Her expression and tone shifted instantaneously.

Mo Weiyi watched her switch faces like an actor, her tone mocking, “Truly befitting a great star, your acting is versatile.”

Ruan Qiyang smirked and was unfazed by her sarcasm, “Just like we agreed last night, I wronged you back then but, as you know, my situation now doesn't allow for me to acknowledge you. So, consider this as compensation for the past twenty years of child support. Let us both live well henceforth.”

“Did you come specifically to make a deal with me?”

“This is two hundred million.” Ruan Qiyang swiftly interrupted her.

Even though she tried to stay composed, Mo Weiyi was visibly surprised, “Two hundred million?”

Just last night when she mentioned one hundred million, Ruan Qiyang was utterly shocked, unable to accept it.

If it weren't for her deliberate coercion and temptation, Ruan Qiyang probably wouldn't have agreed to give her one hundred million.

So how did it turn out that overnight, she voluntarily doubled the price herself?

Ruan Qiyang sighed softly, “I know you were adopted by the Nancheng Mo Family…”

Mo Weiyi interrupted her, “Who told you that?”

A flicker of emotion passed through Ruan Qiyang's eyes, then she said, “You are Nancheng Mo Family's Little Princess, it's all there online for anyone to see.”

Mo Weiyi narrowed her cat-eyes, “Really?”

She never revealed her own name; there's more than one Mo Family in Nancheng, no one told her… Mo Weiyi didn't believe it.

Ruan Qiyang didn't answer, “Anyway, this two hundred million is my compensation to you for the past twenty years.”

After finishing, she quickly changed the subject, “Actually, you should thank me. If I hadn't left you at that orphanage back then, how could you have been chosen by the Mo Family, becoming their Little Princess? You should know if you had stayed with me back then, you wouldn't have had a good life.”

After meeting Xiao Yebai yesterday, she went home and thoroughly researched all the information on the Nancheng Mo Family.

In Nancheng, they are considered one of the top families, although they initially rose to prominence through criminal activities, in recent years they had completely reformed and returned to the righteous path, with the Mo Group being a leading company in the domestic investment industry and rapidly expanding even to international markets in recent years.

That adopted son named Xiao Yebai was both handsome and perfect, with outstanding abilities, and he and Mo Weiyi had grown up together like childhood sweethearts…

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