Chapter 327: The Biggest Regret is Adopting Her

The knocking on the door stopped.

The brief silence was shattered by another round of intense banging.

Madam Mo’s voice was both angry and panicked, tinged with a hint of crying, “Suizhi, stop messing around and throw her out now!

That vixen, you can’t outplay her!”

“Mom!”

Mo Suizhi was truly annoyed, he urgently said, “How can you insult her like that when she has called you ‘mom’ since she was young?!”

“The thing I regret most in my life is that I chose her from the orphanage!”

“Stop talking!”

Mo Suizhi turned to look at Chu Yao, who was also looking at him, but he dared not meet her eyes.

It was all because he had been weak since childhood.

Afraid that he wouldn’t live long, his parents, after hearing a freeloading Taoist priest, took his horoscope.

The next day, the priest visited again, saying his fate was that of a rare child spirit and all he needed was to find someone with a matching fate to neutralize it.

Put simply, it was to find a living person to take his disasters.

This sounded utterly improbable, and no one would believe it over medical science, but his parents firmly believed the Taoist priest and went through great trouble to find Chu Yao and adopt her.

For the sake of reputation and appearances, they gave her the status of the second young miss of the Mo Family.

Three years ago, during that car accident, Chu Yao was almost not saved.

Mo Suizhi then remembered the Taoist priest’s words, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

He took Chu Yao and ran away, but…

He clenched his teeth hard, “Mom, with your attitude, I won’t let Xiao Yao meet you.”

“Suizhi!

You won’t listen to me now either?”

“That depends on…”

A hand pressed down on his shoulder.

Chu Yao was standing behind him, reaching out her hand, “The remote control.”

Mo Suizhi immediately stepped back.

She stood still, “Give it to me.”

“Xiao Yao,”

“The remote control.” She repeated, her eyebrows knitting with impatience.

Mo Suizhi had no choice but to hand her the remote control.

Chu Yao stared at several buttons, her fingertips hovering over them for a long time before she finally pressed one.

A pang of sadness crossed the bottom of Mo Suizhi’s eyes.

In just three years, Chu Yao was almost out of touch with modern technology; she didn’t even know that the door could be opened without a remote control, as it wasn’t locked from the inside.

As soon as the door opened, Madam Mo stormed in, her eyes red, glaring fiercely at Chu Yao.

Her gaze hadn’t even reached Chu Yao’s face when she opened her mouth to speak, suddenly a stifled groan came from her throat.

Chu Yao struck her neck with a hand-chop, knocking Madam Mo unconscious.

As she fell forward, Chu Yao pushed her, just right into the hands of two servants who followed in.

“Take your madam back to her room.”

Mo Suizhi quickly calmed himself down and gestured to the two servants seeking his advice to take Madam Mo away.

“Dilly-dallying, such a hassle.”

Chu Yao tossed the remote control back to Mo Suizhi.

She hadn’t touched the food on the coffee table, especially the sweet and sour pork ribs; even the sauce was untouched.

She walked to the window, then turned around, “Got a cigarette?”

Mo Suizhi was slightly bewildered, “I don’t smoke.”

Chu Yao looked at him mockingly, “Oh, right, you’ve always been the good Baby.”

“If you want to smoke, I can have someone bring some in for you.”

She was about to say no when her gaze inadvertently dropped and she caught sight of Mo Tingshen standing right below the window.

Her expression faltered.

He stood by the lake, hands hanging at his sides, fingertips holding a cigarette.

It seemed like he hadn’t smoked in a long while, the ash extended longer before falling into the water, causing a small ripple that quickly disappeared.

The water’s surface reflected the dark shadows of a few weeping willows.

And the man’s elongated shadow at his feet.