Chapter 557: Chu Yao is Asking Him for Help

When Mo Tingshen came back up, Mo Li was no longer in her original spot.

He took the cup into the study, and indeed, Mo Li was inside.

They chatted for a while before Mo Tingshen left.

Just as he returned to his room, Chu Yao called.

He spoke with her, changed his clothes, and before taking a bath, he let her know and placed his phone on the bed.

After he finished bathing and came out, the call was still ongoing.

“Go to sleep, I’ll leave the speaker on.”

Mo Tingshen remembered that that night, Chu Yao didn’t say anything on the phone; even her breathing was very light, suppressed, indiscernible whether she was crying or not.

Now that he thought about it, she must have encountered something terrifying that night.

Perhaps, it was then that Mo Li developed feelings for her.

She was seeking his help.

But Mo Tingshen didn’t take it seriously and still left her at the Mo Family.

After that encounter, it became difficult to see Chu Yao again.

She made a lot of friends and often came back in the middle of the night.

A few times, he waited until late night, unable to restrain himself, he scolded her.

At that time, Chu Yao didn’t say a word to him, just gave him a cold look.

Later on, she lived at school during her high school years and never came back during the holidays.

And then later…

The word “Brother,” coming from her mouth, really had been absent for a long time.

Mo Tingshen’s brief distraction was really just a few breaths back and forth, as Chu Yao still looked at him, insisting on eating shrimp.

“No.”

Chu Yao’s mouth corners pressed down, “You’re controlling me again.”

“I’m being responsible for you.”

“Responsible for me?”

Chu Yao murmured, looking at him with a smile, her eyes filled with a frosty coldness, “Don’t you think it’s a little late?”

Mo Tingshen subconsciously frowned.

Seeing his discomfort, Chu Yao’s mood actually got better, the curvature of her smiling lips even higher, “Go cook it, but make less, I can’t eat much.”

Couldn’t he eat what she was unable to finish?

Wasn’t he an injured person now, too?

Before leaving, Mo Tingshen only said, “Be good, and once you get better, I’ll make it for you again.”

Chu Yao cocked her lip, with an indifferent attitude.

Two ribs, how long would she need to heal?

…

Today Ye Wanting was settling her salary, and first thing in the morning, she came to tell Nan Jiaojiao.

Wanting to treat her to dinner in the evening, Nan Jiaojiao agreed.

Remembering that Ye Wanting’s return to Minglun was arranged with Lu Zhenzhen’s help, she decided to invite her as well.

After class in the afternoon, Nan Jiaojiao and Ye Wanting left together.

She called Bo Yanching to let him know.

As it happened, Bo Yanching had some social engagement to attend, not necessarily in person.

Since they couldn’t have dinner together, he asked Han Chuan to handle the arrangements, and told her to call him after she finished eating.

Nan Jiaojiao dutifully agreed, just as she was putting her phone away, a commotion erupted at the school gate, where crowds had gathered tight as water.

“Jiaojiao, shall we take a detour?” Ye Wanting wasn’t one to seek excitement; the restaurant she had booked was very popular, and dining required waiting in line, which she had managed to snag a reservation for with great difficulty.

Nan Jiaojiao never resisted when it came to food and agreed as well.

But somehow, suddenly many people started looking in their direction.

“Jiaojiao, go take a look, someone at the gate is looking for you,” said two girls from her class running over to her.

Nan Jiaojiao was puzzled and didn’t move; suddenly a car drove through the school gate.

A convertible filled with roses, Han Qi stepped out from amidst the flowers, his left wrist wrapped in gauze, hanging behind his neck.

In the middle of winter, his arm injury would be unnoticed if he kept quiet, but he chose to present himself as a severely injured patient, known by all.

Han Qi held a sign as tall as a person next to him, glanced at Nan Jiaojiao, then shouted at the top of his lungs, “Someone come quick, come see the faithless woman!!!”