Chapter 627: Repentance

Mo Tingshen walked out of the villa and soon saw the butler waiting not far away.

As soon as the butler caught sight of him, he subconsciously wanted to hide, but Mo Tingshen called him over.

“Remember, call the doctor over again in half an hour.”

The butler was trembling, “Young Master, why half an hour?”

Mo Tingshen’s mouth slightly curled, gradually stretching into a mocking smirk.

“Without some time, how can those legs be ruined?”

The butler looked up in shock, only to see Mo Tingshen’s silent silhouette.

Could it be!

The butler glanced towards the villa and shuffled his feet, suppressing the urge to go over at that moment.

Although he was employed by Mo Li, and had followed her for many years, the Mo Family had long been under Mo Tingshen’s control, including Mo’s business.

With Mo Tingshen’s capabilities now, destruction was but a command away.

It was likely that Mo Li would never rise again.

“Tingshen.”

Ling Wei ran out after him.

She had witnessed everything and was actually very afraid, but when she heard Mo Li recklessly shouting “bastard,” her heart could not be soft.

Mo Tingshen turned around, and Ling Wei stood five steps away from him, asking, “Will you come back here in the future?”

Mo Tingshen: “No, I have several other villas.

You and Suizhi pick one, and I’ll move you out to live there.”

“And the one inside?” Ling Wei hesitated, her gaze drifting backwards.

Mo Tingshen stated bluntly, “Fend for herself.”

As she heard the expected answer from Mo Tingshen’s own mouth, she still felt a shock to her heart.

Ling Wei glanced at the black car outside the gate, “Did Xiao Yao come with you?”

Mo Tingshen frowned, saying nothing.

“You don’t need to be tense, I won’t do anything to her.

If it’s convenient, tell her for me, when I adopted her originally, I truly cared for her and really raised her as my daughter.”

Mo Tingshen’s voice grew heavier: “Xiao Yao has always been a good child, some things are not her fault.”

“I know.”

When she was young, Ling Wei knew how despicable Mo Li was, with a constant stream of women around him that couldn’t be driven away.

They were married for business reasons, and no matter the lack of affection, she intended to live a good life after marrying.

But which woman could endure unfamiliar women appearing every so often to provoke her?

Whether she made the choice or was forced, she had seen too many lurid photos of Mo Li with various women, and learned of his romances from the mouths of those women.

Her heart had evolved from initial sadness and anger to accumulating more and more resentment.

Yet she never imagined that the brute would extend his claws to Chu Yao, targeting her beauty from the moment he adopted her.

The thought of raising her from a young age then later taking advantage, his intentions couldn’t be more vile.

“But Tingshen…” Ling Wei, with tears streaming, said, “I’m a woman, no matter how hard I try not to take it out on her, I still can’t manage to do so.”

She was powerless against Mo Li and constantly saw Chu Yao at home; how could she endure it?

Up to now, Ling Wei no longer knew whether her past outbursts, wanting to drive Chu Yao away, were from genuine loathing or her trying to protect her.

“I don’t deserve to be Xiao Yao’s mother.

I’m ashamed of being called ‘mom’ by her for over a decade and I can’t face her.

The only person she trusts is you.

If possible, please tell her for me—”

At this, Ling Wei’s mind suddenly went blank, the words she meant to say choked back and then forgotten.

She shook her head, “Anyway, why bother?

Once you leave, I don’t know when I might see you again.

Take care.”