The two people guarding outside the door were shocked when they had seen Mo Boyuan, who was wearing a gloomy expression on his face.
“Boss?”
“Young Master Mo?”
How could the two people guarding outside the door not hear what was happening inside? The truth was—they even knew Mo Boyuan had almost killed that woman just now.
“Where’s the Director?”
Doctor Li hurriedly answered, “The Director is not in today. He has a meeting in the neighboring city and will only be back tomorrow.”
Mo Boyuan didn’t continue to speak. He waited until he got into his car and then dialed a number. “Keep an eye out for the Shen family.”
“Understood, Boss!” the person on the other side of the phone responded.
Mo Boyuan’s men must acquire all info on everyone in the Shen family. No matter what they had done, whom they had met and interacted with, or what they had blurted out. That was all the info they had to obtain when scouting the Shen family.
Mo Boyuan had always suspected that there was something wrong with the Shen family. On top of what Shen Peiyi had said, it had confirmed his suspicion. As for Shen Peiyi, he wouldn’t have let her off naturally. No matter how stubborn she was, he would have to have her mouth pried open.
“Are we going back to the old mansion now, Boss?”
“No, let’s head to Yunyu Tixiang.”
“Yes, Sir.”
At the same time, in the old mansion—”Ningning, your mommy is working the night shift tonight. You’ll be staying here for the night. Grandma will keep you company, alright?”
“Grandma, I’ll have dinner with you tomorrow. But right now, I’m going to Jiang Tingxu’s home.”
Mrs. Mo was very reluctant. “But your mommy is still at work and won’t be back tonight. Will you be sleeping alone then?”
Uh…
“I’m not afraid. I’m a man. I’m not scared of sleeping alone. Moreover, Aunt Huahua will be there with me.”
Previously in the afternoon, Mo Zhining was brought back to the old mansion by Huahua from the kindergarten. Now that Huahua was back, he was even less scared.
Seeing that her little grandson couldn’t be persuaded, Mrs. Mo could only give up. “Then should Grandma call Uncle Jin to send you over?”
“Yes, that’s great.” Mo Zhining was pretty familiar with Uncle Jin.
…
Twenty minutes later, the father and son duo had gotten up to their floor almost at the same pace. When Mo Boyuan walked out of the elevator, he saw an old man and a kid standing not far away.
“Little Master, Grandpa Jin is going to stay here with you.” He couldn’t be at ease letting a preschooler staying at home alone.
Mo Zhining was about to refuse when he saw Mo Boyuan’s figure. He instantly dashed over. “Daddy, Daddy!”
Mo Boyuan caught him. “What are you doing here?”
“What is Daddy doing here?”
Mo Boyuan’s gaze shifted to the person beside him. “Uncle Jin?”
“Ahem, Little Master doesn’t want to spend the night in the old mansion, and he’s been making a fuss about wanting to come here. I was worried about him being alone. Now that Young Master you’re here, I’ll be heading back.”
Since Mo Zhining’s biological father was here, what was there to be worried about?
Mo Boyuan immediately felt the kiddo in his arms tug at his arm. He looked down and saw Mo Zhining’s expectant and pleading eyes.
“Okay, Uncle Jin. Be careful on the road,” replied Mo Boyuan.
Did his daddy agree to let him say? Sure enough, Mo Zhining was much relieved and in joy.
After Uncle Jin left, the Mo Zhining had urged, “Daddy, open the door already!”
Mo Boyuan was tongue-tied for a second before he had unlocked the door.
“Geez, Daddy. It’s that way!”
Mo Boyuan had heard his son’s chattering voice. “Your mommy isn’t home, so you’re staying here tonight. If you make any more trouble, I’ll send you back to the old mansion.”
As he heard his daddy’s words, Mo Zhining had gone quiet in an instant. It didn’t make much difference if he were to spend the night at his daddy’s—yes, he could do it!
Mo Boyuan carried the kiddo into the house and put him down on the floor. “Have you washed up?”
Mo Zhining nodded obediently. “Yes, I did.”
“Go to bed and behave well. Don’t cause any trouble, do you understand?”
