“Did he cry?” Mo Yixuan asked.
It was clear from the worry in his eyes that he was very worried about his son.
Wang Zhi shook his head.
He didn’t hear the sounds of a child sobbing when he went by and even heard laughter inside the house.
Mo Yixuan finally relaxed and stuffed a hundred dollar bill into Wang Zhi’s hands.
He was rich enough to get the devil to do his bidding and in this village, everything could be resolved with money.
He turned and entered the room that Wang Zhi had arranged for him to stay at. This room looked… there were just no words to describe it. It was in a terrible state.
There wasn’t any paint on the wall, so he could see the mud bricks and the floor was also made of mud that had been smoothed out with a thin layer of cement. The furniture in this house was extremely simple and bare. There was only a small closet that was one-meter wide, a small desk, and a 1.4 meter old wooden bed. He could see straw spread under the wooden bed and a coir mattress with an old cotton sheet spread on top of it. He didn’t have to lie on it to know how uncomfortable it would be.
The worst part of this house was that he could hear mice squeaking throughout the house and the sounds that they made hurt his ears so much that he didn’t manage to sleep the entire night.
The living conditions were terrible but Mo Yixuan put up with it because he had finally found her. She was still alive and well in this world. She might have forgotten him and she might now be with a mute and dull-witted man, but all these didn’t diminish the excitement and happiness he felt at the thought that she was still alive.
He was certain that it would only be a matter of time before she returned to his side because of Yuan Yuan. Once she found out that Yuan Yuan was their biological son and she established a relationship with Yuan Yuan, he was sure that she would return to Ye City with both himself and Yuan Yuan. He didn’t think that the mute was much of a threat at all since he was both mute and dull-witted. He was certain that Yuan Yuan would have never fallen for such a man had she not lost her memory.
As for Ye Hao…
Ha! Ye Hao.
Mo Yixuan was no longer threatened by Ye Hao’s existence because that man had another child with Han Xue, a boy who was already two years old. He was even more reassured by the news that was released several days ago when the media reported that Ye Hao had already obtained his marriage license with Han Xue and that Han Xue had already moved into the castle some time ago.
He guessed that Ye Hao wouldn’t harass He Xiyan even if he found out that she was still alive since he didn’t have the right to do so. Thus, why would he fear Ye Hao?
Mo Yixuan no longer felt so worried at the thought that Yuan Yuan would return to his side one day and he finally relaxed.
It was one of those rare nights that he slept exceptionally well.
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Yuan Yuan peered out from his blankets in the morning and finally sat up after he rolled around in bed for a while longer.
He suddenly smacked his head when he remembered that he had an important mission to complete. He was supposed to send his father a text message but he had spent so much time talking to his mother, and his mother told him so many bedtime stories that he fell asleep and completely forgot that he was supposed to text his father.
He quickly got dressed, then ran to the stool, opened his backpack and took out the handphone that his father had purchased for him. It was a child’s phone so it could only perform a few simple functions.
He opened the mobile application just as his father had taught him to, clicked on his father’s display picture and sent three emoticons to his father.
Hmm? Why couldn’t he send the message?
Yuan Yuan looked at the red exclamation marks in surprise.
He sent several more emoticons but he wasn’t able to send any of these out.
Forget it, he wasn’t going to try any longer.
This was a terrible phone.
