Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“…??”
Nian Xiaomu raised her head and before she could ask what was wrong with Yu Yuehan, she realized that her grandfather’s gaze had shifted from Mo Yongheng to her.
Her nerves, which had just relaxed, instantly tensed up again.
Pursing her lips, she cleverly changed the subject. “Grandfather, you’ve been sitting outside for so long. Shall I wheel you back to your room to rest?”
She had just gone forward to grab onto the handle of his wheelchair when Mo Chengxian raised his hand to gesture for her to wait a moment.
He then looked up slowly at Mo Yongheng.
“Elderly head.” Mo Yongheng went forward without any hesitation and stood before him.
Mo Chengxian’s eyes sized him up.
It had been three years.
He had been unconscious most of the time because of his illness, but it did not mean that he felt nothing at all.
Every time he woke up, the only person by his side had been Mo Yongheng.
People always say that having a son helps when one ages. But, amongst two of his sons, one had died and the other had turned monstrous and heartless. In the end, the only one who was by his side and had swallowed grievances for three years was this child who had no blood ties with him.
One’s feelings are always nurtured and accumulated over time.
Given Mo Chengxian’s wisdom, how could he have not thought of the fact that if Mo Yongheng really had a bit of ambition towards the Mo Family, the Mo Corporation would have easily gone into his hands during these three years.
On the contrary, it was now safely in the hands of his precious granddaughter.
This child, Yongheng, was someone he had watched grow up and grew to like from the bottom of his heart, which was why he treated him as his biological grandson.
If the two children could get together, he would be able to rest assured even if he died now.
But, his Xinxin was right. Yongheng was an individual himself who had his own thoughts and feelings.
When it came to matters of the heart, he could not be that dictatorial.
With his hands grabbing tightly onto the armrest of the wheelchair, Mo Chengxian spoke with a pause between each word, “Yongheng… tell me… are you willing to… marry Xinxin?”
“…”
Once Mr. Mo’s words landed, everyone’s gaze turned to Mo Yongheng swiftly.
Even Zheng Yan who was hidden at one corner had her eyes widened as she stared at him.
For some reason, she was suddenly nervous about his answer.
It was as if her exams were nearing and she suddenly found her mind blank and unable to recall anything, and couldn’t even find the exam venue…
When she suddenly realized what she was thinking, she secretly despised herself in her heart.
Mr. Mo was asking Mo Yongheng if he was willing, not her, so what was she feeling nervous about?
If only he had asked her.
She would have answered for him without any hesitation… but, what would she answer?
That he was unwilling?
Right, she would say he was unwilling to!
As for the reason for this answer, Zheng Yan’s explanation would be that Nian Xiaomu already had Yu Yuehan in her heart and even had a daughter with him. They were the ones who were meant to be together, nobody should break up their relationship.
At the thought of this, Zheng Yan raised her head to look at Mo Yongheng.
He should probably be thinking the same too, right?
That’s why he would definitely reject Mr. Mo’s suggestion. As long as Mo Yongheng and Nian Xiaomu both disagreed, no matter how much Mr. Mo wanted them to be together, he could not possibly force them by trapping them together and sending them into the bridal chamber.
Just the thought of this made Zheng Yan slightly more assured, although she wasn’t sure why.
She just stared blankly at Mo Yongheng, waiting for him to answer.
Zheng Yan was definitely not the only one who was feeling nervous.
Both Yu Yuehan and Nian Xiaomu were staring intently at Mo Yongheng.
Other than Mr. Mo, everyone here was clearly aware of Nian Xiaomu and Yu Yuehan’s relationship. If Mo Yongheng was willing to reject this, it would be doing the two a huge favor!
