Mo Zhi widened his eyes in shock and looked at the divorce agreement with an expression of disbelief.
Then he clenched his fists tightly.
The divorce agreement had clearly listed the clauses with the asset distribution:
As he read, Mo Zhi got furious.
It simply meant that all of the Mo family’s assets would belong to Mo Xicheng, whereas he would only have a small apartment.
Growing up in the Mo family, he had always thought that these things would be his one day, but now this had become but an illusion and a joke.
He, Mo Zhi, would ultimately have nothing to his name.
Nothing!
At this thought, he gripped the divorce document tightly, his eyes boring hatefully into Mo Hai.
In that instant, Mo Hai seemed to wake from his dream and frantically yelled, “Li Shu!”
Then he looked up instantly.
He looked lost and confused as his gaze fell on Mo Zhi. As though realizing something, he patted his own chest.
He had been dreaming. In his dream, Li Shu was walking along a road and got killed by a car, leaving him alone forever.
Fortunately, it had only been a dream and not reality.
Mo Hai sighed in relief. Suddenly, he came to some sort of realization and asked, “Mo Zhi, why are you here?”
Having said this, he noticed that the man was holding the divorce agreement in his hand.
Mo Hai’s pupils shrank back as he reached out in an attempt to snatch the document back from Mo Zhi, asking, “Why are you looking at that?”
However, Mo Zhi immediately drew his hand back, holding the document tightly in his grip.
He stared at Mo Hai angrily and asked, “Why? I should be asking you why! What’s the meaning of this divorce agreement?”
Mo Hai frowned and said with a deep growl, “These are my assets, I distribute them as I wish. What objections should you have?”
Mo Zhi asked him, “What about me?”
Mo Hai cast his gaze down and said, “Mo Zhi, when you were Li Shu’s son and he wasn’t, we hadn’t planned on giving him anything. And now that your positions have swapped, I’m giving you an apartment, and whatever basic necessities you need, what more do you want? I’ve done everything humanly possible to give you a leg up.”
“What are you talking about? You’re my father, whatever’s yours is mine! Why can’t you give them to me rather than him?! Even if my mother isn’t Li Shu, am I not your own child?!”
Mo Hai frowned and said, “You are my son. That’s why I’m doing this. You—”
“I don’t care, I’m not asking for much. I’m only asking for half of what you own! I want an equal share!”
“No way!”
“Why not?!” Mo Zhi shouted. He raised his voice further, “I’m your son too! How could you treat me this way? You have to give me an equal share!”
“I said no! Over my dead body! My assets will go to Mo Xicheng, that goes without saying.”
