Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“You’re going to F City to look for Qiao Mianmian?” This sentence seemed to have angered Madam Mo. She raised her voice and said angrily, “Why are you still looking for her? She’s already in a scandal with another man, why are you still worried about her?
“Ah Si, are you possessed? She’s so restless, and you’re still thinking about her. Come back immediately, I won’t allow you to look for her!”
Mo Yesi’s expression darkened. “Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? She’s not a restless woman. I already said that it was just a misunderstanding. I’ll explain it to you when I’m back. I know my wife best.”
Madam Mo looked as if she was about to die from anger. “Misunderstanding? There’s no smoke without fire. Why does everyone else have so few misunderstandings, but she has so many? It’s all because of her own restlessness that she provoked so many men.
“As her husband, aren’t you angry when you see these types of news? Also, since she’s married into the Mo family, she should have left the entertainment industry on her own accord. How can the daughter-in-law of the Mo family be a lowly actress?
“But look at you, you’re actually supporting her? Mo Yesi, are you really possessed by a third-rate actress? Do you not know what you’re doing?”
Upon hearing the word “actress,” Mo Yesi’s anger rose. “I’m going to say it one last time. Mom, you gave birth to me after 10 months of hard work. Not only did you give birth to me, but you also raised me. So I love you, respect you, and treat you as a very important family member.
“But this doesn’t mean that you can insult my wife.” Mo Yesi’s expression darkened as he clenched his fists. “Because you’re my mother, I’ll tolerate you for the last time. If you’re going to be like this in the future, then don’t blame me for doing something unfilial.”
Madam Mo was practically yelling. “Y-You’re threatening me? Mo Yesi, how dare you threaten your mom! I’m doing all of this for your own good. You don’t even know what you’re doing now.”
“Mom, if you insist on saying this, we might not be able to communicate anymore. The plane is about to take off. That’s it, don’t call me again.”
With that, Mo Yesi hung up the phone under Madam Mo’s angry yelling.
Madam Mo called again.
Mo Yesi looked down and hung up.
In less than three seconds, Madam Mo called again.
This time, not only did Mo Yesi hang up, he even blacklisted her number.
“Hello, passengers. Welcome…”
The sweet voice of the flight attendant rang out. One of the flight attendants walked over to Mo Yesi and looked down at him. “Mister, the plane is about to take off. Please turn off the electronics.”
Mo Yesi looked down at the WeChat message Bai Yusheng sent him 40 minutes ago. After reading it word by word, he closed his cell phone.
Bai Yusheng said that Qiao Mianmian was safe and sound in her room.
Nothing happened.
As for why she didn’t reply to his messages or pick up his calls, he could ask her himself.
The moment he knew that Qiao Mianmian was safe, Mo Yesi finally relaxed.
All his anxiety and fear vanished.