Hearing Qin Qin’s words, Mo Yunchen’s thin lips lifted slightly, instantly brightening his mood.
Seeing the man beside her no longer grim, she shook her head, "Right, why did you come?"
"I came to celebrate your graduation."
Though Qin Qin merely responded with an "oh," she felt extremely comfortable and happy inside.
On the day of the college entrance exam, Mo Yunchen accompanied her for a long time, only leaving when it got dark.
When he left, he asked her to prepare to come to Jingdu City after some time and told her that he needed to go abroad for a while.
Qin Qin felt reluctant to part and empathized with the man known as Mo Yunchen; seeing him busy yet coming all the way from Jingdu City just to celebrate her graduation, she tiptoed, wrapped her arms around Mo Yunchen’s neck, and pressed her delicate lips onto his.
Mo Yunchen responded passionately, and finally, he murmured a sentence by Qin Qin’s ear, audible only to them both.
"I want to devour you right now."
Qin Qin glared at him coyly.
Jingdu City, Jing Residence.
Jing Zhilei was in high spirits as she sat at the dining table; with Jing Zhimei in a bad mood lately, her own spirits naturally lifted.
On the second floor, Jing Zhimei, dressed beautifully in a white chiffon long dress and carrying the latest designer bag, walked down the stairs with elegance, her face delicate and charming though her expression fell short.
Jing Zhilei turned her head to look at Jing Zhimei descending the stairs, her smile laced with mockery, "Wow, weren’t you about to marry into the Mo Family and become Mo Yunchen’s wife? Why has Mo Yunchen abandoned you? How pitiful! After shamelessly following him for so many years, in the end, he doesn’t even give you a glance. So pitiful!"
The harsh sound of her five-centimeter heels came to a stop as Jing Zhimei lifted her head and stared blankly at Jing Zhilei, "You’re very free!"
Her faint voice held a bloodthirsty chill, causing Jing Zhilei to purse her lips and snort coldly.
Jing Zhimei resumed walking, heading outside.
She wanted to find Mo Yunchen. Having just arrived at Mo Corporation, she was told Mo Yunchen had gone abroad. Jing Zhimei clenched her fists, turned, and left. Had he taken the medicine? He must have, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to go abroad. It must be her medicine that is working!
Jing Zhimei lifted the corners of her mouth and quickly returned home.
Old Madam Jing was leisurely pruning garden branches, the servants by her side supporting her. Old Madam Jing’s aged face bore a satisfied smile.
Jing Zhimei approached Old Madam Jing with a smile, "Grandma."
Old Madam Jing put down her scissors and beckoned lovingly to Jing Zhimei, "Come, Zhiyue girl."
Jing Zhimei went behind Old Madam Jing and massaged her shoulders coquettishly, "Grandma, how are you feeling today?"
Old Madam Jing patted Jing Zhimei’s hand, "Good, grandma feels very good today. Why did you come back? Is everything fine with the Divine Doctor Sect?"
Jing Zhimei sat down next to Old Madam Jing with a hesitant expression, "Grandma, I..."
Seeing her granddaughter’s hesitation, Old Madam Jing smiled, "You’ve come to Grandma because of that boy Mo Yunchen."
Jing Zhimei nodded, "Grandma, even though Grandpa Mo had promised... why until now..."
Old Madam Jing’s expression darkened, "There’s such a matter? Grandma will inquire about it right away. That boy from the Mo family has delayed you for so many years; you are Jing Family’s daughter, not someone they can delay!"
Saying this, Old Madam Jing pulled out her phone and called Mo Cang. Jing Zhimei’s lips curled up in a shy, nervous, and expectant manner.
Old Madam Jing asked the question on Jing Zhimei’s mind, "Old Man Mo, my granddaughter..."
Jing Zhimei listened attentively as Old Madam Jing’s expression suddenly turned grave. She glanced at Jing Zhimei, who was waiting expectantly, and then Old Madam Jing stood up and walked to the side to speak softly.
Jing Zhimei wanted to step forward but hesitated, not daring to do so.
More than ten minutes later, Old Madam Jing sat down with a cold expression, "Zhiyue, it’s best to forget about that boy from the Mo Family! From now on, Grandma will find someone better for you."
Jing Zhimei, anxious, grasped Old Madam Jing’s hand, "Grandma, what happened? Why, I don’t want to, I only want Yunchen, I’ve loved him for so many years, I won’t give up."
From the first time they met, she was destined to love only him for her whole life. How could she possibly like anyone else?
"Sigh, Zhiyue, your Grandpa Mo said that the marriage agreement between you two is annulled!"
Jing Zhimei gasped in shock, her eyes tearing up as she shook her head, "How? Impossible?"
"Oh, Zhiyue, tell Grandma, did you make a poison and pass it off as an antidote to Mo Yunchen?" Old Madam Jing’s face darkened as she stared intently at Jing Zhimei.
Jing Zhimei’s complexion changed drastically, her lips trembling, her face turning pale, "I... I only... that medicine should..."