Chapter 501: He Hit Mo Jingshen with the Rosewood-made Crutch
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
There were a lot of people present, including many servants of the Mo family, so Ji Nuan could not ask much. She withdrew her eyes, pushed Grandfather Mo to the table, and sat down.
“Grandpa, don’t get too angry. Don’t be angry with us, young people. Take care of yourself.” After helping Grandfather Mo to the table, Ji Nuan motioned for the servant to serve.
The kitchen had prepared dinner and was waiting for Grandfather Mo.
Ji Nuan thought Mo Peilin and her daughter would come to dinner together, but the servant who went to call them came back alone, saying, “They said they ate some food this afternoon and are not hungry now, so they’re not going to come to dinner tonight.”
Grandfather Mo didn’t say anything but beckoned Ji Nuan to sit beside him with a smile.
Grandfather Mo always liked to have a few sips of wine with his meal, but he wasn’t well enough to drink. Seeing that he really wanted to drink, Uncle Ou decided to bring a jar of aged medicinal wine to Grandfather Mo. Medicinal wine was good for the health. He shouldn’t have a problem if he did not drink too much.
Ji Nuan was not in a hurry to sit down. She avoided Mo Jingshen’s gaze and quickly followed Uncle Ou out to help.
Seeing Ji Nuan following him out, Uncle Ou smiled and picked a jar of medicinal wine. “How heavy can this small jar of wine be? I can take it myself. Do you have anything to ask me following me out?”
Ji Nuan smiled. “Uncle Ou, I came out to help you.”
Uncle Ou smiled but didn’t ask her anymore. He said as he walked back with her, “I know what you want to ask. Three years ago, you didn’t see Master in the end. After you flew to London, Mr. Mo didn’t explain what on earth happened between you two but only said the divorce was his decision, he forced you to leave China, and you were not to blame, and that even if you refused to see Master, it was not your fault. Master, in a rage, hit Mr. Mo hard on the back with his crutch, which was made of rosewood, hard and tough. He hit Mr. Mo so hard that his crutch broke. You can see how hard he hit him…”
Ji Nuan suddenly stopped her steps.
“I tried to stop Master, but I failed to stop him. Master was so angry, and Mr. Mo took all the blame on himself. He just stood there, explaining nothing nor dodging. Master hit him on the back so hard, but he didn’t even frown. In the end, the crutch broke, and the Master sat down exhausted. When Mr. Mo left, I saw the back of his shirt was all wet. I think his back must be all black and blue…”
Ji Nuan lowered her eyes and felt as if her heart had been stung by something.
Mo Jingshen’s back had scars left from Cambodia and Los Angeles, and even if the scars had healed, he wouldn’t be able to withstand the damage. If he was hit three years ago, then it was only months after his wounds had healed. If Grandfather Mo hit him on the back with his crutch, those especially serious old wounds would certainly burst open. His shirt was dyed wet, which means the wounds did open.
She could imagine the piercing pain.
Uncle Ou sighed again. “Master had never hit him before, but because of you, he hit him so hard that even his crutch broke… alas…”
Ji Nuan stopped at the door of the front hall. Uncle Ou had said what he wanted to say. He pondered and didn’t say anymore nor urge her to go in. He carried the wine into the front hall.
Ji Nuan was a little lost.
She couldn’t help thinking of the past Mo Jingshen who said the trust was the foundation of marriage, and he would never ever divorce her, but in the end, he pushed her away, claiming that the past Mo Jingshen who gave her that promise had died.
So, he was no longer the man she loved, the man who was willing to die for her, the man who didn’t hesitate to kill to protect her in Cambodia.
He said he had died in that car accident.
Even though she didn’t want to believe it, she gradually persuaded herself to believe it in the last three years.
He was just a man who had the same face as the past Mo Jingshen.
That was all.
But Uncle Ou told her that three years ago, after she left, Mo Jingshen took a beating from Grandfather Mo and admitted that he had forced her away.
Ji Nuan stared blankly at the brightly lit front hall when Yan Ge came back from outside. Seeing Ji Nuan standing there like a statue, he raised his hand and shook it before her eyes. “Sister Nuan? What’s wrong with you? What are you doing here? Are you feeding mosquitoes?”
Ji Nuan came back from her reverie and took a look at him. “Where have you been?”
“I went to check the gate of this mansion to get familiar with the environment here so that if there is anything wrong, I can take you to evacuate at any time. Isn’t this the duty of the bodyguard?”
“There won’t be anything wrong. It’s safe here. You don’t have to do that. Take a rest.”
“Oh? You sound quite familiar with this place? Are you really Mrs. Mo… Aren’t you single, Sister Nuan?”
The corner of Ji Nuan’s mouth twitched. She pushed Yan Ge into the front hall and told him to have dinner. This tall young man with a crew cut said “Alas,” and finally went in. Glancing in, Ji Nuan turned and descended the steps. Feeling suffocated, she wanted to go out to get some fresh air.
She had just walked into the tree shades at the back of the hall when she heard a voice that sounded familiar. Ji Nuan stopped and hid instinctively behind a large trunk.
“Don’t you see it? That Ji Nuan has come back! I had thought that she had nothing to do with the Mo family any longer, but she has come back again as soon as Grandfather Mo was discharged from the hospital!” Mo Peilin lowered her voice. “Didn’t you see that outside the front hall, Grandfather Mo had been taking Ji Nuan’s hand as if she was still his granddaughter-in-law!”
“Mother, you pulled me out just to peep Ji Nuan?” Mo Jiaxue lowered her voice too, still in that timid and self-abased tone.
“I’m just trying to remind you. That Ji Nuan surely doesn’t have friendly intentions. Did you forget why we live in the Mo family? Did we just come to find shelter for several more years? Who knows how long Grandfather Mo can live? If he dies, we can’t live here any longer.” Mo Peilin muttered, “Jingshen hasn’t been back for a long time. Now he came back to the Mo family yesterday because Grandfather Mo left the hospital. I told you to go to his room last night and get a chance to talk with him, but you darn girl just didn’t listen to me. Now, you see what happened? Ji Nuan came today! If you continue to be so useless, Jingshen will be snatched away by that woman again…”