Feng Qi was very much aware of her sons love for Jun ilin. To call it love was to put it simply, it was an obsessive love, the kind that was all consuming. Her son was like a baby bird that had imprinted on Jun ilin and no other woman in the world could be compared to her.
In fact, in Mo Jingzhe's eyes, outside his mother, Jun ilin was the only woman in the world, the others might as well be n.
When he was younger, Feng Qi had always worried that Jingzhe's love was unhealthy and it could lead him down a deadly path but he managed his feelings positively. He had not killed Mo Liang, not even when he saw the suffering i-i had been put through.
Feng Qi had never been comfortable with the one sided love. Like every mother, she hoped her son would fall in love and have children, raise a happy family. She also knew Jun ilin was older than Jingzhe and married to his half brother so she hoped Jingzhe would outgrow his feelings but it never happened. Sohow, Jingzhe's feelings for i-i intensified the older her grew.
So, Feng Qi had switched from hoping Jingzhe would have a change of heart to hoping Jun ilin would get a divorce.
"Is she finally getting a divorce?" She gripped Jingzhe's arm tightly, her eyes looking into his eagerly.
Mo Jingzhe nodded excitedly. "Yes, she is divorcing. Not only is she divorcing but she is taking Mingzhu. Mingzhu is already calling dad."
Feng Qi let go of her son's arm and she broke into a high pitched scream that startled so of the servants. It had been a while since they last saw the madam this excited.
"I am getting a grandchild." she turned around and announced to the servants.
The servants that had never seen their young master being intimate with any woman were surprised. Many of them could accurately recall the day Miss Luo Ning from the house next door had tried to hug their young master at the madam's sixty third birthday party. The young master had heartlessly kicked Miss Luo Ning into the swimming pool. Ever since then, all the young won in the neighborhood took a turn when they saw the young master coming. So, where had this grandchild co from?
Nevertheless, it was not in their place to ask questions so they just smiled.
"Congratulations madam Qi." one by one, they said the sa thing and put on the sa smiled.
"Let's go, I want to et Mingzhu. I can finally see the real thing instead of the pictures and videos you send ." She paused and turned around to look at her personal maid He Yan. "Yan, what eting gifts do you think I should take for my grand daughter and grand daughter-in-law?"
She did not want to go empty handed, she wanted to make a good lasting impression and prove to i-i that she was different from Mrs. Sun that awful mother-in-law.
Yan responded imdiately. "It depends on their age and tastes madam."
"Wait, mother you are moving too fast." Mo Jingzhe intervened.
He halted her excitent and told her about all the things that had transpired from the mont of Mo Liang's return to moving into the new house. He left out his suspicions that she had blown up the old house. When she finished the story, madam Qi was steaming with fury that invisible smoke was coming out of her head.
"Beast, Mo Liang is a beast." she growled out. "Yan, give my phone."
The phone was delivered and them madam Qi deleted every picture of the national space baby from her phone. Not just him but his mother Tang Yue as well. In the kitchen, there was a television high on the wall next to the spice cabinet.
An entertainnt show was discussing the national space baby.
"Turn that crap off, burn all the national space baby rchandise I bought today and I do not want anyone to ntion that baby in this house again." she ordered.
The servants were caught off guard, those that had not eavesdropped on the conversation between mother and son anyway. Just one hour ago, madam Qi was buying VIP tickets to et the national space baby with her friends and now she abhorred the baby. What had changed?
"Pack up your luggage, we are all moving to the number one mansion where my daughter-in-law lives." Madam Qi declared suddenly. "When we get there, you should all behave. If you offend my daughter-in-law or grand daughter-in-law I will fire you imdiately. Also, you should know what to say and what not to say."
Mo Jingzhe's jaw dropped. "Mom, what do you an by moving in?"
"i-i needs help, I am bringing help." Feng Qi inford him.
She turned around, heading to her bedroom to pack up.
"Mother, wait." Jingzhe run after her. "I told her that I am an intern and I am renting. How can I show up with servants and you? What...."
"Who said an intern should have a poor mother?" Feng Qi snorted. "You are poor, I don't have to be. Why are you trying to intervene? I won't make her serve as a daughter-in-law, it is not my intention to make her uncomfortable. I will find another excuse to stay in the house so that I can ease both of your lives. If I leave this courtship up to you, I won't see a wedding until I am one hundred fifty years old."
Mo Jingzhe followed his mother all the way to her bedroom and then the door was shut in his face. He looked at the ti on his watch and grimaced. Too much ti had been spent here, he needed to rush back to the house.
He rushed out and flew back to i-i's house. When he was entering, i-i and Mingzhu were also coming down the stairs.
"Sorry for the delay, I bumped into so trouble on the way." he apologized as he rushed into the kitchen.
He washed his hands speedily and started working on dinner with Mingzhu who was waiting for her mother to give them privacy so that she could receive her candy.
i-i knew what Mingzhu was up to and she planned to watch the duo like a hawk but the door bell rung. As the caras had not been activated, she could not see who was outside.
"Are you expecting anyone?" she asked Jingzhe.
He smiled nervously. "It might be my mother, I told her that we need help cleaning up and she offered to help out." He lowered his eyes and pinched his fingers nervously. "Sorry i-i, I should have talked to you first before ntioning it to her. I was just worried when I saw you working so hard just after coming back from the hospital. If you don't like my mother, you can send her away."
[Host, your green tea man needs reassurance, hurry, tell him its okay.
Failure: Death by lightning strike.
Reward: A robot butler.]
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