CHAPTER 243: CHAPTER 206

Watching and watching, I couldn’t help but pinch the little girl’s chubby face...

Intoxicated and passed out, Lan Tian slept restlessly, feeling something constantly bothering her face. Annoyed, she furrowed her brows and twisted her head, trying to shake off the irritating object on her face.

Seeing the girl getting impatient, Mo Junhua withdrew his hand, stared at Lan Tian for a few seconds, and then left with satisfaction.

...

After taking a break, Chunhua felt much better and thought about the issue Sanwa had asked about, intending to give Chun Mei a few hints, so she went to Chun Mei’s room.

Chun Mei showed no expression upon seeing her.

"Fourth sister, I’m leaving soon, you..." Chun Lan hoped Chun Mei would confess herself.

"Did you mention it to Grandma Sun and the others?" Hearing Chunhua was leaving, Chun Mei became anxious and hastily interrupted her.

Chunhua felt so stifled, worried about being scolded by Sanwa for her part, yet here she was still concerned about things that didn’t belong to her, anger rising from her heart.

"If you want to talk about it, say it yourself, I am too ashamed to say such things."

Furious, she left, and the money originally prepared for their parents, Chunhua didn’t want her to take it either; with her greedy temperament, it was uncertain whether the money would even reach their parents.

Mo Junhua stepped out and saw Chunhua with a face full of rage, exiting from Chun Mei’s room and looked towards it before walking outside.

Chunhua, feeling guilty upon seeing him, averted her gaze, thought for a moment, and then followed him out.

"Come on, I’ll take you back to the hospital."

The two went to say goodbye to Grandma Sun and the others.

"Why are you leaving so soon? You’ve just arrived not long ago, stay a few more days. You can chat more with Tiantian at home," said Grandma Sun.

Chunhua, being obedient, made Grandma Sun and Zhao Li reluctant to let her go, urging her to stay.

"These past few days have been busy at the hospital, and I couldn’t make time to come here. Today, I took leave from the hospital. I’ll visit again when I get the chance."

With Chunhua saying this, Grandma Sun and the others felt it was not right to insist she stay. They then looked towards Mo Junhua, their eyes clearly asking, "Sanwa, you aren’t leaving, are you?"

Having just returned, Grandma Sun and the others hoped Mo Junhua would stay at home longer, but the military isn’t like other places, and Mo Junhua had duties to attend to. Grandma Sun and Zhao Li wouldn’t hold him back, but were just worried about Lan Tian.

Mo Junhua’s eyebrows lifted in a smile, "Grandma, aunt, I’m not leaving. I will stay at home for a few days."

Hearing Mo Junhua say this, Grandma Sun and Zhao Li finally sighed in relief, their smiles growing broader, and they carefully advised the two to be careful on the road, watching until they could no longer see the car before returning inside.

"Take good care of yourself at the hospital, don’t worry about home affairs, I’m here! Chun Mei is already a mother; she needs to take responsibility for her own actions. Take it easy and look after yourself," Mo Junhua advised Chunhua as he dropped her at the hospital’s main gate.

Chunhua nodded, "Got it, Sanwa. You also need to take care of yourself in the military to save your sister-in-law from worrying."

Lin Guohao had just seen a few friends off and was heading back to the hospital, spotting two figures at the entrance that looked like Mo Junhua and his sister. Thinking of the recently unsettling Mo Junhua in Shanghai, he smiled and approached them.

He was an influential figure; everyone misjudged him.

Initially a nobody from the countryside, who would take him seriously? But just in a couple of years, he shook Shanghai to its core, with just a single word from him, no one in Shanghai dared to touch him.

Having given all his instructions, Mo Junhua let Chunhua enter, who took a few steps, then suddenly turned to look at him, appearing to want to say more. Mo Junhua smiled and waved for her to go in, and she slowly walked away.

Lin Guohao waited for Chunhua to enter before approaching, calling from a few steps away, "Mo Junhua."

Hearing someone calling his name, Mo Junhua turned around to see Lin Guohao approaching.

"I just sent some friends off and saw your silhouette from behind at the entrance, didn’t expect it was really you. When did you come back?" The two hadn’t seen each other for years, but Lin Guohao greeted Mo Junhua as warmly as before.

Mo Junhua hadn’t expected to encounter Lin Guohao, and was delighted to see him.

"Just got back, long time no see!"

Lin Guohao came over and patted Mo Junhua. "Yeah! Long time no see, how’s your leg now?"

Lin Guofu had mentioned Mo Junhua to his family, but was vague about the details. They only knew something was wrong with Mo Junhua’s leg, apparently serious, and he had been in the hospital for a quite long time. Granny Lin and the others wanted to visit him, but civilians couldn’t access the Military District Hospital. With the situation in Beijing unclear, the family unanimously decided to keep it from the old man, to save him the worry.

Granny Lin often sighed in dismay.

"It’s enough that Granny Lin and the others are worried. Are they doing okay?"

"Grandma and others are fine." As they got closer, Lin Guohao realized how much Mo Junhua had changed. He seemed much more mature and composed than years ago. Although Mo Junhua tried to restrain it, Lin Guohao still felt his authoritative aura.

Thinking about the recent changes in Shanghai, Lin Guohao suggested, "It’s rare for us brothers to meet, why don’t we go for a walk?"

Hearing Lin Guohao say that, Mo Junhua guessed he had something to discuss. The hospital entrance was bustling, not a place for private conversations, so he started walking towards his car, "Let’s talk in the car."

The conversation between the two lasted all afternoon. Watching Mo Junhua drive away, Lin Guohao felt troubled long after by their discussion.

The old man once said Mo Junhua was truly exceptional. He had been skeptical at the time, but now he saw that the old man was right.

.......

At dinner time, Mo Junhua entered the house and saw that Lan Tian was passed out drunk, showing no signs of waking up soon. Seeing the maid sleeping so sweetly, he didn’t have the heart to wake her.

Grandma Sun heard the maid was still drunk and hadn’t woken up, and said to let her sleep and not bother her. They left some food warming on the stove for her to eat when she woke up, which Zhao Li and Mo Yuanle, as husband and wife, thought was quite appropriate.

The only one who had objections in the house was Chun Mei, unable to stand seeing Grandma Sun’s family doting on Lan Tian. Envious and increasingly upset, she wanted to prick with a few words but seeing Mo Junhua’s cold face, she only dared to scoff in her mind.

Lazy and useless!

A chicken that doesn’t lay eggs, she wondered what Sanwa saw in her.

Chun Mei had her objections, but no one paid her any mind. She knew Sanwa valued Lan Tian and wouldn’t reject Lan Tian just because she didn’t like her.

After dinner, Mo Junhua finished washing up and went back to his room to sleep, pondering whether he should make up for the delayed wedding night.

"Baby." Mo Junhua called her softly.

Lan Tian had slept all afternoon and was half-drunk, half-awake, feeling annoyed by some disturbance, about to wave away the annoyance when she suddenly realized she couldn’t move her hand; it seemed clamped by something. After struggling several times, she reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at the culprit, seemingly still not sober.

"Mo Junhua." She muttered a word, then shut her eyes again.

"Baby, shall we consummate our marriage?" Mo Junhua deliberately deepened his voice.

"No good, Master said we mustn’t lose the Primordial Yin before Foundation Establishment." This was Lan Tian’s fixation, even while drunk, she remembered it.

Mo Junhua didn’t understand what Primordial Yin meant, but it didn’t stop him from guessing that Lan Tian was unwilling.

Mo Junhua felt infuriatingly annoyed, what kind of damned Master was this, always spoiling his marriage? Was getting married easy for him?

"Baby"

Lan Tian was utterly vexed, endlessly nagged by an earache, couldn’t they let her sleep in peace?

With blurry drunken rage, Lan Tian’s fury flared, she abruptly opened her eyes and glared at Mo Junhua, fierce and menacing, "Keep annoying me, see if I don’t burn you alive."

She pushed Mo Junhua away, and with a flick of her fingertips, a wisp of gray smoke flickered, seemingly about to go out any moment.

Mo Junhua hadn’t even managed to coax her properly when a scorchingly deadly heat hit him face-on, causing a moment of confusion; he looked at the smoke on the girl’s fingertip, tiny as a fingertip, yet he felt a deadly threat from it, shock outweighing the fear.

He had always known the girl had secrets, in dreams the girl looked ordinary (Mo Junhua flattered against his conscience), and in the last few dreams, his temples had turned white, old and frail, at the end of his days, while the girl remained youthful and beautiful like an eighteen-year-old, a vast disparity not everyone could endure.

Knowing in the heart was one thing, but witnessing it face-to-face was another shock entirely; slowly cooling down, he stared intently at the flame, a profound light flashing in his eyes.

Lan Tian’s brain, still muddled by alcohol, was unaware that she had inadvertently revealed her hidden secret. She was driven to her limits by Mo Junhua, releasing the smoke to frighten him.

Mo Junhua was coaxing her with his life, and the girl was still drunk; this was an opportunity. If he missed this chance, there might not be another like it.