Chapter 111

“Lu Ye has been left to fend for himself since he was young. He has suffered too much. No one has ever loved him, and no one has ever taught him how to be a man. He has grown up by himself, and survived many deaths. He can grow up because of his own efforts,

so he has an extreme personality, acts crazy, and does whatever he wants. But whose fault is this? You adults always ask him to let go of the past and not care too much? But the suffering and injuries he has suffered have left scars on him that will never heal. Why should he not care just because of a light word from you?

Only when the knife cuts yourself will you know the pain. The quotations also say that if you want to know the taste of a pear, you have to change the pear and taste it yourself. You have not experienced Lu Ye’s suffering, and you are not qualified to persuade him to let go of the past, let alone persuade him to forgive!”

Ruan Qiqi’s tone was very calm. Even if she was excited inside, she would not show it. In the ten years in the mental hospital, the first skill she learned was to control her emotions and never let the doctor see what she was thinking.

After speaking, Ruan Qiqi turned and left the office.

Mo Qiufeng was in a very uneasy mood. He didn’t expect that Lu Ye’s childhood and youth were more difficult than he thought.

Ruan Qiqi was right. They had not experienced Lu Ye’s suffering, so they were not qualified to persuade him to let it go.

And Mo Congrong had a big problem with his thinking. He had to correct it!

Mo Congrong was sitting in a daze in the office. He had just gone to find Zhang Weihong, but was criticized by the old woman. She said that he had a big problem with his thinking and asked him to read more quotations to improve his consciousness.

Zhang Weihong also said that there was no possibility between them and asked him not to waste his efforts.

It was simply… outrageous!

He was dumped by an old, ugly, remarried woman, and dumped so undignifiedly.

Mo Congrong felt worse than swallowing a green-headed fly. He hated Lu Ye and Ruan Qiqi to death, and he also hated Zhang Weihong, but he was more unwilling to accept it.

He had already stepped into the capital, and he had seen the dawn of hope, but he was bullied by Lu Ye and Ruan Qiqi.

Bastards!

Mo Congrong gritted his teeth, wishing he could settle accounts with the bastards right now, but he didn’t move.

Because he couldn’t even beat Lu Ye with one hand.

The phone rang.

Mo Congrong took a deep breath, calmed down, and then answered the phone. His father’s voice came over: “Come home for dinner tonight, I have something to tell you.”

“I have to work overtime tonight and can’t go back.”

Mo Congrong didn’t want to go home, he was in no mood.

“I asked your leader, and he didn’t work overtime. I’ll wait for you at home!”

Mo Qiufeng’s tone was irresistible, and he hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

Mo Congrong had a bad premonition in his heart. Since he started working, his father rarely cared about him. What was the matter with suddenly asking him to go home this time?

That day, Mo Qiufeng deliberately got off work early, went to the vegetable market to buy some meat and flour, and a cabbage, and brought it home.

Yuan Huilan had just returned home. She didn’t buy any vegetables. There were only two people at home. The vegetables she bought could last for two or three days. There was no need to buy them every day.

“What a strange thing. You actually went to buy vegetables? Why did you buy so many?”

Yuan Huilan couldn’t help but tease her husband when she saw him carrying so many vegetables home.

“Let’s make dumplings today. I’ll go and knead the dough.”

Mo Qiufeng didn’t say that he was making dumplings for Lu Ye. He knew Yuan Huilan very well and would definitely not make dumplings if he told her.

“It’s not a festival, why do you suddenly think of making dumplings? We have vegetables at home today. How about

making dumplings tomorrow?” Yuan Huilan didn’t want to make dumplings. She had to chop the filling and roll the dough. It was so troublesome.

“I’ll knead the dough and chop the filling. You can just make the dumplings.”

Mo Qiufeng smiled and spoke in a gentle tone, but he didn’t stop. He washed his hands and prepared to knead the dough.

“Oh, let me do it. You’ve never been in the kitchen in your life. How can you do it well!”

Yuan Huilan pushed him away with disdain and started to knead the dough herself.

Mo Qiufeng went to chop the meat. The two worked together, and the speed was not slow. When Mo Congrong returned home, they were preparing to roll the dough.

“You’re back just in time. Go wash your hands and roll the dough.”

Mo Qiufeng’s tone was still very gentle, and he didn’t seem angry at all.

Mo Congrong breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he was fine. He went to wash his hands, then took the rolling pin and started rolling the dough. He also jokingly asked: “Aunt Yuan, why are you making dumplings suddenly? When we were young, you only made dumplings during festivals. My brother and I loved them.”

“You and your brother can eat more than thirty dumplings in one meal. Making dumplings is too troublesome, otherwise I would make them every day.”

Yuan Huilan smiled and talked about the past. Mo Congrong praised her from time to time. The atmosphere was very relaxed.

Mo Qiufeng didn’t say a word. Although his expression was still very gentle, his momentum gradually became colder.

Such a picture appeared in his mind. It was the coldest day of the year. There was heavy snow outside. Lu Ye was standing outside alone. Snowflakes were floating on him and the north wind was blowing on his face.

Yuan Huilan and her two rebellious sons were happily eating dumplings in the house, and they didn’t give any to Lu Ye.

Mo Congrong, this bastard, even went to eat dumplings in front of Lu Ye. Although he was not there, he could guess that this bastard must have said something unpleasant.

If he were Lu Ye and suffered such treatment, and more than once, his personality might become more extreme, and he might even make more trouble than Lu Ye.

“Old Mo, why don’t you say anything?”

Yuan Huilan finally noticed the abnormality of her husband. Mo Qiufeng was too silent today, which was very wrong.

Mo Congrong’s heart skipped a beat, and that uneasy feeling came again.

Would his father plan to settle the score after he was full?

“It’s okay, let’s make dumplings!”

Mo Qiufeng spoke, his voice was very calm, and everything would be discussed after the dumplings were made.

An hour later, the dumplings were finally made. Mo Qiufeng counted them, more than 250, enough.

“So many dumplings can be eaten for several meals. I’ll go cook for today.”

Yuan Huilan shook her hands. She was exhausted.

Mo Congrong also shook his hands. He rolled the dough and his hands were numb.

“Cook them all!”

Mo Qiufeng said calmly.

“How can we finish so many? Old Mo, what’s wrong with you today? Are you unhappy at work?”

Yuan Huilan asked with concern.

“Everything is going well at work, but things are not going well at home. Go cook the dumplings. Cook them all, don’t leave any behind!”

Mo Qiufeng’s tone was a little colder. Yuan Huilan had been married to him for many years, and could tell that he was in a bad mood. She didn’t dare to say anything and went to cook the dumplings obediently.

“Congrong, come with me!”

Mo Qiufeng entered the study. His voice and tone were always calm, just like when he was talking at ordinary times, but Mo Congrong knew that his father was very angry now, and the storm was about to come.

He followed behind tremblingly, and after entering the study, he stood obediently.

“Close the door!”

Mo Congrong said lightly.

Mo Congrong closed the door obediently, not daring to resist at all.

Although his father was a scholar and was not as good at fighting as Lu Desheng, when his father got angry, even Lu Desheng was afraid. He didn’t know how he had offended his father again?