Unforgivable, Part 1

“Cousin?”

Mo Mo looked towards his subordinates standing behind him. Among them was someone with the surname Yan—Yan Fengxu. “Yan Fengxu, is it you?”

Yan Fengxu shook his head. “General, I don’t know her!”

Mo Mo raised an eyebrow. “Who’s your cousin?”

At this moment, Gao Qing stepped forward. “General, she might be talking about me!”

“Might be?” The others turned to look at Gao Qing.

“I was abandoned by the Yan family!” Gao Qing glanced at the captured Yan Zhi’er. “Yan Zhi’er, I stopped being your cousin a long time ago. And I can’t shoulder the responsibility for what you did today. You’re on your own.”

In the world of powerful families, casting aside those with mediocre talents was common. Gao Qing had even changed his last name to his mother’s, severing ties with the Yan family more thoroughly than anyone.

“Cousin, Grandpa said he wanted you back in the family! You can’t treat me like this; I’m your new cousin!” Yan Zhi’er was on the brink of collapse, shocked by Mo Mo’s ruthlessness.

The Yan family had secured a marriage alliance with the Mo family, and because Yan Zhi’er was betrothed to Mo Mo, they maneuvered her into the 8th District. But now, things had taken an unexpected turn.

“They kicked me out when they felt like it, and now they want me back when it suits them? I, Gao Qing, am nothing but a stray orphan.” Gao Qing’s mother had been cast out with him years ago, but she had passed away since, leaving Gao Qing with no intention of forgiving the Yan family.

Seeing that Gao Qing was of no use, Yan Zhi’er began shouting hysterically, “I’m a noble; she’s a commoner! Even if I hurt her, she deserved it! Besides, she hasn’t even been hurt, right?”

“She’s not a commoner. She’s my wife.” Mo Mo glared at Yan Zhi’er.

“No, she’s not! I’m the general’s fiancée! I’m the general’s rightful wife!” Yan Zhi’er was now bordering on madness.

Gao Qing chimed in, “General, let’s just deal with this quickly. The Yan family members are all lunatics.” One by one, they were all stubbornly deranged. Had he not left the family early, Gao Qing knew he would have ended up the same.

Mo Mo turned to his guards. “Take her to the dungeon. No one is allowed to visit her. Execute her in three days.” He wanted to see what more this woman could do.

Yan Zhi’er was dragged away, and Mo Mo gently placed Ye Mo on the bed. He couldn’t bear to leave her side now, fearing she might be harmed again.

Ye Mo’s condition was stable. Mo Mo felt that she might wake up soon. He decided to bring her back to the Ye family villa, thinking it was safer than leaving her here. If anything else happened, he worried she’d never forgive him.

Mo Mo found it hard to trust anyone after what Yan Zhi’er had done.

Before heading to the Ye family villa with Ye Mo, Mo Mo stopped by to see the medic again. The medic confirmed that her baby was doing better, which eased Mo Mo’s mind. He brought Ye Mo back to the villa and carefully settled her in her room.

When Ye Mo woke up, it was already a day and a night later. She opened her eyes to see Mo Mo by her bedside, looking haggard with a scruffy beard.

“Mo Mo, what happened? Why do you look like this?” Ye Mo frowned, finding his appearance rather unappealing.

Mo Mo grabbed her hand immediately. “You scared me to death! You’ve been unconscious for two days!”

Ye Mo was surprised to hear that she had been asleep for two whole days. “Really?”

“Check the date for yourself!” Mo Mo stood up. “Are you hungry? I’ll get you something to eat.” He had been feeding her life essence water during her sleep.

“Not hungry!” Ye Mo could feel the vibrant life force coursing through her body. A thought suddenly occurred to her—would it be better if she left her soul during her baths in the future? If she soaked her soul in the yin pool and her body in the yang pool, would it be more beneficial?

Speaking of which, the little one in her belly was still just a ball of light; she couldn’t see anything. Was this little guy really that shy?

Looking at Mo Mo, Ye Mo said, “Go tidy yourself up. You look awful.”

Mo Mo felt a pang of grievance. “I’ve been looking after you!”

“I’m awake now. Go on!” Ye Mo waved him away, not wanting to see him in his current state.

Though frustrated, Mo Mo obediently went to freshen up. When he returned, he was back to his clean-cut appearance, and Ye Mo’s expression softened. It was clear—she still liked his handsome face.

Mo Mo felt utterly content!

Seeing Ye Mo in good spirits, Mo Mo recounted the events of the past two days. He didn’t intend to hide anything about Yan Zhi’er, especially since her execution was scheduled for the next day.

Hearing this, Ye Mo felt a shiver run through her. She had narrowly escaped death because of Yan Zhi’er. She had no sympathy for Yan Zhi’er’s upcoming execution.

“Can I watch?” Ye Mo thought it would be even more satisfying to see Yan Zhi’er face her.

Just then, Mo Mo received a call—from the Mo family. Mo Mo’s expression turned gloomy as he hung up. Yan’s family hadn’t called in two days, yet the Mo family had been calling non-stop. A suspicion grew in Mo Mo’s mind: was the Mo family somehow beholden to the Yan family?

But that was of little concern to him. If he hadn’t discovered it in time, Momo and their child would’ve been lost!

This was unforgivable. Nobles might have privileges, but his authority surpassed any noble.

He was of noble standing, and so were his wife and child. More importantly, his Momo was a transcendent plant master.

The attempted murder of a transcendent plant master was enough reason to tear Yan Zhi’er apart.

“Mo Mo, it’s better not to go. The scene will be too bloody, and you’re pregnant now. It might scare the baby.”

Ye Mo nodded in agreement. “Alright, I won’t go then.”

Seeing Ye Mo heed his words, Mo Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief. “Stay home these next few days. The medic said the baby took a hit and isn’t in great shape.”

“Okay!” Ye Mo nodded. “I’ll stay in bed for the next two days.”

“Mm.” Mo Mo responded and purchased two medical robots to station in Ye Mo’s room.

Just then, the phone rang again. Mo Mo told Ye Mo to rest and stepped out of the room. The call was from his so-called father.

“Do you need something?” Mo Mo’s tone was ice-cold.

“I heard you’ve detained Yan Zhi’er. She’s the fiancée our family arranged for you. Release her at once!” Mo’s father commanded in a condescending tone, which only made Mo Mo laugh. Where did he get such nerve?

(End of Chapter)