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Meskipun Nian Xiaomu mengaku malu, matanya sepertinya melekat pada layar komputer dan tak bisa lepas.
Mata yang bersinar itu benar-benar mempesona.
Ia hendak berkata sesuatu ketika sebuah lengan tumbuh dari kursi pengemudi dan mematikan layar di hadapannya.
Nian Xiaomu sudah terlalu asyik melihat foto-foto itu, lalu tiba-tiba layar jadi gelap. Ia tersedak cemas dan ingin mendorong tangan yang mengganggu itu.
Ia mengangkat kepalanya dan gemetar saat matanya bertemu dengan tatapan gelap Yuehan.
"Langkah bagus! Aku juga ingin mematikannya. Foto-foto ini benar-benar menyakitkan untuk dilihat, aku bahkan tak tahan lanjut. Fisik Mo Yongheng lumayan rata-rata bukan? Milikmu pasti lebih baik … Ia sudah berada di samping kakekku sejak kecil, kujadi pikir dia sibuk belajar mengelola perusahaan, tak sangka ada waktu juga untuk latihan seni bela diri campuran. Tak wonderlah dia kelihatan terampuh dan punya kelebihan dibandingkan Raja Neraka Kecil. Mo Yongheng bahkan berhasil mengalahkan dia beberapa kali, Raja Neraka Kecil masih tersimpan amarah hingga sekarang. Ia akan menyuduh Mo Yongheng kepada Bengbeng kapanpun ada kesempatan."
Nian Xiaomu tersenyum, ia hanya ingin membuatnya senang.
Meskipun pergantian topik cukup kaku, senyumnya berhasil membuatnya berubah.
Yu Yuehan secara tampak terlihat lebih baik. Bibir tipisnya bergerak, "Dia masih menikmati untuk mencela Mo Yongheng?"
"Aku baru saja mengobelin Tan Bengbeng di telepon untuk memberi tahu kami akan mengunjungi Kakek. Aku bisa mendengar Raja Neraka Kecil menggeram sambil memelawa betapa jahatnya Mo Yongheng dan bagaimana Bengbeng harus menjauh darinya."
Dari ekspresi Nian Xiaomu jelas ia ingin dia mengerti.
"…"
Tatapkan Yu Yuehan mengerlembut. Ia tertarik sejenak sebelum mengingatkan Nian Xiaomu, "Jika kamu mendengarnya mencela Mo Yongheng di lain waktu, jangan halang. Ikutlah pada saat yang pas dan dorong dia untuk mencela Mo Yongheng lebih parau lagi."
Nian Xiaomu memandangnya dengan kebingungan.
Yu Yuehan berkata, "Karena Mo Yongheng dan aku sama-sama lagi susah, dia tak punya hak untuk menikmati sendiri-sedat. Kita harus bersama melalui baik dan buruk."
"…"
Tuan Muda Han, aku bisa melihat kau sedang berencana.
Dan rencana yang sangat tinggi!
-
Vila Mo Chengliang.
Persis seperti yang dijelaskan Nian Xiaomu.
Qiyan baru saja memberi injeksi kepada Tuan Tua. Setelah ia tertidur, Qi Yan mengajukan Tan Bengbeng ke luar.
Setelah mereka keluar dari kamar, Tang Bengbeng melontarkan tangannya dan duduk di bangku di taman.
Qi Yan duduk di sampingnya.
"Aku akhirnya menemukan kesempatan untuk membela Xiao Mumu dan Tuan Muda Han. Kenapa kau tak membantu?" keluhan Tang Bengbeng sambil menolaknya.
Bukan hanya tidak membantu, namun malah menciptakan masalah lebih besar dengan mengganggu dan mencoba mengalihkan pembicaraan.
Ia bahkan belum selesai bicara.
"Ada hubungannya dengan aku? Orang yang menciptakan kekacauan ini adalah Mo Yongheng. Ia sangat kejam, jelas tahu dia mencintai orang lain namun masih nekat mencoba membelah mereka. Menurutmu itu tidak jahat? Tidak berguna juga menggapai kami. Jangan marah-marah dengan aku, kau harus ambil pisau dan tancapkan pada Mo Yongheng. Jika dia mati, semua masalah akan selesai!"
Qi Yan tak terhalang dengan ditolaknya itu, tetap mendekat. Wajah jahatnya kelihatan sangat takut.
Lanjut saat ia melihat Tang Bengbeng masih marah.
"Aku pikir Yu Yuehan harus disalahkan karena meremehkan musuhnya. Jika dia setengah se-gigihku, akan kah ia berada dalam situasi ini sekarang? Dulu ketika Mo Yongheng mengincarmu, kujadi begitu cepat bertindak dan melumpuhkannya dengan mudah. Beranikan diri dia?\!"
"… hmmm."
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Although Nian Xiaomu claimed to be embarrassed, her eyes seemed to be glued to the computer screen and she could not peel them away.
Her animated eyes were sparkling.
She was about to say something when an arm reached over from the driver’s seat and turned off the computer screen in front of her.
Nian Xiaomu had been engrossed with viewing the photographs and when the screen suddenly turned black, she let out an anxious yelp and wanted to push away the hand that was disturbing her.
She raised her head and shuddered when her eyes met Yuehan’s dark gaze.
“Good move! I wanted to switch it off too. These photographs are so embarrassing to look at, I can’t even bear to continue. Mo Yongheng’s physique is pretty average isn’t it, yours is definitely better… He’s been by my Grandpa’s side since he was young, I thought he would be busy learning how to manage the company, I didn’t expect him to have time to practice mixed martial arts. No wonder he seems so skilled and able to have an edge over King of Hell. Mo Yongheng even managed to beat him up a couple of times, King of Hell holds a grudge against him till this day. He will badmouth Mo Yongheng to Bengbeng at every chance he gets.” Nian Xiaomu said with a smile, she aimed to please.
Even though the change of topic was rather awkward, she won him over with her pleasant manner.
Yu Yuehan’s expression noticeably changed for the better. His thin lips moved, “Does he still enjoy scolding Mo Yongheng?”
“I just spoke to Tan Bengbeng over the phone to tell her that we’re going to visit Grandpa. I could hear King of Hell grumbling about how vile Mo Yongheng was and how Bengbeng should stay away from him.”
It was obvious from Nian Xiaomu’s expression that she hoped he would get the hint.
“…”
Yu Yuehan’s gaze softened and he pondered for a moment before reminding Nian Xiaomu, “If you ever hear him scolding Mo Yongheng in future, don’t stop him. Join in at an appropriate time and encourage him to scold Mo Yongheng even more harshly.”
Nian Xiaomu stared at him in confusion.
Yu Yuehan said, “Since Mo Yongheng and I are both down on our luck, he can’t be the only one having a good time. We’re supposed to stick together through thick and thin.”
“…”
Young Master Han, I can tell that you are plotting a scheme.
And it’s a scheme of the highest level!
-
Mo Chengliang’s mansion.
It was just as Nian Xiaomu had described.
Qi Yan had just given Old Master an injection. After he had fallen asleep, Qi Yan pulled Tan Bengbeng outside.
Once they stepped out of the room, Tan Bengbeng flung his hand away and sat down on the bench in the garden.
Qi Yan sat down next to her.
“I finally found an opportunity just now to help plead for Xiao Mumu and Young Master Han, why didn’t you help me?” Tan Bengbeng said with a long face as she pushed him away.
Not only was he of no help, but he had also created even more trouble by interrupting and trying to change the conversation.
She did not even have a chance to finish what she was going to say.
“What has this got to do with me? The one who created this mess is Mo Yongheng. He’s so despicable, he obviously knows that she’s in love with someone else and he still insists on coming between them. Don’t you think he’s vile? It’s no use no matter how we plead. Don’t bother being angry with me, you should take a knife and stab Mo Yongheng instead. We won’t have any more problems if he’s dead!”
Qi Yan inched closer towards her shamelessly after she pushed him away.
His devilish face looked all innocent.
He continued when he saw that Tan Bengbeng was still angry.
“I think that Yu Yuehan should be blamed for underestimating his enemy. Had he been half as vigilant as I was, would he be in this situation now? Back when Mo Yongheng had his eye on you, I was so quick to act and gave him a good beating quite effortlessly. How dare he?!”
“… hmmm.”
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