Chapter 355: Chapter 355

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"Did you hear anything?" he asked curiously.

Li Si shook her head in confusion: "Not a single sound!" The room was so quiet that even the drop of a pin could be heard; if there was any sound, she wouldn’t miss it.

"Then maybe I’m the only one who can hear it!"

"Stop being so mysterious. Does it work or not?" Li Si was anxious, more concerned about this issue. If it didn’t work, she planned to go herself to a reputable temple to get a peace charm or magic artifact.

Leng Mochen nodded confidently: "It works! Babe, don’t worry!"

Li Si felt a little relieved and then joined him in learning from Heizi about investigating the driver involved in the car accident years ago and the driver’s son. The two sighed; whether the driver was alive or dead was hard to say.

"He said that when the time came, he would naturally reincarnate. As for the timing, he didn’t specify. He also said that once his wish for revenge was fulfilled, he would naturally leave. Could it be that this guy insists on seeing Leng Mohao dead before he’s satisfied?" Li Si speculated softly.

"Who can say for sure? Whether this bracelet can suppress him is still up for debate. All we can do is to wait and see. Now that the truth about what happened back then has been uncovered, Mr. Leng Sr. certainly won’t sit idly by!"

Leng Family’s old residence.

Mr. Leng Sr. slowly regained consciousness and listened as Mrs. Leng explained that Li Si wasn’t feeling well, so Mochen had already sent her home.

The old man nodded; as long as Mochen was safe, that was enough.

Earlier, he’d truly fainted from anger because of the news—Leng Mohao was such a treacherous wolf at heart!

To think that back then he had secretly sent people to investigate, yet Leng Mohao’s underhanded methods were so skilled that he managed to create a false sense of peace.

If not for Mochen suddenly regaining his memory, would that old unsolved case have been covered up forever?

Zeng Qiuping saw the old man waking up and quickly stepped forward to ingratiate herself: "Dad, you’re awake? Are you thirsty? How about a little warm water?"

Mr. Leng Sr.’s gaze turned icy cold, "Where’s that beast? Did Leng Qianhan catch him yet?"

Zeng Qiuping bit her lower lip, her eyes reddened, and retorted defensively: "Dad, Qianhan and Qiankai have gone out to search for Mohao again. Don’t worry! But there are some things I must say.

The things Leng Mochen said are, after all, just his side of the story. We can’t fully believe it, right?"

The old man was so furious he tried to get up to curse her out. At this point, how could she still say such things?

Would Mochen have any reason to lie about this? Furthermore, Leng Mohao’s expression and actions at the time already said it all.

How can you not believe? Do you need to see it with your own eyes for it to count?

He increasingly disliked this eldest daughter-in-law. Even with the matter about John’s child, she clearly knew but feigned ignorance, wasn’t it always for her own petty motives?

Mrs. Leng exploded: "Zeng Qiuping, who are you accusing of one-sided words? Let me tell you, I’ve tolerated both you and your family for far too long! We won’t even mention distant matters, just look at the recent ones—isn’t John’s child yours with Leng Mohao? You all clearly knew, yet you dared to pin it on my Mochen—what were you thinking?

And taking such filthy videos with that slut—now look, karma’s hit you all! You thought you were clever, always playing everyone in the palm of your hand, but in the end, you were the ones being played, weren’t you?

It’s not just your affair with Leng Mohao, there are even others. Now, your reputation’s truly gone down the drain, hasn’t it?"

Mrs. Leng sneered. This was the classic case of digging one’s own grave—those who harm others ultimately harm themselves. Serves them right!

Now, every time she thought back to the past, she regretted it so much that she wished she could rewind time. Why was she so gullible back then, believing anything others said?

Zeng Qiuping, breathing heavily with anger, rebutted: "We didn’t know until afterward! How could we have predicted that woman would be so malicious? Anyway, this matter wasn’t handled well by my family. Didn’t we apologize to you all?

But this time, your Mochen has gone too far, hasn’t he? The car accident years ago was clearly a traffic accident. Now, what grounds does he have, with no evidence, to frame Mohao? Isn’t he obviously trying to evict my family from the Leng Family?"

She knew she was in the wrong, but in front of the old man, she had to fight back, because she deeply understood what awaited her family if they were driven out.

Mrs. Leng had just prepared to retort when Mr. Leng Sr. angrily shouted: "Get out! You, get out!"

Doing so many shameless, wrong things, and instead of acknowledging your mistakes, you try to deflect blame and counterattack—how delusional!

Zeng Qiuping understood that tempers were flaring at this moment; arguing further wouldn’t achieve anything, and would only make matters worse.

So she hurriedly grabbed her bag and left in disgrace.

Mr. Leng Sr. felt as if all his energy had been drained, leaving him exceptionally fatigued. He weakly waved at Mrs. Leng: "You should leave too! I’ll give Mochen a resolution."

If it was truly Leng Mohao’s doing, he would not tolerate it.

What was the difference between this and raising a venomous snake right beside him?

Mrs. Leng was still somewhat worried about the old man’s health. Initially, she didn’t want to leave, but seeing that the doctor and nurses were brought in by Old Xu, she had no choice but to leave after offering a few reminders.

Leng Mohao frantically fled to one of his hidden residences and gulped down two glasses of ice water from the fridge before slowly calming down.

How could Leng Mochen suddenly regain his memory? Was his amnesia fake all along, and he’d been playing dumb to catch them off guard?

And how did he know about Ah Fa’s son? This was far too bizarre!

But recalling that the person was long dead, his mind eased somewhat. Even if Mochen knew, it wouldn’t matter, so he calmed down a bit.

Reflecting on the entire situation with Qian Rouxuan, his spine went cold and his heart trembled. It seemed Mochen had understood everything all along and was merely feigning ignorance.

He had underestimated him! Moreover, going to the old residence today had undoubtedly been a huge mistake!

At that moment, a shrill phone call interrupted. He fished out his phone and saw the flashing name on the screen, decisively hitting reject and then shutting off the device.

Frowning deeply, he thought for a moment and then turned on his computer to start browsing online...

Zeng Qiuping, upon leaving the old residence, started calling Leng Mohao’s phone repeatedly, but every time she was met with the "phone is turned off" notification. When she reached home, Leng Qianhan still hadn’t returned.

Anxiously pacing in the living room, her frustration grew—why couldn’t this child answer his phone? She needed to ask him some crucial questions so she could figure out a strategy!

If Leng Mohao was found first by the Qianhan brothers, it wouldn’t end well for him. With Qianhan’s temper, he would beat him mercilessly.

Thinking about the things Leng Mochen had said, she found them hard to believe—that her son could have done such a thing.

But some instinct made her unable to doubt it entirely, though she never imagined Mohao could act with such ruthlessness.

After all, he and Leng Mochen were brothers—why push him to the brink?

Even if the old man was somewhat biased, so what? If he had just stayed out of trouble, behaved himself, and managed things properly, she believed the old man wouldn’t have slighted him in his inheritance.

But now, it was too late to say anything. Initially, due to that slut and her child, coupled with the leaking of numerous scandals, the old man had already been furious. Now, with this incident, it was adding fuel to the fire—how could he possibly be forgiven?

Zeng Qiuping couldn’t sit at home any longer. Hurriedly, she drove to several of the known properties of Leng Mohao, hoping she could reach him before others did.

Leng Qianhan and Leng Qiankai split up and continued their search, but they still found nothing. They had looked through all of Leng Mohao’s residences—no sign of him anywhere.

Mrs. Leng vented her anger on Leng Qiankai when he returned home. Her dear son—what had Leng Mohao done to him?

If she had known about all this earlier, would she have ever shared a dining table with them? As if that were possible! (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes or monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)