Chapter 358: Chapter 358

Leng Mohao once again became the target of public outrage, with netizens excitedly gossiping, ranting, and digging up dirt.

That XX scandal had just cooled down, and now he’s back at the top of the trending searches.

Even the celebrities are secretly annoyed—this guy snatches the headlines way too quickly!

A businessman constantly making waves in the entertainment world—how does that even work?

Leng Mohao was seething with anger as he had people trace IP addresses, hoping to track down the culprit, but ended up empty-handed. The other party had logged in through overseas servers.

He could easily guess that all this was yet another scheme orchestrated by Leng Mochen.

Is this trick so ingrained? Really, pulling the same tactic twice?

If he doesn’t counter the moves, does the other side really think he’s incompetent?

Even if that boy isn’t dead, so what? Where’s the proof? Claiming to have evidence—he doesn’t buy it. He never showed up, so how could there be any evidence?

He sneered bitterly as he dialed a number, ready to keep Leng Mochen occupied...

Lately, the relative calm had made Li Si rather content, but there was an underlying unease. Was it the calm before the storm? And when would Leng Mochen’s original self make a sudden comeback? Just thinking about it gave her a headache.

Still, it was a problem best ignored. Like a knife hanging overhead ready to drop at any moment—it’s better not to dwell on it. If you try to forget it, life still goes on as usual, unchanged.

Leng Mochen continued his usual routine of going to the office, but now he had a shadow—Li Si, tagging along.

In ancient times, there was "you chop wood while I weave cloth," and now there’s "you review documents while I read books." Is this harmony?

Li Si was holding a hefty book titled "500 Questions About Pregnancy," packed with a wealth of knowledge.

She planned to study this thoroughly, avoiding any silly blunders in the future.

Leng Mochen occasionally glanced at her. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the office’s floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm and cozy glow.

Finally, after finishing his work, Leng Mochen habitually rubbed his brow and asked, "Honey, how do you plan on spending your birthday this year?"

Looking at the calendar on his desk, he suddenly remembered—Li Si’s birthday was fast approaching: November 7th.

He recalled how around this time last year, she had d bone marrow. Time flies so fast!

Li Si set down her book, leaned in playfully, and teased, "Is the wealthy hubby about to give out gifts again?"

She couldn’t help but recall last year’s birthday—the confession, their first date—the memory still made her heart flutter. As for the bone marrow donation from last year, she consciously chose to forget.

The Tian Family hadn’t crossed her radar for quite some time now. She believed Ye Duowei’s divorce had plunged them into chaos.

"Hmm! Whatever you want, just say it—I’ll buy it with a stroke of my pen!" he said grandly, his posture embodying the stereotypical arrogant CEO.

"Haha!" Li Si burst out laughing. "Let me think first! As for the birthday itself, of course, it’s all about gathering everyone together for some fun! Maybe we can invite Brother Wu, Shasha, and throw a party?"

She had never thrown a birthday party before!

The thought made her excited.

"Alright! From now on, I’ll throw a party for every one of your birthdays!" Leng Mochen said earnestly, hoping they could stay together forever. Though sometimes he feared it might not come true.

Li Si suddenly stiffened, then quickly smiled at him, saying, "I don’t need to celebrate every year. Honestly, as long as you’re by my side forever, that’s enough for me!"

She didn’t care about birthdays; she just wanted him to stick by her. Deep down, she was still afraid—afraid that someday he’d disappear again, and his original self would return.

Leng Mochen suppressed his sour feelings and gently tapped her upturned nose. "Piece of cake! I promise!"

On the surface, the two maintained their sweetness, but both knew in their hearts that this peace was like a still lake. Any moment, a single stone could stir rippling waves.

Until the matter of Leng Mochen’s original self was resolved, it remained a ticking time bomb, waiting to detonate.

At that moment, Jiang Feng knocked and entered, interrupting the couple.

What he reported left Li Si dumbfounded.

It turned out Leng Mochen’s people had been keeping an eye on the Li family. They were aware of the earlier incident where Li Fei had stolen Zhou Rou’s boyfriend.

Now there was a new development: Li Fei had brought Han Mingxue home for the holidays. Unexpectedly, just before Mid-Autumn Festival, they returned to Beijing. The day after the festival, the Li family urgently summoned her home, claiming that Grandma Li was critically ill.

Though Li Fei harbored some resentment, Grandma Li was still her grandmother, causing her genuine sadness. She immediately booked a flight home.

Han Mingxue, on the other hand, couldn’t leave right away as Mrs. Han needed medical check-ups. He entrusted Li Fei to go on her own, promising to follow after sorting things on his side.

Drama unfolded upon Li Fei’s return. She found Grandma Li didn’t appear nearly as ill as claimed. Realizing it was a ruse, she exploded in anger and demanded to return to Beijing immediately.

This time, Zhang Meihua and Li Guofu were unusually firm, aligning with Grandma Li, determined to prevent Li Fei from pursuing her relationship with Han Mingxue.

Li Fei was outraged. How could they shamelessly interfere in her hard-earned relationship with such a good man?

Her phone was confiscated, leaving her unable to contact Han Mingxue for help.

She could only hope he’d sort his matters quickly and come to her rescue.

Meanwhile, she struggled to accept the sudden change in her parents’ attitude. How could they shift so drastically in just a few days?

Her family kept a close watch on her, fearing she might sneak away to find that "Han guy".

Zhang Meihua felt even worse seeing her daughter’s sadness and frustration. But that man had been confirmed—he really was Li Guofu’s biological father.

How could this marriage work?

Better to let her be hurt now than regret a lifetime later.

This isn’t the old days where cousins can marry—it’s the modern era. How could close relatives marry?

She deeply regretted softening up and letting Li Fei go to Beijing. If she hadn’t gone—or hadn’t sought out Zhou Rou—this whole mess might’ve been avoided.

Her anger also turned toward Grandma Li. What kind of elder does such a thing? If it weren’t for her mistakes back then, none of this suffering would’ve happened.

Li Guofu hated Grandma Li even more fiercely. Why did she do such a thing? If the truth came out, his reputation would be ruined forever. Watching his daughter suffer only fueled his urge to unleash his pent-up fury on someone. Follow current novᴇls on noⅴelfire.net

Grandma Li had lost all spirit, avoiding the dining table during meals, volunteering to do the household chores. She feared that the couple might one day abandon her in their anger.

The eldest son was dead, and Li Si no longer cared for her at all. With no hope from her daughter, by the time she grew old, Li Guofu was all she’d have left.

This time, her guilt was insurmountable—no punishment could amend it. Of all the people Li Fei could’ve met, why did it have to be someone with ties to Han Baogui?

She felt unable to live, yet too scared to die.

Now, Han Mingxue had arrived. Unable to reach Li Fei for several days, he feared something serious had happened in the Li family.

Mrs. Han had a favorable impression of Li Fei. After dealing with people like Yin Qi and Zhou Rou, she found this forthright girl refreshing. So, she urged Han Mingxue to head to North City.

Unfortunately, he was met with a closed door upon arrival; the Li family’s attitude had completely flipped.

Confused and frustrated, Han Mingxue went to his uncle’s hotel.

His uncle, who had more life experience, speculated that perhaps Han Mingxue’s previous flirtations had been unearthed by the girl’s side. Since he had nothing pressing, he decided to accompany his nephew for a visit.

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