Chapter 391: Chapter 391

Zeng Qiuping’s face stiffened momentarily, but she forced a smile and said, "Is it really as serious as you’re imagining? Your Xiao Ning went out with Qiankai, I heard?"

"That’s right! There’s nothing much at school, so she’s gone with her father to attend an art exhibition and will be back in a few days!" Mrs. Leng chatted casually with her, fully alert, secretly waiting to see when Zeng Qiuping would slip up.

After exchanging pleasantries for a moment, Zeng Qiuping’s expression became increasingly uneasy. Finally, she took a deep breath and said, "I’ve come here today to talk to you about something!"

Mrs. Leng sipped her coffee elegantly. "What is it?" Her eyes flashed with mockery, thinking to herself, here we go—let’s see what she’s planning.

"It’s , Mohao and Mochen had a small scuffle and ended up at the police station. Mohao has been directly locked up!"

Mrs. Leng angrily slammed her coffee cup down. "What did you say? What about Mochen? Is he hurt?"

Could Mochen really be hurt? But that didn’t make sense—she had just spoken to him on the phone earlier, and everything seemed perfectly normal then.

Zeng Qiuping adjusted her posture and sat upright. Since she was here asking for help, she had to put on a submissive demeanor. "Your Mochen isn’t seriously injured; he only suffered some minor injuries during their fight.

This was undoubtedly our family’s fault! I’m here to apologize on behalf of Mohao! Could you try talking to Mochen and ask him to let Mohao off this time? After all, they’re brothers, aren’t they?"

Mrs. Leng exploded: "What?! In this situation, you dare to call them brothers? What kind of nonsense brotherhood is this? And you have the nerve to bring it up?

When Leng Mohao did all those vile things, did he ever think that Mochen was his brother? When he nearly cost Mochen his life, when he humiliated my son and tried to pin another man’s child on him, did he think they were brothers then?

What a heartless scoundrel! Now he’s been locked up, and it’s what he deserves! What goes around comes around!"

Mrs. Leng became increasingly emotional, her finger stabbing toward Zeng Qiuping, forcing her to retreat step by step.

She had the audacity to come to her house asking for leniency? What did she take them for—people anyone could bully?

After harming Mochen, she still dared to show up and ask her to intervene? Did Zeng Qiuping think everyone was a fool? Original content can be found at n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net

Zeng Qiuping clenched her teeth and endured the fire of anger burning in her heart. Knowing she was in the wrong, especially regarding Qian Rouxuan and John, she couldn’t refute those accusations. But when it came to Mohao allegedly harming Mochen, she had to clarify things. She reached out to tug at Mrs. Leng’s hand, only to have it ruthlessly flung away.

"Now look, I haven’t finished my explanation! There’s no evidence to prove that Mohao harmed Mochen back then. As for their fight, it was just a misunderstanding—can’t they just clear the air? Your son is fine on the outside, so why must Mohao be kept locked up so mercilessly?"

There were things Zeng Qiuping dared not say out loud. If you really analyzed the situation, the Leng family patriarch had given everything to Mochen—what did her Mohao have left now? They no longer competed with Mochen for anything, so why were they still being treated so harshly?

Mrs. Leng jabbed her finger at her nose and began shouting curses: "Let me tell you, Zeng Qiuping! Get out of my house! Immediately! You’re shameless for even showing up here cap-in-hand! Even if there’s no evidence to prove it, it’s definitely the truth. Mochen’s word is always truthful! Otherwise, why did Leng Mohao run away like a coward when it all came out?

Let me remind you—the debt of your Mohao harming my Mochen hasn’t even been settled yet! Are we crazy to ask for his release after the police locked him up? He should stay locked up forever—better yet, get executed!

Mrs. Leng kept shouting as she grabbed Zeng Qiuping by the collar and dragged her toward the door. Zeng Qiuping, frustrated by her failure to negotiate, lashed back angrily, saying whatever came to mind: "Dream on! What crime did Mohao commit to warrant life imprisonment—or worse, execution? You really dare to exaggerate!

I’m telling you, Ouyang Yan, I’ve come here to give you an easy way out. But since you’re refusing, let’s see what happens next! If I wanted to use our family’s influence, my Qiankai could have Mohao out in no time—you believe that or not?"

Mrs. Leng roughly shoved her out of the door and sneered sideways. "Oh, is that so? Well, hurry up then! Go ahead—show us how ’powerful’ your family is. If your family’s influence is strong enough to get Leng Mohao off scot-free for murder or arson, I’ll concede your greatness! Now scram!"

Zeng Qiuping glared furiously at Mrs. Leng shutting the door in her face: "Ouyang Yan, your arrogance won’t last! You’ll regret this one day!"

If it weren’t for her fear that Leng Qianhan would discover the truth and turn away from Mohao even further, she wouldn’t have come begging here. Truly maddening!

But now, it seemed there was no alternative—she’d have to go find Qianhan and come clean. Thinking of this, despair washed over Zeng Qiuping. She gritted her teeth and calmed her emotions. No, now wasn’t the time for self-pity—she had to act quickly to get Mohao out of there. He was still suffering inside!

Mrs. Leng ignored whatever Zeng Qiuping said outside the door and immediately grabbed her phone to call Leng Mochen. After learning the details of what had happened, she was seething with rage. If only she’d known this earlier, she wouldn’t have simply ejected Zeng Qiuping—she should have torn her apart!

Leng Mochen hung up the phone and started telling Li Si about Zeng Qiuping’s visit to Mrs. Leng.

Li Si set down her spoon and remarked wryly, "Is she out of her mind? Isn’t it obvious she was walking straight into trouble?"

She thought Zeng Qiuping seemed like an astute and shrewd person, so how could she have done something so foolish? Li Si genuinely couldn’t understand her actions.

Mrs. Leng already held deep hatred toward the Zeng family. They hadn’t planned to hide this incident—Leng Mohao’s actions would inevitably come to light sooner or later.

But who could’ve imagined she’d personally show up at Mrs. Leng’s doorstep to plead for mercy?

Wasn’t that doomed from the start?

The scars on Leng Mochen were already mostly healed, but the injuries on his face and neck had been left untouched intentionally.

Everyone knew he had been hurt by Leng Mohao. If his wounds healed too quickly, it might raise unnecessary doubts.

He gently touched the scab on his mouth. "Who knows? Wife, let me have a bite!" He opened his mouth wide, waiting for Li Si to feed him.

Given how rare moments were, he cherished them. Once their baby was born, he’d have to settle for being second in line.

During late pregnancy, Li Si often felt heartburn and craved cold foods. The doctor had advised that small quantities were fine.

The Chief Housekeeper Leng had approved it reluctantly, but with one condition. If Li Si wanted to indulge in a tub of ice cream, she’d have to share a few bites with him.

Li Si chuckled at his childish antics and scooped out a big spoonful of ice cream to feed him.

The cold hit him hard, causing him to cover his mouth in shock—it was way too icy! Li Si burst out laughing at his reaction!

"Super icy, wasn’t it?" Li Si teased mischievously while waving the spoon.

After much effort, he finally swallowed the bite and rubbed his forehead, pointing at her: "So cold it gave me a headache—you little rascal!"

"You wanted it yourself! Who told you to fight a pregnant woman for ice cream?" she retorted smugly, suddenly recalling something about cola, her eyes bright with amusement. "Hey, do you think you’d fight our son for ice cream in the future?" The mental image made her laugh uncontrollably.

Leng Mochen was speechless. He had only been trying to stop her from eating too much—it wasn’t good for her health. Wasn’t this a selfless gesture?

"I won’t! I’ll only eat your ice cream!"

Li Si: "..." (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, please visit Qidian.com to vote for it with recommendation tickets or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)