章節 6: Mommy, I've been waiting for you!
Mo Linyuan raised an eyebrow as he looked at Leng Rongrong, his handsome face etched with surprise.
What could this woman possibly do?
"Why are you staring at me? If something is lacking, of course, you must demand it from the Mo family. I ask you, are you foolish? Your body may be frail, but your mind is sharp. Why allow yourself to be bullied continuously? Even if you are disabled, the things that rightfully belong to you should be fiercely defended!"
Leng Rongrong spoke with resolute conviction.
Beside her, Tang Luo was already twitching at the corners of his mouth.
How could she call the young master foolish? The young master was an exceptionally intelligent man, the heir to the world's richest family. While those from the Mo family believed they had gained something, the reality was that everything remained under the young master's control.
Had there not been certain matters to investigate, the young master would have no need to feign this useless disability.
Mo Linyuan raised an eyebrow, his expression cold as he regarded Leng Rongrong, who resembled a tempestuous little rabbit. "And how do you plan to demand this? Do you think that merely speaking will compel the Mo family to comply?"
"What the Mo family decides is their affair, but we certainly need it," Leng Rongrong replied. "Furthermore, if you do not ask, how will you know they won't acquiesce?"
With that, Leng Rongrong took Mo Linyuan's phone and dialed the Mo family.
She directly stated that their current location was nearly uninhabitable due to various deficiencies and demanded either supplies be delivered or that they immediately return to the Mo family home.
Despite her gentle demeanor, Leng Rongrong exuded an assertive air, effortlessly silencing the person in charge of the Mo family with just a few words.
Mo Linyuan, being a disabled person, was someone the majority of the Mo family wished to cast aside.
If they could indeed be rid of him, the mere utterance from Leng Rongrong that they wouldn't send assistance or supplies would compel them to move back.
That was simply unacceptable.
It would not be easy to dismiss them; returning would only invite reporters, and the fallout would be disastrous.
"Within one hour, I expect both supplies and personnel delivered here. Otherwise, if the Fourth Young Master and I return ourselves, I assure you, it will not look good in front of the media. I can afford to lose face; I wonder if the Mo family can."
After making her emphatic statement, Leng Rongrong hung up the phone.
To the side, Mo Linyuan remained with an icy expression, "Do you truly believe they can arrive within an hour?"
"They likely cannot, but if I do not present it this way, they may verbally agree and then fail to show up tomorrow," Leng Rongrong replied with a light smile.
Gulp—
Both Mo Linyuan and Tang Luo turned to look at Leng Rongrong.
Leng Rongrong: "…"
Although she had eaten breakfast, all this activity had brought her to lunchtime, and she was indeed feeling hungry.
"Shall I order takeout?" Tang Luo suggested, raising his phone.
"Is it even feasible to order takeout in this place?" Though she voiced her skepticism, Leng Rongrong pulled out her phone to check if there were any nearby restaurants that delivered.
After searching for a while, she found that this remote location had no establishments offering delivery.
Finally, she spotted one option, but it was quite far away, meaning delivery would take at least one to two hours.
"Only one restaurant offering spicy hot pot can deliver. How about we just order that to satisfy our hunger?" Tang Luo proposed, "Alternatively, I could step out and see if there are any nearby shops or someone selling food."
"Are you sure the hot pot would still be edible by the time it arrives?" Leng Rongrong frowned. "Never mind, let's order some food that won't get mushy. I'll go out to check around. Tang Luo, you stay here with Mo Linyuan. If anyone from the Mo family arrives, instruct them to tidy this place up. Had we known we'd be in this state, we could have just let them handle it!"
Brushing off the dust from her clothes, Leng Rongrong decided to embrace her circumstances and headed out to explore the neighborhood.
She vaguely recalled seeing a villa hidden within the woods on her way here.
The villa was rather concealed, but she thought it was not too far away.
After a ten-minute walk, Leng Rongrong finally found a small path, paved with pebbles and bordered by blooming wildflowers.
Following the flower-lined path, she soon came upon a villa.
It was slightly smaller than their own but exquisitely beautiful, complete with a spacious yard. The large iron gate was entwined with climbing roses in full bloom, and the ground was carpeted with rose petals.
As a gentle breeze swept through, the petals danced in the air like graceful maidens.
The gate stood ajar, and Leng Rongrong stepped inside without hesitation.
"Is anyone home?" she called as she walked.
The courtyard was stunning, featuring an artificial mountain, a stream, and vibrant flowers and plants. Though it appeared small at first glance, it was much deeper than she had imagined. Leng Rongrong walked for quite a while before reaching the front door.
Suddenly, she halted at the entrance.
The villa's front door was quite rustic; as she approached, it creaked open.
Out came a small figure.
Leng Rongrong: "!!!!"
What an adorable little child!
But why did this child seem somewhat familiar?
With a finely chiseled face and chubby cheeks, his large, dark eyes resembled two glossy grapes. The little fellow had exquisite features, promising devastatingly good looks as he matured.
"Hello there!" Upon seeing the little boy, Leng Rongrong immediately waved her hand in greeting.
"Mother, you have finally come! Yi'er has been waiting for you for so long!" The five- or six-year-old boy was dressed in a gray cardigan, shining brightly as he gazed at Leng Rongrong.
Meeting the little boy's gaze, Leng Rongrong felt her heart melt.
However… what had he just called her?
Mother?
Instinctively, Leng Rongrong turned around, noticing that no one was behind her. She furrowed her brows and pointed to herself.
"Are you calling me?"
The little boy nodded enthusiastically, his eyes sparkling. "Mother, please come in."
With a mixture of doubt and curiosity, Leng Rongrong approached the little boy and stepped into the villa. From the outside, the villa appeared small, but inside it was astonishingly spacious and luxurious.
The vast villa was eerily quiet, with no sounds of life.
"Where are your guardians?" Leng Rongrong asked, glancing around.
Inside the grand villa hung numerous traditional landscape paintings, alongside various antique vases. The style was far from modern, emanating an ancient charm.
"I have no guardians; I live here all alone," the little boy replied, extending his chubby hand. "Mother… um, that auntie, hello! I'm Mo Nanyu; you can call me Yu'er."
"Yu'er, hello! I'm Leng Rongrong." As Leng Rongrong surveyed the villa, it appeared impeccably clean, hardly resembling a place inhabited by just this little boy.
Yet, inexplicably, she sensed that the child's words carried an undeniable truth.
(End of Chapter)
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