Rebirth of a Village Girl - Chapter 317

Chapter 317: 106: I always listen to my wife, personally unmasking you_2

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Mo Qishen’s thoughts took a turn, “I’ll pick you up tomorrow at my place.”

Ni Yang nodded and picked up her gift from the car. “That works, take care on the road, brother Mo.”

“Alright,” Mo Qishen replied. He watched Ni Yang walk into the yard and close the door. Only then did he turn the car around and drive back.

At this moment, he could no longer hide the elation in his heart. He quickly stepped on the pedal, his feet moving like they were under motor power, almost making the car fly!

He felt so happy!

So excited!

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At that moment, Mo Qishen felt an insurmountable energy. Even if there were mountains ahead, he could move them.

“Ah ah ah!”

“So happy!”

Mo Qishen even let go of the handlebars, opened his arms wide, and made a flying motion. He was as excited as a child.

It was a good thing that he was on an empty street. Otherwise, with such a noise, he would have been scolded by others.

Only with the cover of late night, Mo Qishen dared to act so wildly.

Mo Qishen shouted several times, unable to satisfy his excitement. He even had body movements. He was like a crazy drunkard with no formality to speak of.

Not far away, a luxury car was parked.

There were two people seated in the front row.

These two were none other than Morris and Marcus.

Morris looked at his watch, puzzled, and asked, “Marcus, did you get the time wrong? Is Mr. Mog really coming back today?”

Marcus replied, “Mr. Mog called yesterday afternoon and told me he’d be back tonight. How could I hear it wrong?”

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Just then, Morris, who was in the driver’s seat, suddenly sat upright, pointed at something to Marcus, and said with some horror, “is that Mr. Mog over there?”

Marcus looked forward, nonplussed, “What a joke! You must be kidding! That man raving on the street in the middle of the night must have just come from a mental hospital.”

Their Mr. Mog always maintained a cool demeanor, even when dealing with contracts with numerous digits, he never showed any change in expression. How could he possibly behave like this?

Morris scratched his head, “What you said makes some sense.”

Although from a distance the man looked like Mr. Mog, his behavior was more like a madman.

Mr. Mog is usually gentle and noble, how could he go crazy like this?

However, as the so-called ‘madman’ got closer and closer, Morris’s expression became more and more horrifying.

Morris grabbed Marcus’s sleeve again, “Tha.. that… that’s…that’s Mr. Mog!”

What could have happened to Mr. Mog on his trip to make him behave like this?

Now even Marcus was dumbfounded.

Could he take back what he just said?

Realizing that this ‘madman’ was indeed Mo Qishen, they both got out of the car.

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At the same time, Mo Qishen noticed a familiar license plate. He instantly put away his silly smile, and maintained a cold and restrained demeanor again, going back to his original appearance.

Morris, Marcus: “…” Stop pretending, we saw everything.

“Mr. Mog”, greeted Morris and Marcus respectfully.

Mo Qishen vomited three words, a mysterious shadow covering him in the moonlight, “Back to the manor.”

“Yes.” Marcus immediately took his bike.

Mo Qishen leaned back into the car, Marcus pedaling after the luxury car.

As he pedaled, Marcus noticed that something was off.

Under the moonlight, Marcus realized this wasn’t his boss’s car at all.

…

On this side, Ni Yang had just opened the door to the yard when the lights inside came on.

The dim light lit up the small path in the yard. Ni Yang felt warmth in her heart as she saw Ni Cuihua, who had put on a coat, come out from inside, “Yangyang.”

“Mom.”

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“Yangyang, come inside quickly,” Ni Cuihua took the suitcase from Ni Yang’s hands, “Are you hungry? Mom kept some food for you.”

“Mom, how did you know that I would come back tonight?” There was no phone at home, and to take a phone call, they had to go to the village. To avoid the hassle for Ni Cuihua, Ni Yang didn’t call home at all.

Ni Cuihua replied, “When you left, you said you would come back in about a week, so I thought you should be back by now.”

When a child goes on a long journey, a mother worries. Ever since the day Ni Yang left, NI Cuihua had been counting the days at home, hoping for her return. Every time they ate, she set aside a portion specially for Ni Yang, so that she wouldn’t be hungry when she came back.