Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 303: 103: A very important person! _6

After almost two months apart, his wife seemed to have become more beautiful. The sight of her two shallow dimples made Mo Qishen feel slightly dazed.

“Brother Mo?” Ni Yang waved her hand in front of his face.

Mo Qishen snapped back to reality, instinctively revealing his whereabouts, “I had to leave town on the second day of the month, and just returned yesterday. The trip was so rushed, I didn’t have a chance to inform you.”

Ni Yang nodded, “I was wondering why I hadn’t seen you for such a long time.”

The two walked and talked, and in no time they arrived at the Noodle Restaurant.

It was break time, so there were no clients lining up outside the noodle restaurant. Ni Yang asked, “Brother Mo, have you eaten? Shall I cook noodles for you?”

“Sure.” Mo Qishen nodded, “Thank you, Yangyang.”

Even with a full stomach, he still felt hungry for his wife’s freshly cooked noodles.

In just a little while, Ni Yang brought out the noodles.

Mo Qishen stood up to take the noodles, and in no time, he finished a large bowl of noodles.

Seeing him eat so quickly, Ni Yang stood up and said: “Brother Mo, I’ll cook another bowl for you.”

He must have been ravenous, otherwise he wouldn’t have eaten so quickly.

In truth, Mo Qishen was overly stuffed.

Only God knew that he had just eaten a steak…

He’d rather endure short-term pain, hence why he ate so quickly.

Hearing this, Mo Qishen immediately stood up and grabbed Ni Yang’s hand, “Yangyang, I’m full!”

Their hands touching sent a jolt through them, Mo Qishen quickly pulled back, “Yangyang, I’m really full!”

Seeing Ni Yang’s relaxed demeanor, he too relaxed significantly, “Yangyang, when have I ever been reserved with you. By the way, my mother is hosting a tea party at home tomorrow, would you like to join us? Xiaodie misses you a lot.”

Xiaodie truly missed her.

He too, missed her.

Mo Qishen had never felt so weak. His beloved was right in front of him, yet he dared not confess his feelings.

He was already twenty-eight years old.

Ni Yang was only eighteen.

He feared scaring Ni Yang.

What scared him even more was the thought that he might not be deserving of Ni Yang.

If he ended up frightening Ni Yang, they wouldn’t even be able to maintain their friendship. At least right now, even if nothing else, they could still be friends.

Ni Yang happily said, “Sure.”

She should be able to see Li Xianxian, who was essentially the approved granddaughter-in-law, at the Mo Family’s tea party.

Anytime Li Xianxian was unhappy, she was happy.

With that thought, Ni Yang unconsciously curled her lips into a smile.

“Yangyang.” Mo Qishen couldn’t help blurting out.

At this moment, thousands of voices in his heart were clamoring.

Confess!

Confess!

If you can’t even say ‘I like you’, are you even a man?

“Hmm?” Ni Yang lifted her eyes to look at Mo Qishen, her exquisite peach blossom eyes crystal clear.

Seeing those crystal clear eyes, the confession Mo Qishen intended died on his lips, he said instead, “Yangyang, I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning, okay?”

“Hmm,” Ni Yang said: “I’ll wait for you at home.”

Mo Qishen maintained his calm demeanor after he spoke, however, he was already feeling utterly defeated inside.

Sigh!

He really was useless.

In order to show his best self in front of Ni Yang, Mo Qishen didn’t return home in the afternoon but stayed behind to help at the noodle restaurant instead.

Watching that busy figure inside the restaurant, Marcus and Morris sitting in the car thought they were going blind.

It was one thing to have seen Mo Qishen pouring wine and handing out cigarettes to a bunch of workers at the noodle restaurant last time, but this time, why was he even doing menial work?

Regardless of pursuing his wife, he shouldn’t have to demean himself like this, right?

After all, with his status clear to anyone who cared to look, he only needed to shed his disguise and countless wealthy young ladies would rush to swoon over him.

…

When Ni Yang returned home in the evening, she spoke to Wang Tieniu about her intention to buy a shop; the renovation wasn’t in a hurry and could wait until Wang Tieniu finished building the house.

Wang Tieniu was known for his responsible work attitude; Ni Yang didn’t wish to look for other construction teams.

Upon hearing this, Wang Tieniu said, “Yangyang, thank you for trusting me so much! I have a cousin who’s also a bricklayer, I can ask him if he could help you out?”

Wang Tieniu’s cousin lived under harsh circumstances; he even borrowed a hundred yuan from Wang Tieniu last December for the New Year celebrations.

So, Wang Tieniu wanted to give this opportunity to his cousin and help him out.

Ni Yang nodded her head, “Sure, then please, Uncle Tieniu, communicate this to him for me. You’re aware of the labor cost; if he has time, he can start at any time.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll visit him tonight. Thank you so much, Yangyang!” Wang Tieniu exclaimed excitedly.

Ni Yang replied with a smile, “Uncle Tieniu, you’ve helped me so much; I should be the one thanking you.”

The next morning, Mo Qishen arrived timely on that bicycle to pick up Ni Yang.

Ni Yang was still wearing the beige cheongsam from yesterday, with a dark blue coat over it.

Dark blue was a picky color, but when worn by Ni Yang, it only highlighted her skin, fair and snowy, with lips as bright as oil rouge.

Whether it was the brilliant red or the low-key beige, both colors were perfectly embodied by her, as if all the colors were created just for her.

“Brother Mo, let’s go.” Ni Yang got on the back seat of the bicycle, naturally placing her hand on Mo Qishen’s waist.

Seeing the hand on his waist, Mo Qishen’s lips slightly curved. His otherwise empty heart was filled in an instant, and he inadvertently sped up his pedaling.

In no time at all, they arrived at the Mo Family villa.

Since it was a tea party, many well-known young ladies and wealthy wives who had a good relationship with the Mo Family were gathered in the villa’s hall.

As soon as Ni Yang stepped in, she was warmly greeted by Lady Mo and Mo Hudie, “Yangyang is here!”

“Sister Ni Yang.”

With that, Mo Qishen, the biological son and nephew, was disregarded and left aside…

Hearing the commotion, Li Xianxian, who was engaged in a conversation lifted her head and looked over, only to catch sight of Ni Yang.

Ni Yang!

Why was it her again?

Li Xianxian squinted her eyes and turned to look at Mo Baichuan only to find his gaze unconsciously drifting towards Ni Yang.

This wouldn’t do, she had to stop things from progressing like this.

She needed to find a way to make the Mo Family dislike Ni Yang.

Otherwise, Mo Baichuan would eventually be snatched away by Ni Yang one day.

Because at Grandmother Mo’s birthday banquet last time, Ni Yang had worn a striking cheongsam, everyone was impressed by her traditional, yet fashionable, dress. Subsequently, the high society started favoring the vintage style, and among the young ladies currently standing in the hall, the majority were wearing cheongsams.

Originally, Li Xianxian was the one being praised and imitated by everyone since she was always at the forefront of fashion trends. Now that suddenly someone else was in that position, Li Xianxian felt a jumble of emotions in her heart and felt uncomfortable.

Despite her feeling uncomfortable, Li Xianxian still warmly went up to Ni Yang and said softly, “Sister Yangyang.”