Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!-Chapter 494: Half for You, Half for Me

"So, what brings you to the hospital so late at night? You don’t need to be hospitalized for that... don’t tell me you came especially to see us," Feng Ye asked curiously, looking at him.

All those years of grudges, and Mo Fan had never landed such a heavy blow on him—it seemed she still had her own place in her heart.

Just as Feng Ye was secretly rejoicing, he heard Lin Xuanze’s words—

"There’s a pair at home... I, the single dog, am not adding to the commotion."

"Hahaha, no wonder you showed up at the hospital with a bruised and swollen face; turns out you’re seeking refuge!" Feng Ye suddenly laughed like a pig, but then gasped with pain as it tugged at his wound.

Xiao Feng wore an ’I have no idea what you’re talking about’ expression: "So, what are you laughing at?"

Feng Ye: "..."

Lin Xuanze: "..."

Great!

Xiao Feng was clueless about matters of the heart—not even feeling the pinch in such a big dye vat, is he truly impervious to influence?!

Feng Ye couldn’t help but scrutinize Xiao Feng—was he pretending not to understand, or did he truly not get it?

Lin Xuanze pressed the call button on Feng Ye’s bedside, and a female nurse hurried over. Seeing the weird atmosphere in the room, she hesitated to speak, "Mr. Feng, what’s wrong?"

"He’s fine; I’m not." Lin Xuanze presented his bruised face to the nurse. He hadn’t expected her to arrive so quickly and didn’t have time to cover up, so he just brazenly let her see.

"Please add another bed over there," Lin Xuanze pointed to the empty space at his feet.

The nurse: "... Sir, you don’t need to be hospitalized for a superficial injury. The bruising will subside after a few days of applying medication..."

Lin Xuanze was adamant: "I’m staying here! I’ll be discharged when they are."

The nurse: "... Okay, I’ll arrange for an additional hospital bed."

They were all young masters, and she didn’t dare to offend them.

Before leaving, the nurse took another look at Lin Xuanze, struggling not to laugh—thank goodness for the mask.

Now satisfied, Lin Xuanze lay down, and the three tough brothers were in the same hospital room, letting that couple at home cause whatever trouble they wanted!

After their big fight, it was already ten o’clock. Yun Yue, seeing Lin Xuanze hadn’t returned, was about to call him on her phone when she noticed he had called around seven. She redialed immediately.

The call connected just before it would have cut off.

"Where are you?"

Lin Xuanze took a bite of his apple and chewed before saying, "Hospital."

Yun Yue frowned slightly: "What are you doing at the hospital? Which bone did you break?"

Lin Xuanze: "... psychological fracture!"

He hung up the phone right after saying that!

Sending him over as a human punching bag, and she had the nerve to hope he’d broken a bone!

Did he have to get hospitalized for them not being lovey-dovey? ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Yun Yue squinted at the hung-up phone, ’psychological fracture’?

After dinner, they each returned to their rooms to deal with their matters.

Yun Yue opened her laptop, knowing that today all the major powers and families would probably reshuffle and many would try to ingratiate themselves with her.

However, she didn’t take much stock in these gestures and casually left it all to Ji Jun to handle.

She would naturally extend the same trust to the man her grandfather trusted.

"Boss, congratulations!" Cang Leng and Xiao Bai congratulated Yun Yue in the video.

Suddenly transformed into the legitimate heir of the Ji Family, its sole inheritor.

Yun Yue softly chuckled, her gaze profound and tinged with a cold nine-tenths: "Time to slowly draw the net in."

"Yes,"

Cang Bai and Xiao Bai complied.

Snow Wolf clenched his fist, a rare display of emotion: "You promised me before, after the deed is done, that person will be left to my disposal."

They all looked curious, what had the boss promised Snow Wolf?

Yun Yue pondered, causing Snow Wolf’s heart to tighten, "Are you thinking of going back on your word?!"

Yun Yue’s gaze flickered slightly: "Of course not, I just don’t want to let that person off either."

Snow Wolf said without any expression, "It doesn’t matter, as long as we can catch him, you take half and I’ll take half."

Yun Yue chuckled lightly, "Okay."

Xiao Bai: "..."

Cang Leng: "..."

Can a person still live if divided in two?

The two of them silently felt sympathy for that person for a second; better off dead because if not... they’d probably be tortured to death alive.

"By the way, boss, the last time some people troubled you on your way home from school, I’ve found out they were from the Black Alliance, arranged by Mo Lingwei. What do you plan to do with her?"

Mo Fan flashed a hint of coldness – daring to employ people from the Black Alliance to deal with the boss, she must be tired of living!

Originally, Mo Fan didn’t take her provocations and frame-ups seriously, but to misuse her power to discipline the boss!

What if she offended others? Would she also send someone to teach them a lesson?

"Let it go," Yun Yue, controlling the computer, decided Mo Lingwei’s fate with a single sentence.

She had her chance, and she chose her own path – a good hand played terribly can’t be anyone’s fault but her own.

"Fine."

After hanging up the video call, Yun Yue started to control the computer, the black interface with lines of green code jumping and covering one line after another.

Yun Yue was searching every corner of the M country through satellite, yet still nothing was found.

**

Mo Family.

Zhang Wenxian sat on the floor, looking mad with her hair disheveled and makeup ruined, as she laughed crazily at the Mo father and son.

"You certainly are father and son, eager to suck up to Mo Fan when you saw he’s Golden Net’s Charming Fox, even wanting a divorce from me!"

"How ridiculous. You were the ones who personally drove her out of the Mo Family. Do you think she would return to the Mo Family? Would she acknowledge the two of you again?"

Mo Huai Zhang looked at her dangerously.

"Why glare at me like that, have I spoken wrongly?" Zhang Wenxian sneered, "Old man, don’t be so arrogant. You’ve spent your whole life clinging to power; at home, you’re the head of the family, outside, you have to grovel and smile obsequiously to others, living no better than a dog."

Mo Huai Zhang’s face turned red with anger, clutching his chest, obviously not lightly upset.

"Shut up! If it weren’t for you today, my Mo Family wouldn’t have lost all dignity! And Mo Fan! Perhaps he might still acknowledge me as his grandfather!"

"Dream on. You and your son know very well how her mother died. Do you think she would accept you, accept the Mo Family?" Zhang Wenxian scorned, slowly getting up.

"There’s really nothing worthwhile left in the Mo Family now. After today, the Mo Family will be cast into the eighteenth level of hell." She wiped away the tears on her face, looking coldly at the man she had loved for over twenty years – how ridiculous.

Her words caused a drastic change in the father and son’s expressions.

Indeed, she wasn’t wrong. Since Mo Fan had cut ties with the Mo Family at the banquet today, who would dare to associate with the Mo Family from now on?

Zhang Wenxian’s resolute departure obviously meant she had a backup plan.

Over the years, she had saved quite a lot of private money, and with Lingwei around, she wasn’t worried about her future.

"Dad, what do we do?!" Mo Wanchang watched Zhang Wenxian leave without trying to stop her, anxiously looking at Mo Huai Zhang.

If he didn’t divorce Zhang Wenxian, Mo Fan wouldn’t let the company off.

Mo Huai Zhang suddenly aged a great deal, pounding his cane forcefully, and in a heart attack of rage, exclaimed: "It’s all the disasters you’ve brought!"

Mo Huai Zhang fainted, uncertain whether from anger or regret.

"Dad! Dad!" Mo Wanchang instantly became frantic.

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