Inheritance of Two Trillion

Chapter 1895: Chapter 1488: Mo Chengju’s Invitation

The Mo family dinner was interrupted by the inexplicable drama staged by Mo Chengju and Mo ZiYun. Although many people couldn’t understand it, they knew there must be something going on, and it wasn’t small. Otherwise, why would Mo ZiYun, disregarding his image, obediently follow instructions and eat himself into rolling eyes in public?

When Mo Chengju finished speaking and returned to his seat, everyone exchanged confused glances, looking at Mo Chengju and Mo ZiYun, trying to figure something out.

”Son, are you okay? Why don’t you go and throw up!” Mo ZiYun’s mother looked at her son’s flushed face, feeling deeply concerned.

Mo Chengyuan quickly nodded in agreement; as a father, he shared the same sentiment.

Mo ZiYun couldn’t help but glance in Mo Chengju’s direction and shook his head tightly.

Throw up?

Didn’t you hear what Mo Chengju just said? He asked him to rest here!

If he goes to throw up, he can’t cover this matter up, and all this suffering would be for nothing.

Mo ZiYun didn’t dare.

Mo Chengyuan and his wife saw this, feeling both worried and anxious.

”Mingyuan! Is this necessary!” Mo Chengyuan looked towards Mo Chengju and let out a low growl.

Seeing his son like this, he was heartbroken and couldn’t care less.

”Fourth Uncle! What’s ZiYun done to offend you, tell us! He’s still a child!” Mo Chengyuan’s wife couldn’t hold back, wanting to clarify the matter.

Mo ZiYun kept pressing his hand against his mouth to prevent himself from vomiting, waving his hand frantically.

He endured all this suffering just so Mo Chengju wouldn’t speak. If it were spoken, he’d be in big trouble!

Unfortunately, Mo Chengyuan and his wife, out of love for their son, couldn’t care about anything else.

Facing their outcry, Mo Chengju acted as if he didn’t hear, not only picking up chopsticks but also urging those at their table to eat, ”Come on, everyone, don’t stop, eat. The food is so delicious, keep eating. Sheng, you try this.”

The others were not as carefree as Mo Chengju, all holding their chopsticks, not daring to move.

Bai Xiaosheng looked at Mo Chengju a bit helplessly, both amused and exasperated.

The scene was so chaotic, yet Mo Chengju remained so calm, truly living up to being the ”Chaos Demon” in Mo Ziyue’s words, who was not favored at home for understandable reasons.

If it weren’t for being Old Mr. Mo Haichuan’s fourth son, someone like him would probably have been driven away with clubs.

Mo Ziyue, on the other hand, found it nothing unusual.

Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying exchanged glances, also pondering how to wrap up this scene.

Seeing Mo Chengju unmoved, while their son dared not vomit, Mo Chengyuan and his wife became even more furious, intending to go over and start arguing with Mo Chengju.

At Mo Chengyuan’s table, the oldest member of the Mo family, Mo Chengfang, was respected by everyone, and all looked at him.

Mo Chengfang, however, was tranquil like a meditating monk, neither listening nor questioning, not even lifting his head, his eyelids slightly drooped.

And his wife mirrored his state.

Mo Chenggui indeed had the intention to stand up and mediate but was secretly pulled back by his wife.

Mo Chenggui glanced at his wife, who subtly shook her head, indicating for him not to act.

Being a man who listened to his wife at home, he held back when his wife signaled.

Since no Mo family members spoke up, nobody else at the table dared to intervene, just watching silently.

The scene was briefly somewhat awkward.

Just as Mo Chengyuan and his wife were about to lose their temper, a deep cough suddenly sounded.

The sound wasn’t loud but full of authority.

This sound was like a command; everyone simultaneously looked towards the direction of the sound and the person who made it.

The one who made the sound was none other than Mo Haichuan.

At this moment, Mo Haichuan’s face was peaceful, as if nothing had happened, looking at the dishes before him, even picking up a piece with chopsticks, savoring and slowly swallowing it.

For a few seconds, everyone watched him eat.

”Eat, why are you all frozen? Eating, no talking allowed. Don’t you understand this rule!” Old Mr. Mo’s eyelids lifted, looking towards Mo Chengyuan and his wife, his gaze filled with an aura of authority.

Hearing Old Mr. Mo speaking, everyone dared not hesitate anymore, quickly picking up their chopsticks, pretending nothing had happened, continuing to eat and drink.

Except the atmosphere was much quieter than the initial family dinner.

The almost erupting emotions of Mo Chengyuan and his wife seemed frozen on the spot, too.

”Dad!” Mo Chengyuan couldn’t help but call out in a low voice.

Mo Haichuan glanced at him, ”Why are you still standing? Sit back and eat!”

In the Mo family, Mo Haichuan held absolute authority, with no one daring or capable of defying it!

When the old man stayed silent, sons and daughters-in-law could talk, even bicker a little. Once he spoke, it was a command!

This is the Mo Family’s rule!

Many years ago, even the then-young and vigorous Mo Family Eldest Son did not follow it. His wife was also no pushover, and as a result, Old Mr. Mo kicked them out, almost making it impossible for them to return.

It wasn’t until many years later, when the old man’s temper finally cooled, that they were allowed back into the family.

The entire Mo Family, perhaps the only exception was Mo Chengju, but even he never defied in front of everyone. At most, he resisted softly when no one was around or did things his way before saying anything. Even when Mo Chengju ”betrayed” the family back then, he stayed away for over two years.

These two precedents made Mo Chengyuan and his wife instantly intimidated.

If they really angered the old man, who knows, their son might also be affected.

Mo Chengyuan and his wife swallowed their frustrations and returned to their seats, still worriedly watching their son.

An eye from Old Mr. Mo made Mo ZiYun obediently return to his seat, sitting there dejectedly, holding back his stomach bloating.

Right now, Mo ZiYun’s stomachache was caused by eating too fast and too hastily, far from being a reaction from conflicting medicinal meals.

In two more hours, that would be when he truly suffered.

The Mo Family’s family banquet concluded its second half in silence, much faster than usual.

After eating, Old Mr. Mo wiped his mouth and left without a word.

Afterward, everyone hurriedly dispersed, unwilling to linger.

With Old Mr. Mo’s unclear attitude on this matter, staying longer risked trouble, which no one wanted.

Mo Chengju also left with Bai Xiaosheng and others.

Only then did Mo Chengyuan and his wife rush to check on their son and take him away.

Once back at their guest courtyard, seeing no one around, Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t help but say to Mo Chengju, ”Mr. Chengju, you were too ruthless! Doing this, won’t it be difficult for you in the future?”

To Bai Xiaosheng’s concern, Mo Chengju sneered, ”Mo ZiYun brought it on himself! He even tried to set me up! I can speak nicely, but I have a quick temper, and I can’t stand being schemed against!”

To that, Bai Xiaosheng shrugged.

In truth, Bai Xiaosheng quite admired this side of Mo Chengju.

Lin Weiwei and Lei Ying exchanged a smile, finding it satisfying.

”My fourth uncle, you and I are already the least favored at home, and you do this! Now, people will probably dislike you even more... though it does relieve my standing.” Mo Ziyue joked wryly, ”You and Sheng chat, I’ll go for a walk and gauge the atmosphere.”

Mo ZiYun ate so many conflicting medicinal meals, who knows what might happen next, perhaps the storm is still brewing.

”Go ahead.” Mo Chengju waved casually.

Mo Ziyue nodded to Bai Xiaosheng and the others and then left.

Mo Chengju ordered the servants to brew some tea and continued chatting with Bai Xiaosheng in the courtyard.

Half an hour later, Bai Xiaosheng called a servant to fetch pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

”What are you doing?” Mo Chengju asked, unable to resist, as Bai Xiaosheng spread out the xuan paper and dipped his brush in ink.

”I’m handling the aftermath! You’ve taught Mo ZiYun a lesson, but there’s no need to take it too far; you’re all family, after all.” Bai Xiaosheng replied with a smile.

Pausing briefly in thought, Bai Xiaosheng began writing the formula that Red Lotus had deduced for him, swiftly completing it in a few lines.

Even as an outsider, Mo Chengju couldn’t help but nod at the beautiful calligraphy.

”Mr. Chengju, give this to old Mr. Mo,” Bai Xiaosheng smiled.

Mo Chengju was amused, taking the prescription. ”Such fine handwriting will definitely please the old man.”

”But this prescription is for treating Mo ZiYun?” Mo Chengju asked.

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, ”He’ll still suffer, and the medicine is very bitter, but it will neutralize the medicinal meal and prevent any lasting harm to Mo ZiYun.”

After all, Mo ZiYun is still his own nephew, no need to be too harsh.

Mo Chengju nodded, ”Then I’ll give it to the old man.”

Saying that, Mo Chengju got up and left.

However, after a short while, he came back.

Under Bai Xiaosheng’s surprised gaze, Mo Chengju laughed, ”I forgot to mention it! Talking to you about Western medicine and pharmaceutical research was enlightening. How about you visit my company tomorrow? It’s right here in the city!”

This is great news!

Bai Xiaosheng was naturally willing.

He hadn’t discussed switching jobs with Mo Chengju yet; tomorrow’s an opportunity.

Bai Xiaosheng immediately nodded, ”Sure, I’ll visit your company tomorrow!”