Chapter 307: All Cherry Blossoms In Nan Province Pulled Up
Mo Shifu’s recovery from his stroke was not long, his facial paralysis improved, and his movements were still difficult and slow, but he insisted on walking step by step.
It’s like a long-term psychological deterrence, making people’s hearts pound with anxiety due to unknown changes and crises.
“Unlock the car,” Lian Cheng unbuckled her seatbelt.
Feng Shien did not object; with Mo Shifu present, they were actually safe.
Lian Cheng got out of the car.
Mo Shifu, leaning on his cane, stopped a few steps away. “Lian Cheng, my granddaughter, there is a special important day this afternoon to hold your father’s memorial ceremony. Where are you going?”
Hearing this, Lian Cheng couldn’t help but look at Lin Xianzi.
She got out of the car a step slower, pushed Bai Ying back into the car, and came over after closing the door. “I did not agree.”
Mo Shifu said sadly, “When Jianhong was born, the family had already been prosperous for three generations. He lived a life of wealth for over thirty years, pampered by men and adored by women, yet he died alone and desolate for so many years.”
“Xianzi, moving forward means the bloodline is lost, and the liveliness only highlights his lack of affection from his children. Now that Lian Cheng has been found—”
He bent over, leaning on his cane, sunlight falling on his back, like a grieving old father on the verge of collapse, carrying the sorrow of his dying embers. “You don’t let her acknowledge me, and you also don’t let her acknowledge Jianhong?”
The sea breeze blew along the winding road, and Lin Xianzi’s body temperature seemed to dissipate.
Lian Cheng saw her clenching her jaw, veins bulging and creeping up her forehead. The separation of mother and daughter for twenty years had drained her heart, and her blood-soaked hatred and torment had already boiled to the brink.
Mo Shifu’s feigned grief was a tactic to enrage her, make her resent him, and accuse him.
Regardless of whether she scolded or insisted that Lian Cheng not attend the memorial, it exposed her alienation from the Mo family. After the first wife’s line ended, did anyone from the Mo family dare to support her?
Lian Cheng gripped Lin Xianzi’s hand and looked at Mo Shifu. “Grandfather, do you truly recognize me as your granddaughter?”
“How could I not? Grandfather has regretted more than once not insisting on a second identification in Hong Kong, and regrettably missed you.”
Lian Cheng laughed.
Liang Zhengping was a master of psychological warfare, and Mo Shifu was birds of a feather with him. They would not miss any opportunity to remind Lin Xianzi that she had abandoned her.
“You cherish me so much. I thought that after the armed kidnapping in Hong Kong and you revealing my scars in Singapore, you truly believed my father and I were unworthy of the Mo surname.”
Mo Shifu’s eyebrow twitched, and he was stunned. “Scars? Kidnapping? Lian Cheng thinks Grandfather did it?”
Lin Xianzi gasped, suppressing her emotions. She was not someone who acted impulsively. Her hostility towards Mo Shifu had long been clear. If he were trying to provoke her, his words would not be sharp enough.
This act of hypocrisy seemed more like a delay tactic.
“Isn’t it?” Lin Xianzi’s eyes swept towards Feng Shien, pushing Lian Cheng back towards the car. “Lian Yingying still lives in your mansion and is protected by you.”
Lian Cheng stumbled unexpectedly. Feng Shien understood Lin Xianzi’s hint and strode over to embrace her. “Aunt Lin wants us to leave first.”
Before the words were out, Lian Cheng had no time to think.
A convoy emerged from around the bend, not many cars, four in total, with a Land Rover leading.
The speed was too fast; they were almost upon them in a breath.
They blocked both lanes. The Land Rover rapidly decelerated and veered to the far right.
Lian Cheng withdrew her gaze. The rear window of the second car suddenly rolled down.
A sharp ringing filled Lian Cheng’s ears, the sound of wind and waves, like a coincidental illusion.
Suddenly, she felt as if she had returned to Nan Province. It was just the beginning of winter, and the cherry trees in the green belt had just been planted. She had just come out of a black clinic and stepped onto the roadside platform. A car also approached, and the window rolled down. It turned out to be Liang Chaosu.
Looking inside, Gu Xingyuan, with his legs crossed, smiled meaningfully.
Lin Xianzi suddenly understood. Mo Shifu not only wanted to delay them so they would miss their flight, but he also wanted to orchestrate this meeting.
Liang Chaosu had never been defeated, except by Lian Cheng, whom he bowed his head to.
If Lian Cheng left, and Liang Chaosu returned to Europe, his whereabouts would become a mystery again. It would be far better for him to be at Mo Shifu’s stronghold in Singapore, where at least any major moves would not escape his notice.
Even if Liang Chaosu didn’t pursue, Lian Cheng couldn’t leave. Her presence would be convenient for diverting Liang Chaosu’s attention at a critical moment, buying time for a counterattack.
“Shien, take Lian Cheng away.” Lin Xianzi’s face turned grim as she stared at the convoy. “No matter what happens next, prioritize boarding the plane.”
Before the words were out, the leading Land Rover slowly stopped. Lian Cheng was overwhelmed with a complex surge of emotions, a bittersweet feeling.
At twenty-eight, Liang Chaosu was brimming with power; at twenty-nine, his hair was all white.
Feng Shien tightened his embrace on her shoulder, shaking her back to consciousness. “They planned this in advance. If we stay, we’ll fall into their trap.”
Lian Cheng’s lips lost their color. The sunlight was too intense, blurring her vision. She felt that gaze, obscure, silent, and deeply etched into her bones, penetrating her.
It wasn’t specific disappointment or resentment, but ultimately it was cold, icy.
Lian Cheng took a step forward in silence.
Mo Shifu did not stop her, waiting for the short-haired woman who got out of the Land Rover to approach.
He said kindly, “Shengnan, why are you back? Didn’t you go to the US?”
“Old Master Mo,”
Huang Shengnan nodded. “A distinguished guest canceled their trip at the last minute.”
She was tall, at least 1.75 meters, neither thin nor overweight, dressed neutrally, with a heroic and spirited demeanor. A woman who could ascend in a wealthy family was more than just ordinary; she was more complex than a man.
She was polite and respected elders but not subservient. After greeting everyone, she also sized up Lian Cheng.
Mo Shifu seemed to admire her greatly, and his tone was friendly. “Then will you come to Jianhong’s memorial ceremony this afternoon?”
Huang Shengnan looked at Lin Xianzi. “Aunt, is sister going?”
The Huang family had a chaotic struggle for property a few years ago, and Lin Xianzi had no intention of getting involved. Her acquaintance with Huang Shengnan was limited to nods.
She looked back; Lian Cheng had already gotten into the car, and Feng Shien was turning around. “It’s not a festival or a special occasion, and the timing is not right. Who is this memorial ceremony for? Lian Cheng is not feeling well, and the doctor advised her to act less.”
Liang Chaosu rolled up his car window.
Huang Shengnan let out a snort of laughter, immediately becoming serious, with an unfathomable concern. “I heard there were thugs who wanted to kidnap sister at gunpoint in Hong Kong. Have all the kidnappers been caught now?”
Mo Shifu’s expression darkened slightly. Lin Xianzi also understood the bias in her words.
The Huang family intended to help her regarding Lian Yingying’s arrest.
Lin Xianzi glanced at the car with its tightly shut windows. “Thank you for your concern. There is already a clear direction.”
She had politely declined.
Huang Shengnan’s smile remained unchanged. “Aunt, you’re being formal with me. Sister is so cute today, my heart is melting. I can’t help but ask more.”
She sighed. “Out of over two hundred countries in the world, Huaxia has the best public security. Yet there are guns everywhere. The people behind the scenes are reckless. Until they are caught, there is danger. I’m afraid if sister leaves you, it will give the bad guys an opportunity, and history will repeat itself.”
Lin Xianzi’s eyes deepened, as if looking at Huang Shengnan, and also as if looking through her at Mo Shifu behind her. “I am prepared.”
Huang Shengnan stopped at the right point and did not pursue, gracefully taking her leave.
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On the other side.
Bai Ying leaned against Lian Cheng in the back seat, while Feng Shien drove in the front. She sneakily fumbled with the central control button and raised the partition.
Lian Cheng pulled her. “Do you have a lot of opinions about Shien?”
“Frankly, I have opinions about all the dogs who get close to you.”
Lian Cheng was listless, still speechless. “Don’t mess around.”
“Who’s messing around?” Bai Ying had something serious to discuss. She took out her phone and showed Lian Cheng the news. “It seems Liang Chaosu didn’t win against his father. All the cherry trees in Nan Province have been uprooted.”
