C7 Crying!

Mo Li's phone slipped from her hand and hit the floor. She never imagined she’d been played for so many years, trying so hard to repay a debt, only to be used as a pawn. In that moment, she felt utterly defeated.

Without money, there was no hope for her adoptive father's illness.

Just a couple of days later, his body gave out, and he passed away. The bitter irony was that in his final moments, it was his adopted daughter who stayed by his side.

Everything proceeded as expected: cremation, burial.

At the memorial service, Mo Li was turned away on the first day. It wasn’t until the second day that she was allowed in, because Lee Feng had always looked down on her and didn’t want the relatives to know about Mo Li’s existence.

After finally taking care of her adoptive father’s funeral, Mo Li felt utterly exhausted. She dragged her weary body back to the place she still considered home.

But before she could rest, the door was flung open by the ever-elusive Lee Feng.

Lee Feng held a check, which she angrily slapped across Mo Li’s face. “You little brat, how dare you trick me! This check is worthless!”

Seeing Lee Feng nearly explode with rage brought Mo Li an unexpected sense of satisfaction.

Yet, she couldn’t help but doubt. Gu Feixi wasn’t the type to deceive people. What was really going on here?

Thinking about that man made her inexplicably nervous, recalling that wild night. For some reason, her body reacted.

Anyway, Lee Feng didn't gain anything from it, so let her rant.

After Lee Feng tired herself out with her tirade, she left with a cold expression. Mo Li, on the other hand, felt incredibly relieved and fell asleep.

Tomorrow, she'd return the check. It was useless to her anyway; money was just a material thing, and Mo Li didn't care about it.

The next day, standing in front of Charming Beauty again, Mo Li felt an unsettling sense of unfamiliarity. But in broad daylight, she figured Gu Feixi couldn't do much to her. After notifying the secretary, she waited alone in the VIP lounge for the meeting to end.

Unexpectedly, Pei Nanhuai, with a bandage on his head, showed up there too.

Seeing Mo Li, Young Master Pei immediately approached with concern, "Mo, you're here too. Where have you been these days? I've missed you."

Mo Li felt a bit of disgust, but seeing the bandage on his head, she politely said, "About that day, I hope you'll be generous and forgive me. I didn't mean to."

Young Master Pei laughed heartily, "My dear Mo is always so considerate. This little injury is nothing. I heard that day you were taken away by that devil Gu. Let me see if he hurt you."

As soon as Mo Li thought of Gu Feixi, she felt a bit uneasy. But when she noticed the greed in Young Master Pei's eyes, she instinctively stepped back.

"What are you doing?" Gu Feixi's voice suddenly cut through the air.

Mo Li was instantly relieved, seeing Gu Feixi approach gracefully in a deep red shirt paired with simple dress pants. For some reason, her heart couldn't help but race at the sight of him.

"I'm just catching up with Miss Mo," Young Master Pei replied. He was a prominent figure in the city, and when it came to Gu Feixi, they usually stayed out of each other's way. He wasn't intimidated.

Unexpectedly, Gu Feixi pulled Mo Li behind him. "I have something to discuss with Miss Mo. Please excuse us, Young Master Pei."

Pei Nanhuai raised an eyebrow, his voice cold. "And if I refuse?"

Gu Feixi, unfazed, responded, "Then you'll have to pay the price. Don't forget, this is Charming Beauty." He was asserting his authority, reminding Pei Nanhuai that he didn't have the upper hand here.