Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
Let’s go back.
Mo Han said.
Xia Qingyi nodded,
Okay, let’s go.
Mo Han walked ahead with Xia Qingyi following behind him as she said,
You’ll sleep alone tonight. There’s not much space in your hospital room, so I’ll go back home to sleep later and come back tomorrow morning.
Mo Han stopped walking as he said,
What I meant was, let’s go home.
Aren’t you not discharged from the hospital yet?
I’m going to settle the discharge formalities now.
But you aren’t…
I feel fine. I sleep better at home, so let’s go back.
The two went straight to the lobby to settle the discharge formalities before heading back to the hospital room to get their belongings and left the hospital afterwards. They could only take a taxi home as the police had towed Mo Han’s car in the morning after having left the car parked at the side of the road in the middle of the night.
Xia Qingyi had taken off her outerwear once they had reached home. She wanted to take a shower and sleep, only to be stopped by Mo Han,
I have some things to tell you.
What is it?
Mo Han placed his belongings on the table as he took a seat at the table. He said,
It’s about that thing that I’d wanted to tell you about before.
Xia Qingyi took a while to realize that Mo Han was talking about the thing that he had wanted to tell her when they had argued with each other. Though, he had said to wait for a while as there was no suitable time to tell her in detail.
Let us talk about why I hadn’t told my ex-girlfriend and my parents about you like you asked that time.
Xia Qingyi felt a little uncomfortable suddenly as she registered that Mo Han had used the word ‘ex-girlfriend’. It had not seemed long when Shen Rou was still telling her proudly that she was his girlfriend. Yet, in a blink of an eye, she was now an ex-girlfriend.
Sit down.
Mo Han pointed to the place next to him,
It’ll be quite long.
As she stared at Mo Han’s expression, Xia Qingyi felt that the atmosphere then was rather serious. She obediently sat next to Mo Han.
What kind of identity do you think I have?
Mo Han asked.
That you’re a really formidable and rich lawyer.
Xia Qingyi replied according to her impression of him.
Mo Han laughed,
Have you heard about my parents?
Xia Qingyi shook her head. She had heard some gossip from Mo Han’s assistant at the law firm. They had said that Mo Han was a very mysterious person and had studied in America. They had been quite shocked to hear that he had started his law firm with his own money and without anyone else’s help while working alone after he had returned to the country after graduating.
It was only until later that they had heard from somewhere that Mo Han’s parents were actually very rich entrepreneurs in America that they understood slightly why Mo Han had enough money to start his law firm. However, the weird thing was that no matter how close they were to Mo Han, no-one had heard him mention anything about his parents before. There was once where someone had mentioned his parents in front of Mo Han in public in the heat of the moment and was fired by Mo Han after a month.
From then on, no-one had mentioned his parents in front of him anymore.
I grew up in America. I was the same as everyone else when I was young. Like others, I had parents who were especially concerned with their kids. Like others, I had countless fun toys. Like others, I attended the top schools. I was also always within the top three in my cohort in school. There seemed to be nothing that I lacked. Some of the things I had were even better than others.
It was until one day when I was about eight years old that I returned home from school to see my father hitting my mother. My mother was lying on the floor in the living room. There was blood and shattered glass all over the floor while my mother’s hair was in a mess and tangled together. She kept crying while my father kept scolding her while kicking her. He kicked her from the living room to where I had been standing. She started to pull the hems of my pants after she’d seen me, asking me to save her.
Xia Qingyi could only feel a chill run through her body as she listened to his words. Mo Han remained expressionless as she watched him continue recounting his past.
