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Chapter 104 The Young Master and the Ghost Bride 4



Chapter 104 The Young Master and the Ghost Bride 4

The beauty's long black hair draped behind her like silk, framing her delicate features. At this moment, a hint of sadness wore over his face, and his eyes seemed to be misty, making him look particularly endearing.

"Young Master." At this time, a voice came from the door, and then a figure in blue came from behind the screen.

The visitor was wearing a luxurious blue brocade robe, the hem of which rose gently with his steps.

He has a handsome face, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised with a gentle smile.

The jade belt around the waist is inlaid with light blue gems, which is low-key yet luxurious.

He has elegant manners and his speech reveals an innate noble temperament, as if he is a child of destiny, and people look up to him.

"Are you awake? Are you feeling unwell?" Mo Heng looked at the beauty in front of him, whose eyes gradually lit up. His own appearance was reflected in her dark eyes.

Mo Heng felt that the beauty was a hundred times more beautiful with her eyes open than when she was asleep. His heart beat faster unconsciously, and a blush appeared on the tips of his ears. He didn't dare to look directly into the beauty's eyes.

"I'm not feeling unwell anywhere. May I ask who you are?" The beautiful young woman was dazzled by the handsome man in front of her. Although she didn't remember why she was there and didn't know who the other person was, when she saw the other person's face, the beauty no longer had any guard and was extremely happy from the bottom of her heart.

Mo Heng saw that the beauty's eyes were always on his face, and he felt satisfied that his careful dressing up had paid off.

Sitting on a chair beside the bed, he explained softly, "I am the owner of this mansion. What is your name? And why were you floating in the river before?"

"My name?" The beauty lowered her eyes and thought for a while, but her mind was still blank.

But the young man didn't feel uneasy at all. He felt that with the man in front of him, he could be at peace even if he lost his memory. "I only remember his name is Chu Jun. Sorry, I don't remember anything else."

The beauty lying on the bed was Chu Jun. Her eyes were drooping, and she looked a little melancholy. Her face was slightly pale, as if she had lost all her brilliance.

His body was so thin that it looked as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind. His appearance made people feel pity for him.

Mo Heng looked at it, his heart filled with pain, as if a knife was cutting his heart.

Mo Heng certainly didn't have the heart to ask about Chu Yun's identity any further, so he just said, "I still have some money here. I wonder if the young master is willing to stay with me for a while. I can help you find your relatives."

Yes, although Chu Jun had a beautiful face that was difficult to tell whether he was male or female, Mo Heng could tell at a glance that he was a man. He became even more convinced when he helped Chu Jun change his clothes.

However, Chu Yun's identity as a man could not resist Mo Heng's love for him. From the first sight of him, Mo Heng fell in love with him.

Even if this world does not accept male wives, as long as Chu Jun nods, he has plenty of ways to silence the gossips.

Mo Heng had already considered Chu Yun his own person, and no matter what, he would not let him leave his side.

"Then I'll trouble you, sir. I just don't know your name." Chu Jun still felt a little unwell, but with someone he trusted around him, he relaxed.

"Mo Heng."

Chu Yun's heart trembled when he heard this, as if his soul had found its home.

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"You said my son brought back a beauty of unknown origin, and asked you to tell him that he wanted to marry her?" In the main house of the Mo family, a slightly plump middle-aged man looked at the old housekeeper in front of him and said in disbelief.

Uncle Li saw the master's expected expression and dutifully relayed Mo Heng's words: "Young Master's original words were that if Master and Madam insisted on letting him marry the eldest daughter of the Lin family, it would be better for him to marry this one. At least he likes her."

"What's so special about the girl from the Lin family that he doesn't like her? She's well-known in our Su Village for being dignified and virtuous. She's nothing compared to those women outside." Master Mo saw that he couldn't control his son and angrily slapped the armrest of his subordinate.

Dou, the mistress of the Mohist school, was not one to indulge her husband. "Hey, be gentle! I love this chair so much! Don't break it. Also, who are you angry with? If you can only say this in front of the children, I will respect you. Why are you trying to show off in front of me?"

Mr. Mo was also henpecked. Seeing his wife glance at him, his tone softened: "I was doing that for his own good. Look, he's already eighteen years old, and he doesn't even have a close friend in the backyard. What's he going to do in the future?"

"If you ask me, you should just stop caring about your son. When has he ever listened to you? Besides, half of our family business was earned by your son." Dou looked at her anxious husband and advised.

Mr. Mo knew his position in the family very well. He was simply worried that his son had been deceived. "That's true, but our family is rich and powerful. If a troublemaker comes into the family, then our Mo family will never be at peace in the future."

"As long as the woman he marries in the future is not trouble-making, I won't care about him. The money is earned by the child himself, and the happiness belongs to the young couple, so let's not interfere." Dou was a clear-headed person. Since the baton had been passed to Mo Heng, the child would have to solve future matters on his own.

"You gave birth to a good son, but why do you have such a big mind? What's the harm in listening to me, your father?" Mr. Mo became more and more angry the more he thought about it. He didn't know who Mo Heng inherited his temperament from.

Dou was also angered by Master Mo's unreasonable words and retorted, "What are you still dissatisfied with? Everyone outside is envious of you, Mo Linwei. Your eldest son has built his family business into the entire Feng Dynasty. The phrase "richest in the world" is attributed to our Mo family. You, Mo Linwei, have been enjoying yourself for half of the past ten years since you took over as head of the family!"

"That's what you say, but since it's a matter of marrying a wife for life, we should at least meet the girl first, right? We want to marry her without saying anything." Mo Linwei was scolded by his wife and said aggrievedly.

"Come on, what's the point of us nagging here? Let's go to the other village to see the girl sometime and bring some gifts. From what Heng'er said, the girl may not be willing to marry my son. By the way, don't be disrespectful to me when the time comes, or your son will not be happy with you!" Dou made the final decision.

Mo Linwei knew his wife was angry, so he didn't bother to argue. He replied, "I know, I know."

Poor Mo Lin Wei, the head of a wealthy family, is not only shorter than his wife, but he can't even raise his head in front of his own son. He feels so depressed.

But his son did bring him a lot of face. It is said that wealth cannot last for more than three generations. The Mo family has been in business for three generations and is the richest businessmen in Jiangnan. It was thought that the Mo family had almost reached its peak and would then go downhill.

Who would have thought that his son would push the Mo family business to another peak. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is now rich enough to rival a country.

"If I can't hold my head up, then so be it. My son is so hardworking and filial. I can't be so ignorant." The depressed Mr. Mo consoled himself and went back to playing with the birds happily.

After watching his master and his wife bicker again, Uncle Li felt that the young master's temperament was just like his own. The henpecked look was exactly the same.


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