Chapter 125

Words : 975 Updated : Oct 5th, 2025

Saturday morning, bright and early, Chen Mo arrived at the Ji Family home, just as they had agreed. He held a large bouquet of pink and white tulips, interspersed with a cute heart-eyed teddy bear. Due to Ji Tingzhou's command, no one stopped him, but knowing that their master didn't welcome this guest, the servants merely served tea as a formality and left without a word. Earlier, when it was clear that Chen Mo had intentions of taking Ji Nian away, Zhiliao had prepared to resume her old profession, planning to assassinate him. But when Ji Nian chose to stay, Zhiliao no longer considered Chen Mo a threat. With a completely calm attitude, she said, "She's still asleep." Chen Mo nodded to show he understood and naturally chose a comfortable spot to sit down. "No need to wake her; let her sleep a bit longer." Zhiliao thought to herself that she hadn't planned to wake her anyway. Fortunately, on days when Ji Nian had something scheduled, her smart home assistant would wake her up at the right time. At the appointed time, the pink-headed turtle began to call her. Ji Nian didn't dawdle and, after a moment, got up. After getting ready, hearing that Chen Mo had already arrived, she thought she might be late and quickly made her way downstairs in her pajamas. To her surprise, Ji Tingzhou was also there. He was sitting opposite Chen Mo, and the two seemed to have been engaged in some unspoken contest, the atmosphere a bit tense. "Dad, good morning." "Uncle Chen, good morning." As soon as the child approached, the subtle tension between the two men seemed to dissipate, and they both turned to look at her. "Good ‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‍morning, Nian Nian," Chen Mo said, taking in the sight of Ji Nian still in her pajamas, her long, wavy hair a bit messy. He thought to himself, so this is the style of pajamas she likes. He also couldn't help but marvel at/be impressed by the power of genetics. Back when her sister was still alive, her hair would also be like this in the mornings, and she often complained about how hard it was to manage. Ji Tingzhou let out a light scoff from his nose. Still calling her Nian Nian. What a dog name. Chen Mo ignored his sarcastic tone and took the flowers from beside him, bent down, and handed them to the child. "Here, for you." Ji Nian took them, pleasantly surprised. "Thank you, Uncle Chen." Two lifetimes combined, and this was her first time receiving flowers. System: 【Who said that? Didn't Ji Tingzhou give you a spanking two years ago? So soon forgotten?】 His fingers brushed against something soft in his pocket, and Ji Tingzhou snapped out of his thoughts. When he looked back at Chen Mo, although he still found him unpleasant to look at, the feeling wasn't as intense. Soon, Ji Nian would only be with him. What was the point of arguing with a dead man? Ignoring the gaze from across the table, Chen Mo finally looked up when the table suddenly shook, disturbed by a kick. He wanted to see what madness Ji Tingzhou was up to now. As soon as he looked up, he happened to see Ji Tingzhou pull out something oddly shaped from his pocket, with a recognizable nose and eyes. Judging by the color, it seemed to be a representation of Ji Tingzhou himself. What an ugly thing, he thought. The next second, Ji Tingzhou raised his eyes and looked straight at Chen Mo, a smile that Chen Mo found repulsive twisting his lips. "Handmade by Ji Nian in class." Chen Mo's eyelid twitched, and he heard Ji Tingzhou continue, "This child is clingy." "Even making crafts, she has to shape them like her dad, all because she misses her father so much that she wants to carry him with her." With that, he shook his head, looking a bit troubled. "I worry she might be teased as a daddy's girl at school." Chen Mo: "........." Biting back the urge to roll his eyes, Chen Mo forced a smile. "Mr. Ji, you're overthinking." "You don't hear Ji Nian talk about you at school because you don't interact with her much. It's normal for her not to mention family matters." Ji Tingzhou leaned back, looking lazy. "You don't know her well, so it's understandable." Just then, Ji Nian returned, quickly, worried that the two men might start a fight downstairs. "I'm ready." Chen Mo no longer looked at Ji Tingzhou, standing up and walking directly toward Ji Nian. Not knowing where Chen Mo was taking her, Ji Nian wore a grey-blue Chinese-style top, with breathable fabric pants below, her hair neatly tied into a braid, adorned with a matching lotus flower hairpin, making the petals look like a hairpin from the front. This outfit was made by a master who had long retired, commissioned by Ji Tingzhou through sheer financial power. The patterns on the clothes were made with genuine gold threads. When Ji Nian first learned the cost of this outfit, she was shocked, so she only wore it today to go out with Chen Mo. Ji Tingzhou also knew this, and seeing the child wear it, his eyelid twitched. Noticing Ji Tingzhou's change in mood, before leaving, Ji Nian leaned over and whispered, "Dad, I'm wearing this outfit to go out and make you look good." "Otherwise, if we stay too low-profile, people might think our family only has cotton in the middle of our underwear." Ji Tingzhou: "........." Even if he went out in a potato sack, no one would think he only had cotton in the middle of his underwear!

Chapter 125

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