Chapter 1283 - 314: Unbelievable!_2
Chapter 1283: 314: Unbelievable!_2
Xiu Yingying’s face turned a mix of pale and green as she walked up to Marcus, asking uncertainly, "Mo... Mo Qishen is Mr. Mog?"
Marcus nodded, "Yes."
Oh my god!
Xiu Yingying’s eyes widened in disbelief.
She never dreamed that the Mr. Mog she had been desperately searching for over the years would be right by her side...
And moreover, he turned out to be the person she usually looked down upon the most.
Mo Qishen was just a worthless loser, how could he possibly be Mr. Mog?
What should she do?
What should she do now?
Xiu Yingying felt a rush of panic and anger, staggering backward several steps, her face turning frighteningly pale.
"Miss, are you okay?" Marcus quickly supported Xiu Yingying. "Do you need me to call a doctor for you?"
Xiu Yingying pressed her fingers against her temple and said, "I... I’m fine..."
Marcus continued, "Then let me help you over there to sit for a while."
Xiu Yingying nodded.
Marcus helped Xiu Yingying to the Rest Area to sit down.
Through the crowd, Xiu Yingying saw Mo Qishen holding Ni Yang as they received the blessings of others.
Mo Qishen was dressed in red wedding robes, his typically cold and distant face bearing a slight smile. Every gesture he made exuded an aura of nobility and unattainable charm.
How could someone like that have even a trace of the "loser" she used to think he was?
Why did she ever see Mo Qishen as a loser before?
She truly was blind, unable to recognize the treasure before her!
If she had known earlier that Mo Qishen was Mr. Mog, how could Ni Yang have come into the picture?
Who did Ni Yang think she was?
She was just some countryside girl, completely unworthy of Mo Qishen!
The person marrying Mo Qishen today should have been her.
The one basking in the limelight today should also have been her!
The more Xiu Yingying thought about it, the harder it became for her to bear, her features twisting together in pain.
**
Master Du approached Mo Qishen and Ni Yang, holding a wine glass.
"Pei Zhi, may you and Ni Yang have eternal happiness together."
"Thank you, Brother Du," Ni Yang and Mo Qishen raised their glasses.
Master Du turned to look at Ni Yang, smiling as he said, "If he ever dares bully you, just tell me, and as your older brother, I’ll be sure to have your back."
Ni Yang raised her glass again toward Master Du. "Thank you, Brother Du, I’ll drink first to show my respect." With that, Ni Yang downed the glass in one shot.
Master Du also finished his drink in one go.
At that moment, all unsaid words were swallowed down along with the wine.
It wasn’t the alcohol that intoxicated, but the emotions overwhelming the heart.
That evening, Mo Qishen did not reject any drink offered to him. Whoever toasted him, he would finish the glass completely.
In life, one must live to the fullest in moments of triumph.
After drinking so much, he felt the need to go to the restroom to wash his face and clear his mind with a cigarette.
As Mo Qishen stepped out of the restroom, someone hurried after him.
"Qishen!"
Mo Qishen turned back to see Zhao Jingrong with tear-filled eyes.
"Qishen, I regret it. I shouldn’t have called off the engagement back then. The person I’ve truly loved all along has always been you. If you’re still willing to accept me, I can divorce Mo Baichuan right away!"
Mo Qishen’s brows knitted faintly.
Zhao Jingrong continued, "I was wrong, Qishen. I was truly wrong. Please forgive me just this once, won’t you?" As her words fell, Zhao Jingrong reached out to hug Mo Qishen.
Mo Qishen sidestepped, causing her to grasp at air.
"Thud!"
Zhao Jingrong fell to the ground on all fours, her posture pitiful. Though her body ached, the pain couldn’t compare to the torment in her heart. She looked up at Mo Qishen with utter despair and said, "Qishen, please forgive me this once. I was all in the wrong before. I’ve repented now. If you forgive me, I won’t even care about the status..."
If Mo Qishen would just give her one chance, she was confident she could make Ni Yang step aside!
Because that position was rightfully hers to begin with!
"Qishen, as long as you forgive me, I’m willing to do anything... I truly, deeply love you. Even marrying Baichuan was for your sake! I married him just to get closer to you..."
Mo Qishen looked down at Zhao Jingrong from above and said coldly, "Zhao Jingrong, you disgust me. Out of consideration for Baichuan, I’ll pretend nothing happened today. From now on, please conduct yourself appropriately. As the eldest daughter-in-law of the Mo Family and the eldest daughter of the Zhao Family, losing face might not matter to the Zhao Family, but the Mo Family still values ours!"
With that, Mo Qishen turned and walked away.
Zhao Jingrong lay on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
Why?
Why did fate have to torment her like this?
...
The new home Mo Qishen had prepared was a manor in the city center, spanning over four thousand square meters.
After the wedding ceremony, a group of people clamored to "play pranks" on the newlyweds in their bridal chamber.
After all, the legendary Mr. Mog’s wedding was a once-in-a-lifetime event. Missing such an opportunity meant there would never be another.