Chapter 1287: Damned Face
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
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Even before Mo Kun could return from the shock of witnessing Liao Fei being taken away, Qi Yan suddenly called him out and his facial expression changed immediately.
He narrowed his eyes. Unsure if this was a trap that Qi Yan had set, he did not reply to him even after a long while.
Qi Yan said, “It seems as if President Mo is feeling sorry for Liao Fei, that you are still in a daze even after he has been taken away. I am wondering if President Mo knows about the good deeds that Liao Fei has done?”
“Of course I don’t know about them! I would never allow him to remain by Father’s side if I had known that he was such a person! Speaking of which, I am not that familiar with Liao Fei; Yongheng is usually the one who takes care of Father, and he definitely bumps into Liao Fei more often than I do. Why didn’t you realize that he was such a lousy person?”
All of a sudden, Mo Kun linked the topic to Mo Yongheng.
Liao Fei and the relevant personnel had all been taken away.
Apart from the remaining ones who had previously undergone Mo Chengliang’s meticulous selection, Mo Chengliang was the only one left who was not implicated by the matter.
Everyone shifted their attention to Mo Yongheng upon hearing Mo Kun’s words.
After all, the elderly head of the Mo Family had been sick for three years; apart from the doctor, Mo Yongheng was the next person who had taken care of him the longest.
There was even a saying that the elderly refused to eat any medicine that was not given by Mo Yongheng.
This alone was sufficient to show how important he was to the elderly head.
Upon Mo Kun’s sudden cue, Mo Yongheng lifted his gaze calmly and cast him a look. “Indeed, I did not realize it.”
“You took care of the elderly head every day, yet you did not detect that something was wrong with Liao Fei? I remember that you have studied medicine before. Could it be that you are intentionally covering up for Liao Fei, or were you a part of it too?”
Mo Kun said in a deep voice. Without waiting for Mo Yongheng to explain himself, he turned around and looked directly at Mo Chengliang.
“Granduncle, I am afraid that it is not suitable to place Father under the care of Yongheng anymore. Since Qi Yan is around now, he might just be able to successfully treat him. Why don’t we let Yongheng take a rest; firstly, it is already taxing for him since he had to handle the company, and secondly, it is to avert any suspicions that others have of him!”
Nian Xiaomu thought that she would be able to watch him burn after she had gotten rid of Liao Fei with Qi Yan.
Even if he could not use the excuse of the poisoning incident to get rid of Mo Yongheng, he would not simply watch as Yongheng joined forces with Qi Yan.
That damned old man trusts Mo Yongheng the most; if Mo Yongheng isn’t around, he would never accept the treatment even with Qi Yan’s incredible medical skills.
He wanted to see how could Qi Yan cure the stupid old man if he did not accept the treatment!
“I did not do anything disloyal to the Mo Family and the elderly head!” Mo Yongheng frowned and blurted out without any hesitation.
“Yongheng, don’t be anxious. We are not saying that you have done anything wrong now; this is not a major matter, but the elderly head’s health is put at stake and we simply wanted you to avert any sort of suspicion. However, if you insist on staying behind to take care of the elderly head, you might instead appear to have a guilty conscience. This would not be good for you either!”
Mo Kun advised Mo Yongheng earnestly and acted as if he had his best interests at heart.
However, every word and sentence that came out of his mouth were, in fact, misleading others into thinking that Mo Yongheng was somehow related to Liao Fei.
They were either in collusion, or he was trying to cover up for the guilty party.
If Mo Yongheng continued to put up a fight, Mo Chengliang might just suspect him too.
However, if he did not persevere on, Mo Kun’s wish to transfer him away from the elderly head might just be fulfilled.
Mo Yongheng was a straightforward person. As he watched himself being doubted and was just about to argue his way with Mo Kun, Qi Yan had already walked forward to him.
From the curve at the corner of his mouth, one could not differentiate whether or not he was laughing.
His smile was filled with sarcasm.
“Not to mention that your damned face is indeed not good for a patient’s recovery.”
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