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Chapter 1270: Do You Know How to Speak?

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Tan Bengbeng stared at his devilish face. Just as she was about to ask him what he meant by his sentence, Qi Yan had already collected his gaze and laid her down on the bed.

“You need to get more rest now. If you have anything else to say, let’s talk about it another day!”

As he turned around to look at the people behind him, his gaze landed on Mo Yongheng and he said coldly, “Goodbye, and take care!”

“…”

Mo Yongheng looked at Nian Xiaomu. She was fine about being chased away since she had also wanted to remind Tan Bengbeng to get enough rest.

When she heard Qi Yan’s words, she realized that their conversation had taken too long and was about to leave since it could possibly affect Tan Bengbeng’s recuperation.

Just as she passed Mo Yongheng and was about to invite him to leave together, she realized that his gaze was fixated on Tan Bengbeng’s pale face and he did not seem to have any intentions of leaving.

“Mo Yongheng?”

Nian Xiaomu called him with a deepened voice.

Mo Yongheng lowered his gaze and looked at her. Then, he frowned disapprovingly and said, “Bengbeng cannot stay with him, he won’t be able to take care of her!”

“Do you know how to speak? If you don’t, let me teach you a lesson!” Qi Yan instantly exploded in fury the moment he heard what Mo Yongheng had said. With a whoosh, he shot up from the bed and challenged him to a fight.

“Do you think I am afraid of you?” Mo Yongheng’s eyes narrowed and balls of fire flickered in them.

It was apparent that he was not in a good mood.

As for the reason why…

Nian Xiaomu watched as the scene of two men fighting over one woman unfolded before her eyes. As she retreated silently behind Yu Yuehan, she tugged on the sleeves of his shirt and muttered, “Erm, do you think that Mo Yongheng takes a fancy to my Bengbeng too? What should I do? The 80-year-old elderly mother is about to pick her son-in-law. Do you think I should cast my vote to Qi Yan or Mo Yongheng?”

“…”

80-year-old elderly mother, you think too much.

However, Mo Yongheng’s attitude toward Tan Bengbeng was indeed a little weird.

Technically speaking, Mo Yongheng should be more concerned about Nian Xiaomu since she had been injured too. However, Mo Yongheng had not blamed Yu Yuehan the moment he had appeared nor given him a good scolding for not protecting her.

Instead, he gave it to Tan Bengbeng…

Judging from the way Mo Yongheng reacted, he seemed like an elderly father who was demanding justice for his daughter after she had met a jerk.

It seemed as though he wanted Tan Bengbeng to break up with Qi Yan immediately so that he could take her away…

However, the age gap between Mo Yongheng and Tan Bengbeng was too small and it would be an exaggeration to refer them as father and daughter. The term siblings was possible, however!

The word “siblings” flashed past Yu Yuehan’s mind.

He narrowed his eyes immediately!

With a whoosh, he lifted his head and thoughtfully looked at Mo Yongheng.

He remembered that there were two children in the Tan family.

Tan Bengbeng has an elder brother whom she had never mentioned before, and Zheng Yan was the one who told them that her brother had died when she was very young.

Could it be…

“Yu Yuehan, please don’t remain silent at such a crucial moment. The elderly mother is very worried now!” Nian Xiaomu tugged on his sleeve again.

Noticing that he had kept his gaze fixated on Mo Yongheng, she looked up at him and asked, “Are you hoping that I will support Mo Yongheng? Is that a good idea though? I have previously promised Qi Yan that I would not object to their relationship if he treated Bengbeng well… Oh my, I wasn’t even aware then that Mo Yongheng was actually interested in my Bengbeng too… Indeed, there are way too many things to be worried about when your daughter grows up. As a mother, I am about to die from all the worrying!”

“…”

As Yu Yuehan lowered his gaze and cast a glance at Nian Xiaomu, who was acting like a drama mama, he reached out and covered her mouth.

“Stop your nonsense, your daughter is only three years old. I would break the legs of the punk who dares to harbor any thoughts of Xiao Liuliu!”