Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 464: 130: I am Mr. Mog_2

Xiaozhou turned his head to look at the screen.

Ni Yang, chuckling, asked, “Why are you always looking at the screen? Hiding a beauty behind it?”

Xiaozhou touched his nose, “No, it’s just that I think the patterns on the screen are fascinating.”

Ni Yang nodded with an ambiguous smile. “Oh, I’ve got to go, I have some errands to run. Remember to collect money for me.”

“Where are you going?” Xiaozhou instinctively asked.

Ni Yang responded without looking back: “To make money, to support our Mr. Mog at home.”

Xiaozhou: “…” He also wished someone could support him!

After Ni Yang left, a tall, slender figure emerged from behind the screen. The dim light cast a layer of mystery on his distinct facial features, making it hard to read the expression in his narrow eyes.

“Buddy, you’re quite lucky with ladies!” Xiaozhou walked over to Mo Qishen, patted him on the shoulder, and said, “Even without a high school diploma, you attract people!” What’s more, someone is even willing to financially support him!

For goodness’ sake! Comparisons are odious!

“Jealous?” The man turned his eyes slightly and revealed a breathtaking face.

His tone was deep, as if soaked in ink.

“Not jealous, I’m green with envy! Understand?” Xiaozhou stared at Mo Qishen, gritting his teeth.

Xiaozhou and Mo Qishen were friends from primary school.

But Mo Qishen was so brilliant that they only studied together for one year before Mo Qishen skipped a grade to go to junior high school.

Although they only had a year of formal education together, they amassed a profound friendship. In the years that followed, their bond became even stronger.

Xiaozhou completed junior and senior high school, and even made it into a prestigious university.

But Mo Qishen seemed to lose his stride.

He began to fall behind academically in junior high school, paid his way through senior high, and finally even dropped out before graduating.

He disappeared for four or five years in between, then remained the same, living off his family’s resources, idle, and ultimately even lost his fiancee.

From a genius to a waste, it was a classic tale of self-destruction, and he became a joke within elite circles.

As Mo Qishen’s best friend, Xiaozhou felt pity for him on numerous occasions.

But now, he envied Mo Qishen immensely.

Freaking hell.

Despite all his hard work, he didn’t have a girlfriend.

And Mo Qishen not only had a girlfriend but a girlfriend who was willing to support him financially!

Freaking hell! Comparisons are odious!

Earlier, it was because of Mo Qishen being there that Xiaozhou deliberately probed Ni Yang.

He even told Ni Yang that Mo Baichuan was Mr. Mog, but she seemed unaffected.

Mo Qishen hadn’t expected his woman to love him so much!

He knew he had chosen correctly!

Xiaozhou continued, “But the most surprising to me is your grandnephew. He seemed unassuming, but turns out to be the famous Mr. Mog. That’s just too incredible!”

Mr. Mog!

Xiaozhou had never imagined that Mr. Mog would turn out to be his good friend’s grandnephew.

Mo Qishen’s facial expression remained unchanged, but his eyes hinted heavily, “Indeed, he’s quite impressive.”

“Not just impressive, he’s freaking impressive!” Xiaozhou continued, “Your grandnephew is so accomplished, you, as his uncle, have to buck up too!”

Xiaozhou was a true friend to Mo Qishen, so he spoke without pretense and genuinely cared for him.

As he finished, Xiaozhou solemnly added, “You’re not getting any younger. You can’t go on like this. You need to accomplish something, to show those who look down on you and mock you!”

Mo Qishen was a very smart man. Xiaozhou believed that, as long as Mo Qishen put in the effort, he would definitely make great achievements!

The condition being that he should make an effort.

Mo Qishen touched his nose, responding in a lukewarm tone, “Why should I work so hard? After all, someone is supporting me, unlike you, who’s still single.”

Xiaozhou: “…” He suspected there was a dog SLAUGHTER but had no evidence.

After a silence, Xiaozhou expressed his frustration: “Don’t you want to one-up Zhao Jingrong?”

He was somewhat perplexed. How had a man once so spirited become so markedly different?

Xiaozhou earnestly wanted to know what had happened to Mo Qishen over the years.

“Why should I bother her?” responded Mo Qishen, “I don’t even like her.”

Then Xiaozhou questioned,

Zhao Jingrong dumped you, don’t you feel a hint of anger?”

Mo Qishen’s mouth curved slightly as he laughed, “Correction, I dumped Zhao Jingrong.”