The General's Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 717: Heartwarming Shang’er

Translator: Vesper

Right now, Qiao Mo Shang wasn’t as weak as when he was three or four months old. When he pulled Qiao Tian Chang’s hair, it hurt a little.

Qiao Mo Shang helplessly rescued his hair from the hands of his son. He reached out his hand and stroked his son’s hairy little head: “Don’t mess around.”

”Feng’er, let’s go.”

Seeing the family of three’s departing figures, Mo Lin let out a gentle sigh: “Zhong, am I really so detestable?” Why didn’t Qiao Tian Chang see eye to eye with him?

Zhong stood behind Mo Lin and didn’t speak, he knew Mo Lin was just complaining and didn’t want to hear his reply.

Just like Zhong thought, after complaining, Mo Lin snorted coldly: “Since I’ve got nothing to do, I want to see how much this fella has changed.”

In the next few days, Qiao Tian Chang could basically see Mo Lin wherever he went with the two children. Seeing Mo Lin’s detestable look, Qiao Tian Chang didn’t even spare him a glance.

After following Qiao Tian Chang and the others for three or four days, Mo Lin could not take it anymore. He gritted his teeth and looked at Qiao Tian Chang: “You really detest me so much?”

”I do.”

Mo Lin choked, could this person care about other people’s feelings? He was simply too much.

Mo Lin looked helplessly at Qiao Tian Chang and let out a sigh: “Tian Chang, could it be that we really have no way to become friends again?”

”Friends? Forget about it, I don’t need it. Furthermore, I wouldn’t want someone to come up to me and tell me that I’ve led their young master astray,” He seemed to have recalled the things in the past. Qiao Tian Chang’s gaze was filled with mockery and it caused Mo Lin to be embarrassed.

”That won’t happen,” Mo Lin quickly explained.

”Regardless of whether it would or wouldn’t happen, I don’t hope for you to appear in front of me now,” Qiao Tian Chang carried Qiao Mo Shang and called Qiao Mo Feng. The three of them left together.

Qiao Mo Shang looked at his father, he suddenly reached out his hand and hugged his neck, he gave a kiss on his face: “Father.”

Qiao Tian Chang froze and then smiled: “Mo Shang, good boy.”

”Father, are you alright?” Qiao Mo Feng looked at Qiao Tian Chang with slight worry.

Qiao Tian Chang gently shook his head: “I’m fine, no need to worry.

Qiao Mo Feng still wanted to say something, but he noticed Qiao Tian Chang didn’t seem to want to continue talking about it, he could only shut his mouth.

But he was thinking in his heart: perhaps only mother’s arrival would make father’s mood better.

Ever since Qiao Tian Chang rejected Mo Lin from approaching him, he really never appeared after that. It was not known if he really gave up or took a blow from Qiao Tian Chang’s words.

Mo Lin stood on a high ground as he watched Qiao Tian Chang bring the two children for a stroll and buy things they liked from time to time.

He knew that his family was indeed overboard at that time, but there was nothing he could do about it. Furthermore, after he left, he went to search for him. They were able to be friends in the past, why can’t they now?

Mo Lin grabbed his hair in irritation, after Qiao Tian Chang, he never met anyone else who treated him sincerely and well.

Especially since Qiao Tian Chang had saved his life and got himself injured in the process. But what did his family do at that time?

His family actually used money to insult Qiao Tian Chang, one hundred taels......

Heh heh, it was really a lot of money back then. Perhaps Qiao Tian Chang had a knot in his heart from that moment on.

”Mo Lin, I never expected you to be here. What are you looking at?” When Mo Lin was in a daze, a gentle voice entered his ears.

Hearing that voice, Mo Lin’s expression instantly became gloomy, his expression was also ugly: “Why are you here?”

”Aunt and the others wanted me to come with you, of course I have to be with you,” Song Yan smiled and looked at Mo Lin. There was a determined smile on her beautiful face.

A hint of disgust flashed in Mo Lin’s eyes: “Stay further away from me. Zhong, let’s go,” He turned around and left after speaking.

Song Yan looked at Mo Lin’s departing figure. She clenched her fist tightly and her face was distorted to the extreme. What did he mean? They were already engaged but he still could not bring himself to like her?