Chapter 75: The Old Lady Who Appeared Out of Nowhere

After dinner, Shen Mo and Liu Yue stayed behind to continue playing mahjong.

This battle lasted half the night.

The viewers in the livestream room couldn't help but complain, "You've now successfully proven there's no script."

What kind of decent variety show livestream would let people play mahjong for half a day and half a night?

If it weren't for the occasional screams, we'd suspect this was AI mahjong.

But it also let many people see what real mahjong looks like—not the kind on TV where Thirteen Orphans and Heavenly Winning pop up every other move.

Even so, this livestream still made the trending searches because of how real it was.

The general consensus among netizens was: it's so real, this is what a scriptless variety show should look like—just a bit boring.

But watching a beautiful streamer play mahjong with a CEO isn't bad either; after all, a beauty herself is a lovely sight to behold.

Lan Lan and the others had arranged for Liu Yue and Shen Mo to stay here; there were enough rooms, and the daily necessities were all new.

But Liu Yue looked at the heavy snow outside and said with a smile, "With snow like this, if we don't drive back, wouldn't the car have been bought for nothing?"

A black off-road G-Wagon drove through Erbin's streets in the early hours of the morning.

Shen Mo looked at the heavy snow in midair, and at his beautiful wife in the passenger seat, and suddenly felt like he too was a successful person.

"Stop the car."

Liu Yue, who had been gazing at the scenery outside the window, suddenly said.

Shen Mo stopped the car in confusion.

Liu Yue pulled Shen Mo out of the car, and they came to stand beneath a streetlamp.

Moonlight, heavy snow, a long-haired beauty in a trench coat and scarf standing alone beneath the streetlamp.

Truly a scene of earthly beauty.

The viewers in the livestream room, who hadn't yet closed it and were still hanging on, were startled by this sudden beautiful sight.

Hurry and screenshot it.

Shen Mo took out his phone and snapped away with click-click-click.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, Shen Mo took out the black umbrella always kept in the car and walked slowly toward Liu Yue.

Liu Yue gave a slight smile and turned her back.

The follow cameraman adjusted the angle with perfect understanding.

The viewers in the livestream room were fortunate enough to witness this scene.

Under the moonlight, a mature woman walked alone through a snow-flying street.

She happened to look up, a hint of lonely sorrow in her eyes, as if missing someone.

In an instant, a large umbrella blocked the moonlight, and a man's gentle voice rang out.

"Still so careless."

The beauty turned her head, eyes full of surprise.

"I'm back."

"Welcome back."

The cameraman felt he really had it rough—working overtime in the middle of the night was bad enough, but he also had to eat the couple's dog food.

The viewers in the livestream room shouted excitedly: "Brothers, this is the returning white moonlight!"

"Screenshot, screenshot, screenshot."

"Must screenshot."

"Damn, this really is a sudden surprise."

The cameraman filmed earnestly—the bonus was within reach tonight.

Liu Yue gazed at Shen Mo's handsome face, a hint of longing in her eyes.

Lovers with a tacit understanding.

And Shen Mo...

【Holy crap, I told you reading more romance novels would pay off—didn't it come in handy right here.】

【This scene is the returning white moonlight.】

Liu Yue burst out laughing, squinted her eyes, and said with a smile, "You're back too late, I'm already married, Mr. White Moonlight." A chorus of screams erupted in the livestream room.

Ahhhhhh, President Liu, how could you say that? You should have said, "Welcome back, my love."

When Shen Mo and Liu Yue fell into deep sleep, this set of photos hailed as "beneath the streetlamp, the returning white moonlight" exploded across the entire internet.

There really were too many netizens bored during the New Year holiday.

The twenty-ninth of the twelfth lunar month.

Liu Yue, who had just woken up in the morning, let out a series of screams.

This made Ms. Qin Hao and Ms. Wen Ya, who were eating breakfast, wince and rub their ears.

Shen Mo hurriedly asked what was wrong.

Liu Yue, her face downcast, said helplessly, "The photos we took last night went viral, they're everywhere on the internet now. I suspect some shameless people will come to ride the wave of popularity."

Auntie Wen Ya quietly raised her hand: "I'm that shameless person. I've already had my people arrange to take the streamer out for photos today to ride the wave of popularity."

Liu Yue was in despair.

Before going to sleep last night, she had been thinking about going with Shen Mo today to take several more sets of photos, in all kinds of outfits.

After all, girls all like taking photos.

Shen Mo said with a smile, "It's fine, there'll be plenty of chances. We can go after the New Year, or on New Year's Day itself."

Liu Yue could only nod bitterly; that was all they could do.

There wasn't really a better solution.

Since there was no livestream today and nothing else to do, Shen Mo and Liu Yue just stayed home and lounged around.

Because this morning, Ms. Qin Hao, with all her refinement, decided that since Grandmother was getting on in years, the family wouldn't eat at home for the New Year this year but would go out instead, so there was no cooking to do.

But they hadn't been lounging long before Grandfather came back from outside and said the old lady had returned, and the Qin Family would be organizing a collective dinner this year.

Only then did Shen Mo learn that the real decision-maker of the Qin Family was the old lady, who was also Grandfather's own mother.

However, the old lady had long been out of the country, living abroad with Grandfather's eldest brother all this time.

Liu Yue didn't know much about this either, so Ms. Qin Hao explained a bit — the relationships among the Qin Family relatives weren't all that great.

The main reason was that the old lady valued boys over girls, favored the main line over the branches, and favored the eldest over the rest of the children, to the point that back then, most of the entire clan's assets had all gone to the Qin Family eldest son, and even Grandfather, the youngest son, had only gotten some cash and had to go out and start his own business.

That was also why, when Grandfather took Shen Mo and Liu Yue around visiting relatives last year, those relatives all seemed welcoming on the surface but were cold in their actual behavior, and everyone rarely kept in touch day to day.

It was all the karma the old lady had created back then.

Because the old lady had tormented Grandfather's generation so badly back then, everyone was terrified at the sight of her, and now that she had come back and said she wanted to organize a family banquet, they still had to go.

Otherwise, who knew what kind of trouble that old lady could stir up.

At dusk, Grandfather brought the whole family to a five-star hotel in Erbin.

The moment they walked in, Shen Mo and Liu Yue saw the Qin Family relatives they had met during last year's New Year visits.

They all had one thing in common — dark, sullen faces.

【I suspect everyone was thinking in their hearts, why hasn't the old lady died yet.】

Liu Yue sighed inwardly — her husband's heart was really big.

But Liu Yue guessed it really was the case.

After all, an old lady who had tormented everyone plenty in her youth, to the point of scarring them, who would like her?

In no time, Shen Mo saw the old lady and Grandfather's eldest brother, an elder gentleman named Qin Meng.

He was a completely different style from Grandfather.

Immaculate white hair, a tall and sturdy build, a face as smooth and warm as jade.

Just like the old family head of a wealthy household who had walked out of a novel.

But in Ms. Qin Hao's words, this Elder Qin, when he was young, had once wielded a knife in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, chasing tattooed big men all across the Northeast, making people cross the street to avoid anyone from the Qin Family.

And this elder's two businesses abroad were oil, and guns and ammunition.

As everyone knew, even in today's era of new energy fortunes, oil was still the king of international cash flow.

【Hard to imagine what that man looked like wielding a knife and slashing at people.】

Shen Mo complained inwardly.

(End of chapter)