Chapter 1315: 324: Incident occurred

Zhao Shuyue had no children her whole life. Finding this gold and donating it to those in need is the best arrangement.

From the moment Zhao Shuyue handed her this gold, Ni Yang had no intention of touching it.

Mo Qishen nodded. “Mm, I support you.”

Ni Yang was someone with strong execution skills. She immediately arranged for people to locate the address marked on the map.

The next day, Mo Qishen brought back a large box with a few workers.

The box was very big.

Because it had been coated in tung oil and sealed well, even after enduring rain, it had not corroded, and the carved patterns were still visible.

“Is this the one?” Ni Yang asked.

Mo Qishen nodded. “Yes, this is it.”

Ni Yang walked over and opened the lid.

The top layer was covered by a layer of blue fabric. Ni Yang lifted it and saw the vases and paintings inside.

All these paintings were original works by famous artists.

The vases were also priceless antiques.

Beneath the vases and paintings was the gold—solid gold bars, 60 grams each, neatly arranged.

The gold was fine, but items like vases and paintings, during certain historical periods, represented feudal decadence. If these hadn’t been buried, they might have already been destroyed.

It was evident the Zhao Family was once a prominent household.

In the end, Ni Yang donated the paintings and vases to a museum and the gold to impoverished areas, establishing two Hope Primary Schools.

The schools were named after Zhao Shuyue.

Shuyue Primary School.

During this time, Zhao Jingrong was extremely frustrated.

She had originally planned everything to lure Ni Yang into her trap, but unexpectedly, a meddler like Chen Yaojin disrupted her plans halfway.

If it weren’t for that damned old woman Zhao Shuyue, she would’ve already driven Ni Yang out of the Mo Family by now.

Only by driving Ni Yang out of the Mo Family could she proceed with her next step in peace.

After all, Mo Qishen was still her pawn.

Today was the day Ni Yang and Mo Qishen were returning home, and Zhao Jingrong was determined to seize the opportunity.

Ni Yang was somewhat tired. After greeting the Mo elders upon returning to the Mo Family, she went upstairs to rest.

Upstairs, however, she couldn’t fall asleep and began tinkering with the camera on her desk.

Because it was military-grade technology from F Country, just by looking at its exterior, one wouldn’t be able to tell it was a camera.

She wasn’t sure how the footage would turn out.

Ni Yang slowly installed the camera.

Mo Qishen went to the kitchen to cook.

Zhao Jingrong spotted her chance and came into the kitchen, silently helping Mo Qishen wash vegetables.

Upon hearing footsteps, Mo Qishen initially thought Ni Yang had walked in.

When he turned and saw Zhao Jingrong, his expression instantly changed. He glared at her, his voice as cold as ice shards.

“Get out!”

If it weren’t for Mo Baichuan, Mo Qishen would have dealt with Zhao Jingrong long ago.

But now, she wasn’t just Mo Baichuan’s wife; she was also Mo Zhiyuan’s mother.

Mo Qishen couldn’t understand how Zhao Jingrong could have such thick skin.

Zhao Jingrong looked up at Mo Qishen, her voice weak. “I… I didn’t mean anything else, I just wanted to help you…”

“Get out now!”

Zhao Jingrong, startled, trembled and reluctantly left the kitchen.

She thought to herself that once Mo Qishen saw Ni Yang’s true colors, he definitely wouldn’t treat her like this.

Zhao Jingrong went upstairs, picked up Mo Zhiyuan, and headed toward Ni Yang’s bedroom.

“Sixth Aunt, are you inside?”

“I’m here.” Ni Yang opened the door. “Jingrong, is there something wrong?”

Zhao Jingrong followed up. “I need to step out for a bit. Sixth Aunt, could you watch the child for me?”

“Of course.” Ni Yang nodded.

Zhao Jingrong quickly handed the child over to Ni Yang. “Thank you so much, Sixth Aunt.”

Ni Yang took the child with a gentle smile. “It’s no problem.”

Mo Zhiyuan really liked Ni Yang. Held in Ni Yang’s arms, he laughed cheerfully.

Zhao Jingrong added, “I’ll be heading out now.”

“Okay.” Ni Yang nodded.

After Zhao Jingrong left, Ni Yang played with Mo Zhiyuan in the room.

Young children tend to be sleepy. After playing for a while, Mo Zhiyuan fell asleep.

Ni Yang placed Mo Zhiyuan on the bed and thought about heading downstairs for some water.

Just as she went downstairs, Zhao Jingrong, hiding in the shadows, saw her. Zhao Jingrong quickly slipped into Ni Yang’s bedroom.

Mo Zhiyuan was still asleep on the bed, and no one knew what he was dreaming of; the small child wore a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

Standing by the bed, Zhao Jingrong looked at Mo Zhiyuan, and a sudden pang of hesitation surged in her heart.

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