Imprisoned (2)

Uncle An had owed the loan sharks a huge amount of money for his wife's medical expenses. 

In the end, his wife had died after a failed surgery. After her death, he had been left with no money and unable to afford paying the loan sharks back. In desperation, he had gotten onto a ship as a stowaway.

He had been discovered, and had been nearly killed and thrown into the sea.

He had been rescued by Mo Zhenzhong, whom he had since followed out of gratitude for saving his life.

Mo Zhenzhong had been very busy doing illegal business, so Mo Qing had been taken care of by Uncle An throughout his youth: they were as close as a father and his son. Uncle An hadn't married again for the previous ten years because he still missed his late wife. Instead, he had been living with Mo Qing and his father.

Looking at Mo Qing shooting nonstop with the gun, Uncle An also felt upset knowing that he was in a bad mood.

It was only until the bullseye was full of holes that Mo Qing dropped the gun, took off the earmuffs, and walked out of the shooting room.

Uncle An followed him, "Young Master, since you are so unhappy being with Miss Gu, why don't you send her away? This is not the only way to check on Gu Zhengrong."

"It has nothing to do with her, don't let my father know about her," Mo Qing said flatly.

"You've promised your father that you wouldn't get involved with Gu Xiaoran anymore when you came back, but now…" 

Zhuo An was Mo Zhenzhong's eyes. He knew everything about Mo Qing.

Needless to say, he knew that Mo Qing liked Gu Xiaoran.

Mo Qing frowned.

"You know how much your father hates Gu Zhengrong, Young Master. If he knows about you and Miss Gu... you'd better not get too close to Miss Gu if you don't want anything to happen to her."

Mo Qing pressed his lips tightly for a long while before talking again.

"That's enough, I'm not a kid anymore. I don't have to listen to my father all the time."

He had his own way of doing things, and didn't need anyone to control him, not even his father.

"Master is doing this for your own good, Young Master."

Mo Qing didn't answer, but rested his head on the chair and closed his eyes.

He opened them again after a long while, "I know what to do, Uncle An, you don't have to worry."

"I believe you, Young Master."

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After Gu Xiaoran woke up in the morning, she found the answer sheet missing and started looking around anxiously.

It would be terrible if she lost the answer sheet, and Mo Qing refused to let her go out.

"Miss Gu!" the servant, Aunt Wang, appeared at the door, "Young Master asks you to go downstairs for breakfast."

"Aunt Wang, did you come into the room while I was sleeping?"

"Young Master did."

He must have taken her answer sheet.

Gu Xiaoran rushed to the door immediately, but hurried back when she realized that she was still wearing a nightdress.

As she had been pulled into the helicopter directly from school by Mo Qing the night before, she hadn't brought any clothes with her and could only wear the dress that Uncle An had sent.

It was a very simple white dress—the fitting design enhanced her slim and beautiful waist, and there was an exquisite crystal belt tied at the waist. The A-line hem barely covered her thighs, showing her slender and beautiful legs.

The simpler the design, the more exquisite the fabric and workmanship. That dress was very expensive, and Mo Qing really had excellent taste.

Gu Xiaoran saw the answer sheet in front of Mo Qing the moment she arrived at the dining hall. Her head turned numb at once—would her hope of leaving the island be dashed if he picked out any mistakes?

Mo Qing didn't even look at her once. He quickly came up with a new question before closing the book together and tossing it aside, "Eat!"

Gu Xiaoran looked helplessly at him as he came up with another new test question. Was he going to let her out or not?

"I give you fifteen minutes to finish your food. You can forget about going out if you can't finish eating," Mo Qing said coldly.