Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 418 (second watch of the night)

Chapter 418: 418 (second watch of the night)

Hearing what the old Lady Mo said, Zhou Xunian nodded slightly, "Alright, Auntie Mo, rest assured, we will definitely find Master Chu."

Mo Feixue also nodded, a trace of disdain flashing in her eyes. She really wanted to see what this Master Chu was capable of.

What kind of talent could the secular world possibly produce?

**

At the Mo family’s estate.

Pengpeng had returned to the villa very early with her own gift.

But after waiting for a long time without seeing Mo Qianjue, she curled up on the sofa and watched "Barara Little Fairy" until she fell asleep.

When Mo Qianjue arrived home, he saw the little Lolita curled up on the sofa, sleeping as sweetly as a kitten.

Mo Qianjue tiptoed over and carefully picked her up, carrying her upstairs to the children’s room.

No sooner had he placed the little girl on the bed than she opened her sleepy eyes, blinking her sparkling big eyes twice, pinched Mo Qianjue’s ear, and murmured in a daze, "...are you Daddy?"

Mo Qianjue lowered his gaze and kissed her on the face, "Silly girl, go back to sleep."

Pengpeng was dazed for three seconds, then suddenly snapped to attention, "Daddy, you’re back, happy Daddy’s Day! Oh, and I even prepared a gift for you." Saying this, Pengpeng sat up with a jerk, instantly sitting upright on the bed.

"...Daddy’s Day?" Mo Qianjue was a bit slow to catch the meaning behind Pengpeng’s words, then squinted his eyes in thought and realized what she meant, affectionately ruffled her hair, "Thank you, Pengpeng." Then he kissed her cheek again.

"Daddy, close your eyes, I have a gift for you." Pengpeng reached out and covered Mo Qianjue’s eyes.

"Okay." Mo Qianjue closed his eyes indulgently, feeling very happy. His daughter had grown up and knew how to show her affection to him, this feeling of a daughter maturing was very pleasing.

Pengpeng took a piece of paper from her pocket, folded it into the shape of a hat, and placed it on Mo Qianjue’s head, then she took out a white scarf and tied it around his neck.

A green hat with a white scarf, matched with Mo Qianjue’s infuriatingly handsome face, it was unexpectedly harmonious. A high level of attractiveness could make even a green hat look striking.

Pengpeng said with a smile, "Daddy, you look so good with this hat on." She then slid down from the bed, "I’ll go get a mirror for you."

Mo Qianjue touched the hat on his head and curled the corners of his mouth into an affectionate smile, feeling as though something warm had filled a place deep in his heart, refreshing his mood.

It didn’t take long for Pengpeng to come running back on her little legs, holding a round mirror. Standing on her tiptoes, she lifted the mirror to Mo Qianjue’s face, "Daddy, quickly see, isn’t it beautiful? I made this hat myself..."

Mo Qianjue, looking at his jade-like face in the mirror, allowed his smile to deepen. Then, as his gaze fell on that "hat," the smile froze on his lips.

A very striking green.

A green that was dazzling to the eyes.

It seemed to mock something.

The expression at the bottom of Mo Qianjue’s eyes was gradually growing colder, and the air around them was becoming oppressive, almost suffocating.

Seeing this, Pengpeng became a bit anxious and asked, "Daddy... What’s wrong? Don’t you like the hat I made for you?"

It was her first time giving Daddy a gift, and she had made it herself, eager to receive his approval.

Pengpeng looked at Mo Qianjue with hope in her eyes.

Mo Qianjue tore off the hat and threw it on the ground, flames all but shooting from his phoenix eyes as he firmly gripped Pengpeng’s shoulders and shouted angrily, "Tell me, who have you seen?"

Pengpeng had never seen Mo Qianjue like this before; he was like an enraged tiger, poised to strike a deadly blow at any moment. Scared, she burst into tears with a "wah."

"Speak!" Mo Qianjue shook her shoulders, his voice growing louder.

Pengpeng rubbed her eyes while sobbing, "Daddy... What’s wrong with you...?"

Could it be Daddy doesn’t like this kind of hat?

What’s wrong with Daddy?

Had she made Daddy unhappy?

Panic, insecurity, helplessness—they all filled Pengpeng’s heart.

"Speak up, who did you actually go to see?" Mo Qianjue increased the pressure on his hands, his whole being on the verge of rage.

Pengpeng’s shoulders hurt from Mo Qianjue’s grip, her eyes turned even redder, and her tears fell drop by drop. She suddenly remembered what happened the last time she encountered that fake Jin Ge.

That Jin Ge was a fake, maybe this Daddy was also fake.

Daddy usually loved her the most, how could he ever treat her like this?

Thinking this, Pengpeng, mustering strength from nowhere, pushed Mo Qianjue away, crying out, "You’re not my Daddy! You’re a bad man!"

Huh.

This was the daughter he had raised for six years.

A sarcastic smile spread across Mo Qianjue’s lips, his eyes cold as ice.

The air was thick with an intense smell of gunpowder.

And a bit... of sadness.

Mo Qianjue, with bloodshot eyes, glared at Pengpeng and asked sharply, "Am I still your father in your eyes?"

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