Chapter 337: Chapter 337: His Chun is Not Dead!
So they're really going to do this!
A few of the staff members still couldn't help hesitating.
"Young, Young Master Mo, do you really want to..."
"Open it."
Mo Chuxi’s voice cut sharply through, his chiseled and handsface devoid of any emotion.
This imposing aura left no room for anyone present to say another word of objection. They immediately began
following orders.
Ah Ding stood beside him, a mix of deep confusion and a faint sense of awe stirring within him.
"Mo Shao, | know you miss the eldest young lady dearly, but it's been five years since she passed. Doing this
doesn’t seem auspicious... and it feels disrespectful to someone who's already gone..."
"I'll take responsibility for my own daughter."
Mo Chuxi’s words were resolute, leaving no room for compromise.
That commanding presence—completely unrivaled!
"Young Master Mo, it's open!"
The staff member called out to notify him.
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Upon hearing this, Mo Chuxi turned his head, his commanding figure walking directly to the now-opened grave.
The staff members, all quite perceptive, instinctively stepped back.
When this so-called Crown Prince approached and looked like he intended to lift the small coffin lid, they couldn't
help but feel shocked once again.
"Open this too."
Mo Chuxi gestured toward a square box inside.
He refused to believe that what lay inside was his Chun’s ashes. It couldn't be!
"Y-Young Master Mo..."
"| said, open it!"
"Y-yes, yes!"
The sheer force of his authority—who would dare utter a "no"?
Mo Chuxi remained expressionless as he stood on the side, watching the staff pull out every nail from the
wooden box.
Even though a tinge of fear lingered, the staff assumed Mo Chuxi wanted them to open the box, so they reached
out with their hands to do so.
"Don’t touch it!"
Before their hands even grazed the wooden box, Mo Chuxi’'s commanding voice stopped them cold.
Then, striding forward with a decisive and unyielding pace, he personally opened the box—without the slightest
hesitation!
The staff members turned their heads slightly, avoiding the moment out of apprehension. Ah Ding, however,
didn’t blink, staring intently at the wooden box.
As the box was opened, there wasn’t any unpleasant odor; instead, a faint scent of sandalwood filled the air.
When Mo Chuxi saw the contents of the box, a complex and indescribable emotion surged within him—a peculiar
sensation of something lost being found again.
Inside were only a baby’s clothes, two or three small toys, and an unopened letter. There was nothing else—no
infant corpse, no ashes!
Ah Ding hurriedly ran over.
"Mo Shao..."
"Hmph."
Mo Chuxi’s thin lips curved into an enigmatic smirk, his profound expression impossible to decipher.
"Let’s go back."
He pocketed the letter, restoring the other items to their original place. At the stime, he instructed the staff
to properly restore the grave before decisively leaving.
At the gate of an old and shabby neighborhood, a flashy pink Maserati sports car slowly cto a stop.
Mu Qianshui, donning sunglasses and a baseball cap, entered the neighborhood gate with Mira following closely
behind.
"Are you sure this is the place?"
"Exactly here! Just that building up ahead."
Mira pointed at a dilapidated apartment building, rolling her eyes in utter disdain.
"Honey, look at this—Yan Xinxin grew up in such a garbage dump. Someone like her, with such poor breeding,
how could she possibly deserve Young Master Mo? We absolutely can’t let her transform from a crow to a
phoenix!"
"Hah, | don’t think she even qualifies as a crow. At best, just a barnyard chicken!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
Mira fawned, then led Mu Qianshui into the building, stopping at the door of apartment 303.
"Knock knock knock."
Mira raised her hand and rapped on the door.
"Excuse me, is anyone home?"
"Who is it!"
A rough, grating voice rang out from inside, shortly followed by the sound of the door unlocking with a click.
Ye Lirong opened the door, and the moment her gaze landed on Mu Qianshui’s face, she froze like a block of
wood, completely stunned and speechless.
"Y-you..."