In any case, it is impossible to let Shule live alone away from home. 　　Zhou Yaoqiong said to Chen Mo, "Your father and I know you're very angry. Withdrawing the lawsuit is only temporary, after all, the risks to the company are unpredictable. You're still young, you might not understand what I'm saying..." 　　“I understand,” Chen Mo interrupted. “Managing a company isn’t easy. You’re caught in the middle and in a dilemma. If the lawsuit is withdrawn, then so be it. After all, Li Yunru raised me for seventeen years. I remember that.” 　　"You really think so?" 　　"nature." 　　Seeing the other person's relieved expression, Chen Mo maintained his sincerity. 　　As if remembering something, Zhou Yaoqiong cautiously asked, "Then... can your younger brother still live with us from now on?" 　　"Sure," Chen Mo nodded. "Whatever makes you happy." 　　It's as if the person who was so resolute just two days ago wasn't him. 　　Is it sarcasm? 　　Just as everyone was wondering what was going on, they heard him ask, "Is there anything else you want to ask, Mom?" 　　Zhou Yaoqiong was taken aback when she heard the word "Mom". 　　She then realized that the child had changed drastically today. Not only did he seem different, but his words and actions were also impeccable, yet for some reason, she felt as if a piece of her heart was missing. 　　"No, it's nothing," Zhou Yaoqiong said. 　　As soon as Chen Mo turned around, Yang Shule, who was standing behind Yang Zhi, suddenly jumped out again. 　　"Chen Mo, I will move out. I don't need your charity." 　　The servants were on tenterhooks, ready to deal with Chen Mo, who was said to have been a troublemaker in his old high school in the county. Everyone watched as he stopped, seemingly pinching the bridge of his nose. 　　Then he turned around and walked over. 　　"Chen Mo." Yang Zhi reached out to stop him. 　　Chen Mo glanced at the arm lying across his chest, but instead of forcefully pushing it away, he beckoned to Yang Shule, "Come out." 　　Zhou Yaoqiong was very nervous: "Xiao Mo." 　　Yang Qi'an: "Stop joking around, let's talk this out." 　　Yang Shule stared at him for a long time, and the surrounding noise gave him enough courage. He pushed away his older brother's arm and stepped forward. 　　Yang Shule: "I've never felt like I owe you anything. But today you're going to make a move..." 　　The rest of the words stuck in my throat. 　　Because Chen Mo only straightened his clothes. 　　Chen Mo was half a head taller than him. When he put his forearms on the other man's shoulders, he looked very relaxed. He lowered his head slightly and said, "How could it be charity?" 　　Yang Shule's pupils dilated in shock, and she frowned: "What are you doing?" 　　Chen Mo appeared not to move, but in fact suppressed Yang Shule's resistance. He said in a casual tone, "I admit I was out of my mind about what happened before. We're all family, why should we distinguish between you and me? You can stay in this house if you want. You were born after me, so you are indeed the younger brother. It's the older brother who's being narrow-minded. Don't mind it." 　　Yang Shule seemed quite startled and slapped him away. 　　Chen Mo shrugged, looked around, and asked, "Isn't this apology sincere?" 　　Others: "..." 　　Chen Mo said to himself, "It seems everyone is satisfied. Can you stop calling me now? I really just want to go back and catch up on some sleep. I'm not feeling well after staying up all night, and this is the most I can manage to stay calm. Can we put up with each other?" 　　Chen Mo was finally able to extricate himself from the eerie atmosphere. 　　Open the door, go upstairs, take a shower, and go to sleep. 　　I slept very soundly. 　　The bed was soft, the air conditioning was at a comfortable temperature, and the humidifier's gentle noise helped me sleep. 　　I slept soundly until noon without feeling guilty. 　　He had just opened his eyes when the knocking sounded at the door, staring blankly at the ceiling. 　　"Young Master Mo, dinner is ready," the maid called to him. 　　When Chen Mo opened the door, he was still tying the belt of his bathrobe. As he walked out, he said, "Don't call me that, it sounds awkward." 　　The maid responded softly. 　　The person who said he couldn't stand being called "young master" didn't realize that at the time, he looked perfectly natural as a young master from a wealthy family. 　　Slipping on his slippers, his bathrobe slightly open, he was rubbing his freshly washed, slightly messy hair and yawning, looking more like the owner of this villa than anyone else. 　　After descending the spiral staircase, I casually sat down at the dining table. 　　"They don't even change their clothes in broad daylight." 　　Chen Mo looked up at the person who had come over and sneered, "If I didn't know better, I would have thought you were my father." 　　Yang Zhi was dressed in a formal suit, as if he had finished eating and was about to leave. He sat down opposite Chen Mo, looked up at him as if trying to see how he had suddenly changed his mind, and said, "You don't want Dad to take care of you personally." 　　Chen Mo and Yang Zhi had been fighting for many years and knew each other very well. He said, "Don't try to fool me with him. Besides, he's probably feeling sorry for me right now." 　　As Chen Mo was speaking, his phone chimed. 　　He glanced at it and chuckled, "See, the compensation is so timely." 　　Yang Zhi ignored his seemingly indifferent attitude and said, "Tomorrow is Sunday, and Shu Le has invited her classmates over to our house." 　　Chen Mo used his knife and fork to pick up a floret of broccoli from the plate. "Why are you telling me this?" 　　Yang Zhi had heard about the rumors circulating at school recently and originally wanted to remind him not to make things look bad. But for some reason, his gaze fell and he suddenly noticed a small bruise on the back of Chen Mo's hand. 　　Yang Zhi was taken aback. 　　Question: "What exactly did you do last night?" 　　"Last night?" Chen Mo chuckled lightly. "He went to cultivate his mind and body, otherwise why do you think there are still two people sitting at this table?" 　　The servants serving the food didn't dare to breathe. 　　I just had a vague feeling that things were about to change in this family. 　　　　The dinner ended unhappily, and Mr. and Mrs. Yang went to the company, leaving only Chen Mo and Yang Shule at home. Yang Shule had caused a scene in the morning, and at lunchtime, the maid brought her to her room; she didn't even show her face.

Chapter 10