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Holding on to my man (Chapter 29 - Part 1)

Chapter 29: The protagonist of an ancient abusive novel (Part 1) Translated by peonynoveltl.blogspot.com It's been a busy month! I got buried by work and finally crawled out. Sorry it took this long to finally update again TT I've also been really distracted by all the news going on lately.....sigh...                                      In the original plan, Gu Bai decided to rush back to Fu Mansion after he was done dealing with Fu family's second young master to find a shield * to block this matter. * excuse   In the past few years, although he wasn't bullied by servants like the original host in the storyline because of studying, he didn't raise his status into a real young master of the Fu family. The fact that the original host is a drag * is unchangeable. * woman's children from previous marriage (derogatory)   Once something goes wrong, between his own son and a drag * , the brain of a normal person will definitely be biased towa

One hundred ways to become God (Chapter 8 - Part 1)

Chapter 8 - Part 1
The overbearing patriarch fell in love with me

Translated by peonynoveltl.blogspot.com



  Actually, to say that Mo Tiangao’s family didn't take care of Mo Qi enough, Mo Yitao really wronged them. In the past three years that they took in Mo Qi, perhaps due to guilty conscience, Mo Tiangao and Chen Cuiwei did their utmost to treat him well, although it can't be called meticulous.
  Mo Lanyu even used to be dissatisfied with her cousin because of her parents’ concern for Mo Qi.
  Of course, this was all before Mo Lanyu lost her investment. Ever since they planned to snatch Mo Qi's inheritance in order to pay off the debt, this two people constantly thought about "how to reasonably let Mo Qi die an accidental death" all day.
  Coincidentally, Mo Yitao's mind is now also full of "how to make this couple die more awfully."

        Looking at the little childish face of this boy who has gotten a little chubbier and his cute dissatisfied expression after he was not allowed to drink more orange juice, Mo Yitao thought of the following matter that he will tell him honestly later and his heart couldn't help but feel distressed.
  The reason why he dragged on for more than half a month before he was ready to expose the true faces of Mo Tiangao's family to the boy wasn't because of insufficient evidence, but because the boy’s body was still weak and he was afraid that the boy will be triggered by the truth, causing his physical condition to deteriorate. So he gave that pair of husband and wife a little time to take a breather.
  Looking at this boy who is already raised fair and soft by him, he somewhat can't bear to tell him the truth that will most definitely hurt him.
  He already hardened his heart to seriously tell the boy about it, but in the end, his heart still softened into a puddle of water. He wants to hold the boy in his embrace and comfort him.
  Mo Yitao placed the orange juice in his hand onto the table next to him. He got up from the chair that was far away and walked to the bedside. He sat down and gently patted the little blanket that's rolled up on Mo Qi's body, and spoke as gently as possible: "Little Qi, gege wants to tell you something, it might make you sad, but don't be afraid, gege will always be with you."
  The eyes that He Yan used to stare at Mo Yitao had a moment of confusion, then he blinked his eyes lovably and pulled up his little blanket. He cooperatively said to Mo Yitao: "Gege, you say it, I'm not afraid."
  Mo Yitao then used a gentle tone that he has never shown to anyone else before in this life. He tried his best to explain everything in a roundabout way to He Yan.
  He never thought that hiding these things will be the best protection for the boy. Although deep down in his heart, there's a voice constantly tempting him to keep the boy by his side and to raise him to be ignorant and dull so that he can only rely on him to survive. But he understands that as a person directly related to the matter, the boy has the right to know the truth, even if the reality is ugly.
  On the boy's face, there was obvious shock and sadness. His eyes slowly reddened and he bowed his head without a word, as if concealing himself.

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