The Rest Of My Life Is For You

As Mo Yongheng had taken the time off without Mo Kun knowing, he did not have much time to roam about freely.

Mo Kun would definitely detect something amiss if he disappeared for too long, and this would easily ruin their plans.

The moment Mo Yongheng got off the cruise ship, he was back to his cool-headed, restrained, and impassive self.

After he left the harbor, he flagged down a cab and directly made his way to Mo Chengliang's villa.

Even though Mo Yongheng was not a direct descendant of the Mo Family, he was the most powerful person amongst the group of indirect descendants; apart from having great influence in the Mo Family, he was also loyal and devoted to the elderly head.

His presence was also the reason why Mo Kun did not dare to do anything funny.

Currently, both Mo Kun and Nian Xiaomu had their own version of the story and neither of them could prove their innocence. Even though Mo Chengliang did not seem to trust any of them on the outside, he was more inclined toward Nian Xiaomu deep down in his heart.

After all, she was the chosen successor hand-picked by the elderly head.

Apart from her, there was Mo Yongheng, the one whom the elderly head had personally raised since he was young.

However, it was a pity that he was working for Mo Kun now.

Even though Mo Chengliang did not stop him from coming over to take care of the elderly head, he was still a little wary of him.

Mo Chengliang appeared the moment Mo Yongheng entered the villa.

His gaze landed on the silver box that he was holding and his sparkling old eyes flickered.

"What is this?"

"This is the medicine for the elderly head, and I am usually the one who dispenses it. The previous batch of medicine will run out soon, so I made another batch of it. I thought I'd bring it today as I was coming over to take care of him."

Mo Yongheng said as he stood calm and collected in front of Mo Chengliang.

"Even though you have studied medicine before, it wasn't done professionally. Furthermore, you even had to split your focus and help to manage the organization. Since you're working so hard, it is hard to guarantee that you would not make any mistakes. Have you shown the doctor the medicine that you have dispensed? If you haven't done so, hand them over to me first. I'll show them to the doctor before giving them to the elderly head."

Mo Chengliang said slowly.

A firm and imposing aura exuded from within his voice even though he spoke in a generally calm tone.

Mo Yongheng subconsciously tightened his clutch on the box.

The medicine inside was dispensed by Qi Yan and Mo Chengliang would not be able to test it.

However, in this case, Mo Kun would come to know that he had stepped into Mo Chengliang's villa with a medicine box.

Furthermore, it wasn't the time of the month when Mo Kun would send the antidote over.

As long as Mo Kun proceeded to investigate, he would discover that he had contacted the people who were working for Nian Xiaomu in private. This would, in turn, expose their plans to silently cure the elderly head without anyone knowing!

He definitely could not hand over the medicine box!

Furthermore, it was such a rare and precious medicine, and the elderly head's life would be at stake if there was any error during the process.

"Why, don't you trust me? Or are you feeling guilty about something?"

Mo Chengliang noticed the hesitant look on his face and said with a deepened voice, "Yongheng, you were personally raised by the elderly head himself. He treated you just like his biological grandson, if you…"

"To me, no one else is more important than the elderly head!" Mo Chengliang suddenly spoke and interrupted Mo Chengliang.

Mo Chengliang's expression softened and his gaze toward him became a little more amiable.

"I can now rest assured with your words. However, since I am the one who is in charge of taking care of the elderly head now, I have to thoroughly check all of his food and necessities. This is so that I can account for everybody else."

As Mo Chengliang spoke, he gestured the butler who was standing beside him to retrieve the medicine box from Mo Yongheng.

Mo Yongheng did not release his grip on the box. As he met his eyes, he said with a sunken gaze.

"I can't hand over the medicine box! Please trust that I would not do anything to harm the elderly head!"