Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Li Ersu had been upset until the next day. Somehow, Li Mosen had found out about it and quietly reported it to Li Sicheng, who doted on his daughter very much.

  And that was how Master Li Moyun got thrown to the Old Manor.

  From that day on, he was no longer arrogant. His chin was no longer tilted when he talked, and his chest was no longer puffed out. He was so afraid of meeting his grandmother in the hall and being told, “Little Moyun, I just cooked some food. Come and taste some!”


  “Little Moyun, I just bought some snacks for you. It’s very good for your body. Come and have some!”


  “Little Moyun, I just bought some assessment books for you. They’ll help with your studies. Come and try some questions!”


  Inwardly, Li Moyun cried to himself, “I was wrong! I know my mistake now! I just want to go home!”
……

  Unfortunately, regrets were useless. Not only did Li Moyun have to continue living in the Old Manor, his grandmother even took him to and from school. Every day, she would watch him eat two full bowls of rice and he grew from a scrawny 11-year-old boy into a round 60-kilogram fatty.

  Li Mosen had hardened his heart and was determined not to let him return to their home in Yuxiu. Li Moyun had been grossly wrong in assuming that Li Mosen would side with him simply because they shared the same character ‘Mo’ in their name. He had been too naïve.

  Now that he heard Li Jianqian was back from the capital and was intending to attend graduate school in Kingstown instead of going back, he almost broke out in wails.

  Upon hearing a commotion outside, the little fatty skipped out the door and saw his biological older brother stepping out of a black Bentley. He waded up to him excited and called out, “Older Brother! My dear Older Brother!”


  When Li Jianqian saw Li Moyun, he couldn’t help but snigger.

  Yu Chulin looked at him sympathetically and asked, “Moyun, do you still remember me?”


  “Brother Chu!” Li Moyun sniffled, his expression full of grievance. When he turned to Li Mosen, his eyes were filled with bitterness. “You jerk!”


  Li Mosen looked at him with a straight face and replied, “I did it all for your own good. Look how well fed you’ve been.”


  Li Jianyue burst out into loud laughter as she exclaimed, “Fatty!”


  “Shut up!” Li Moyun was irritated by this but he quickly pulled Li Jianqian along and said, “Older Brother, Grandma said she misses you. Come on in. Let Grandma see how skinny you are!”


  His resentment could be detected clearly in his tone.

  The corners of Li Jianqian’s lips turned up into a smile as he followed him in.

  Li Jianyue, on the other hand, continued laughing ruthlessly. “Hey, Fatty! Slow down!”


  Li Mosen followed and remarked, “Only a summer vacation has passed, such a short period of time. Why do you suddenly look like an inflated balloon?”


  The Little Fatty grew even angrier and he turned around, intending to hit him.

  However, Li Mosen was taller and easily blocked the blow. “Little Shortie,” he said, “Come at me again when you’re taller.”


  The Little Fatty’s heart was full of resentment as he hugged Li Jianqian’s leg and wailed, “Brother! Big Brother! Please tell Dad that I don’t want to stay at Grandma’s house anymore! I don’t want to eat this much! The little girl next door used to blush every time she saw me in the past. Now, whenever she sees me, she bursts out laughing! I’ve changed so drastically! I can’t bring myself to accept it!”


  “Cut the act,” Li Jianqian pushed him off. “I’ll be staying on campus in the future. It’ll still be Mosen and Ersu living at home. I might be able to save you for a moment, but nothing much changes beyond that.”


  “Hey, you’re all here!” Qin Shuhua exclaimed, she looked extremely surprised upon seeing them. She turned around and yelled, “Liu Sao, they’re here. You can bring out the food now!”


  “Right away!” Liu Sao replied with a smile. “Can Third Young Master and Jianlin drink fish soup?”


  “I can’t,” a youthful voice rang out. Li Jianlin closed his book and looked into the kitchen. “Granny Liu, I’m allergic to fish soup.”