Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets
Chapter 144: Acetic Acid Taste (Second Update)

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: Acetic Acid Taste (Second Update)

"Xiao Yue, I swear, I only agreed to let you go because I thought there would be people helping you move things, so you wouldn’t have to exert yourself. Xiao Yue, you are my beloved niece, how could I possibly exploit you!" Tang Mingli exclaimed, feeling truly wronged.

"Uncle, I know; I mean, Uncle Mo might think that way," Tang Yue cleared her throat, feeling a sweetness in her heart, and smiled saying, "Uncle, don’t be mad. He just doesn’t understand the situation, and that’s why he has such illusions."

Mo Siyu defended her that way, and she felt incredibly sweet and happy inside.

"I..." Tang Mingli fell silent, then said, "I also think he makes sense. Xiao Yue, this was something your uncle didn’t consider, I apologize to you."

As Tang Mingli spoke, he stood up straight, looking at her with full apologies.

Tang Yue immediately frowned and said, "Uncle, I volunteered for this, and besides, I have a share in the Mingyue Clothing Store. Just based on this fact, let alone occasionally going to stock up, even if I went with you every single time, it’s only right. Saying it like that, Uncle, means I have to follow you every time, otherwise I’d feel uneasy."

Even though stocking up is a hard task, however hard it may be, it still earns money. You can’t just take money without working, right?

If it were really so, she wouldn’t feel at ease taking the money.

"No way," Tang Mingli firmly denied without a second thought, "Xiao Yue, you’re still a student, how can you frequently go stock up?"

"Isn’t that right?" Tang Yue said with a slight smile, "Uncle, although we are uncle and niece, we are also business partners. If it’s just you giving all the effort and me doing nothing, just taking, as time goes by, it will inevitably breed resentment."

"No, no, Xiao Yue, if it weren’t for you, your Uncle I wouldn’t even know where I’d be moving bricks," Tang Mingli quickly replied, and this was the absolute truth. In his heart, without Tang Yue, there wouldn’t be the current him.

"Uncle," Tang Yue spoke earnestly, her expression serious, not seeming like a seventeen-year-old girl at all, she said distinctly, "Uncle, clear accounts keep good friends. If this continues, even if Uncle doesn’t mind, I would have no face to take dividend money anymore."

Tang Mingli was stunned for a moment. The Tang Yue in front of him was clearly Tang Yue, yet seemed different. The Xiao Yue whom he had always treated as a little girl seemed to have matured all of a sudden; her youthful face held a maturity that didn’t match her age.

Especially those bright almond eyes, naturally beautiful. Usually lively and charming, making her whole face shine brightly. At this moment, though, those eyes held a deepness, much deeper than usual vivacity.

Tang Mingli had an illusion, as if standing in front of him wasn’t his niece but his business partner.

*

Wangjiang County, hospital, patient room.

After failing to get through the call, Mo Siyu returned to the patient room and ate up even the cold food.

Afterward, he continued practicing walking in the patient room.

When Qin Huai’an found the hospital, he just happened to hear the doctor talking about Mo Siyu; his injury was severe, his foot needed to rest for a while before exerting force, it wasn’t time for rehabilitation yet.

Mo Siyu stood there indifferently, even with a cane, his presence seemed much stronger than the doctor’s.

The doctor’s endless chatter suddenly turned into advice on how he should rehabilitate to avoid harming his body.

This was the Brother Mo he knew.

Qin Huai’an smiled, waiting for the doctor to leave before he knocked and re-entered, saying loudly, "Brother Mo, hello."

"Xiao Yan." Mo Siyu turned, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, and asked, "How did you get here?"

"Brother Mo, can you not call me Xiao Yan?" Qin Huai’an put down his hand, his previously serious demeanor immediately changing as he pleaded with Mo Siyu. The nickname ’Xiao Yan’ had long been outdated.

Aside from Brother Mo, if anyone else called him ’Xiao Yan,’ he would definitely get irritated.

Mo Siyu glanced at him and said, "What, you think Xiao Yan doesn’t sound good?" Mo Siyu rubbed his wrist.

Qin Huai’an changed his tune and said, "No, no, Brother Mo, however you want to address me is fine."

Qin Huai’an didn’t dare to bring up the topic again. He cleared his throat and said ingratiatingly, "By the way, Brother Mo, guess who I ran into when I came over from Jiang City?"

Mo Siyu’s dark eyes swept over, and Qin Huai’an had a ’you’ll never guess’ look. He was holding back his laughter, just waiting for Mo Siyu to ask who he had met.

Mo Siyu’s thin lips parted slightly, uttering two words: "Tang Yue."

"Ah!"

Qin Huai’an’s eyes widened, his gaze towards Mo Siyu was simply incredible.

"Brother Mo, how did you know? It was that young girl from last time, how did you know I was talking about her and not someone else?" Qin Huai’an had thought that no one could have guessed it was that young girl, but to his surprise, Brother Mo had guessed it right away.

Mo Siyu countered with a question instead, "Did you bump into her at Jiang City Station?"

"Amazing!" Qin Huai’an’s admiration deepened, he eagerly asked, "Brother Mo, did you know she was coming back from Jiang City today?"

"Brother Mo, you have no idea, when I ran into her today, right in front of Jiang City Station, she was carrying a big bag by herself, and the bag almost completely buried her petite frame," Qin Huai’an rambled on, oblivious to Mo Siyu’s gaze growing darker.

Qin Huai’an proudly said, "If my eyesight hadn’t been good, I probably wouldn’t have recognized her. I helped her with her stuff, and she kept thanking me."

Mo Siyu’s hand clenching his walking stick, the veins in it beginning to protrude.

"Moreover, such a young girl helping Uncle Mo to stock up in Jiang City, there really aren’t many girls like that nowadays." Qin Huai’an wistfully said, completely lacking tact, "Brother Mo, such a good girl, have you taken a fancy to her?"

Mo Siyu gave him a sidelong glance.

Qin Huai’an swallowed, recalling the differences Mo Siyu had shown towards Tang Yue before, he persuaded, "Brother Mo, back when we were together, we all guessed, not knowing what kind of woman would catch your eye. Now if everyone saw Tang Yue, they would definitely think you two are a match made in heaven."

"You’ve said this to me six times." Mo Siyu’s tone became somewhat detached.

Qin Huai’an kept spouting compliments.

Until Mo Siyu’s whole body emanated a cold aura, even in the scorching summer, a chill rose on his back, and he belatedly realized—his attempts at matchmaking Brother Mo with that young girl were all in vain.

Brother Mo had already taken a fancy to her, and because of his praises, a tang of jealousy was even emanating from him.