Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets
Chapter 193 The Great Swindler (Third Update)

Chapter 193: Chapter 193 The Great Swindler (Third Update)

"Xiao Yue~"

Mo Siyu’s deep voice rang out, the end of his tone slightly rising, like a little feather tickling her heart, causing a ticklish and tingling sensation.

The moonlight was very bright tonight, faintly revealing a tall and slender figure walking out from beside a big tree.

The pale moonlight poured over Mo Siyu, his face dimly visible, sharp-featured, making his figure appear exceptionally tall.

Tang Yue hadn’t managed to step back yet, and stopped in her tracks.

"Uncle Mo, you’re back? Why didn’t you come to the wedding banquet?" Tang Yue asked casually, perhaps due to the lighting, her eyes boldly rested on his face, even though she couldn’t see him clearly, she could still feel that familiar aura.

"Just passing by." Mo Siyu stepped forward, letting himself stand under the bright moonlight, he lowered his head, and as the evening breeze passed, a faint fragrance from her body wafted with the wind, he said word by word: "I came here specially to see you."

Tang Yue’s heart thumped violently.

Mo Siyu stepped forward again.

Tang Yue instinctively stepped back, but unexpectedly, moved back too quickly, and her entire body toppled backwards.

"Ah."

Tang Yue exclaimed softly, her hands flailing to grab Mo Siyu’s clothes, trying to pull herself back, but she exerted too much force and ended up throwing herself into his arms.

"Xiao Yue, from now on, you’re only allowed to throw yourself into my arms like this," Mo Siyu took the opportunity to embrace her, his chin resting on Tang Yue’s shoulder, he spoke with his face sideways, his warm breath sprinkling on Tang Yue’s cheek.

Not trying to cause trouble won’t lead to trouble.

Tang Yue wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, her head hung low, her hands placed on his chest, trying to push him away, but he was like a mountain, unmoving against her efforts.

"I didn’t throw myself into your arms!" Tang Yue hurriedly explained, adding: "This was just an accident."

Mo Siyu’s hand embraced her, feeling that the person in his arms was slightly too delicate.

He chuckled softly, his voice very magnetic, "Xiao Yue, I like it when you throw yourself into my arms."

Mo Siyu let go, slightly increasing the distance between them, he looked at her, feeling a bit regretful that they weren’t in a lighted place.

"Uncle Mo, are you leaving today?" Tang Yue changed the subject, feeling enveloped by his cold aura, an utterly unfamiliar sensation, yet she didn’t dislike it.

Once, the person she secretly looked up to, now, was holding her, giving Tang Yue a dream-like feeling.

"I’m not leaving, I’ll sleep at your place."

As Mo Siyu spoke.

Tang Yue, using both hands, hit the chest area of Mo Siyu, her face blushing as she said: "Mo Siyu, when did you become so shameless!"

"Cough." Mo Siyu cleared his throat, her little fists hitting him felt like tickling, he seriously retorted: "Xiao Yue, where am I being shameless?"

"I mean sleeping in your guest room, isn’t your guest room meant for guests?" Mo Siyu added.

Suddenly, Tang Yue’s face turned even redder.

"Mo, Si, Yu!" Tang Yue gritted her teeth as she spoke.

"Xiao Yue, you can call me Si Yu, or perhaps, Brother Yu?" Mo Siyu said eagerly.

"Uncle Mo, we are not of the same generation." Tang Yue glared hard at him and counted on her fingers, "I’m seventeen this year, you’re twenty-three. That’s a six-year difference. If every three years count as a generation gap, then you’re two generations older than me."

"Xiao Yue, I’m not afraid of two generation gaps, I’d climb mountains and cross seas just to see you," Mo Siyu said earnestly.

Tang Yue: ...

Ever since they got to know each other, did Mo Siyu in front of her remain the same high-cold god-like man she had known before?

In her previous life, the Mo Siyu she knew was always stern-faced, not even a hint of a smile, let alone a joke. She had even heard the nurses speculating whether Mr. Mo was born incapable of smiling.

But now, where did this Mo Siyu, who is so serious about joking, come from?

"I’m older than you, taller than you, from now on, I’ll let you have your way in everything to make sure your days are comfortable," Mo Siyu took the opportunity to speak up, clearly determined once he set his mind on something.

"Once you graduate, we’ll get engaged," Mo Siyu planned the perfect blueprint, "When you reach sophomore year, we’ll get married. During your summer and winter breaks, you can come to Jing City to see me."

"Uncle Mo, aren’t you thinking too far ahead?" Tang Yue couldn’t help but interrupt, lest he keeps going and even plans out their children.

"How is it too far? You are already in your second year of high school, soon to graduate," Mo Siyu held her hand, his rough hand over her delicate skin, she was seriously refuting his words, not realizing what was happening.

"We still haven’t reached our two-year promise yet," Tang Yue reminded him, a strange sensation coming from her hand, she swiftly slapped away Mo Siyu’s hand and composed herself, "Uncle Mo, the passbook you gave me, I will return it to you later."

"No way," Mo Siyu objected, leaning in closer, the dim light unable to reveal her features clearly, but her sweet aura was palpable.

"Xiao Yue, I will fulfill our two-year promise, but in the meantime, keep all this money, um, you don’t even have to ask me if you want to use some," Mo Siyu said seriously, his deep eyes staring at her, continuing, "Xiao Yue, we will definitely be together after two years, so it’s better to hand it over to you earlier, so that I can let you know that your future husband is very good at earning money."

Future husband.

Tang Yue was greatly moved, but still maintained her last line of defense. She said, "After two years, no one can say for sure; I can’t take this money..."

"If you don’t want to use it, just save it."

Mo Siyu didn’t give her a chance to refuse.

"Xiao Yue, you can’t lie. You clearly like me, so you can’t betray your own heart."

"That money, I just want to show you that I have the capability to make you happy."

"Right now, I am just a small manager in the motorcade, but in a few years, I’ll surely be better off than I am now, earning even more money."

"Um, and about the Yipin Inn you saw the other day, I also have a share in it. These two years, I’ve never touched a card because it was always at home, and I haven’t checked how much money it holds; I’ll give it all to you then."

"Xiao Yue, I’m handsome, you’re beautiful, and my mom really likes you as her daughter-in-law. Look, we are so suitable. If we don’t end up together, even the heavens would think it’s unfair."

Mo Siyu’s voice, his every word, was full of seductive persuasion.

"Xiao Yue, we are a match made in heaven."

Unconsciously, Mo Siyu had moved closer to her face.

"Yipin Inn, you have a share in it too?" Tang Yue, dizzied by his words, felt as though she was struck by lightning when she heard about Yipin Inn.