The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s
Chapter 74: Mo Junhua Extra 3_2

Chapter 74: Mo Junhua Extra 3_2

They even accused his young wife of being a homewrecker, a bad woman who destroys others’ families.

The people inside the Mo Mansion, seeing her appear with her son and daughter, crying with a face like tearful pear blossoms, stood there softly and timidly, hesitatingly looking up at the sky as if to speak, the gist of her muddled words being that Lan Tian did not intend to do this, she didn’t mean to wreck someone else’s family, she must have her reasons, hoping everyone would not blame her.

Her children suffering a bit didn’t matter, being separated from their father and unable to live with him was not an issue, as long as the children could occasionally come to see their father.

The more Zhou Yuwei made excuses for Lan Tian, the more the people in the mansion despised her, accusing her of being shameless, telling her to get out of the Mo Mansion, that such a shameless person who destroys others’ families was not welcome here.

They also advised Zhou Yuwei that she was not alone; how could she be so meek? Even if not for her own sake, she should fight for her son and daughter, for a mother must be strong.

What made Mo Junhua very angry was that his own sister would collude with Zhou Yuwei, conspiring to drive away his young wife.

As a result, his young wife really believed what Zhou Yuwei said, feeling guilty for ruining the relationship between them, she left dejectedly, and by the time he returned, she was nowhere to be found.

After Mo Junhua came back, he erupted in fury, unleashing a great anger towards Zhou Yuwei. The departure of his young wife caused him to lose his usual composure, sending many people out to look for her, but to no avail. It was as if fate was against him; whenever there was a clue and they went to investigate, the person was already gone.

Mo Junhua lost the patience to toy with her slowly, and Zhou Yuwei’s eldest son from her previous husband happened to be in the military unit under him. Mo Junhua had his men assign the most dangerous missions to him, and during a bandit suppression mission, he was shot dead by bandits.

Upon learning this, Zhou Yuwei dared not cry in front of Mo Junhua, secretly sobbing behind his back. Mo Junhua saw this but pretended not to, unable to bear it—his revenge had only just begun.

The two children at home, Zhou Yuwei doted on them as if they were the apple of her eye, spoiling them rotten, giving in to every request. Whatever they wanted, Zhou Yuwei made sure to get it for them, and if she couldn’t, she would ask Mo Jun.

Mo Junhua saw all this and cooperated enthusiastically, knowing there is a term called "spoiling through indulgence."

The son Zhou Yuwei later had with her ex-husband might have inherent flaws. Without Mo Junhua needing to deliberately spoil him, he just watched from the sidelines, occasionally having people guide him, and he naturally became a hedonistic scion, the tyrant of Beijing, proficient in all sorts of vices like eating, drinking, womanizing, and gambling.

The daughter was pampered by Mo Junhua so much that she became arrogant and unruly, making a mess of male-female relationships in her teens, having undergone several abortions. Her reputation was so foul that everyone in Beijing knew, and every family with a son warned repeatedly, such a woman was not a suitable daughter-in-law; you could end up with a green hat on your head one day.

Unable to mix in Beijing anymore, Zhou Yuwei had no choice but to send her overseas.

Her son was causing trouble in Beijing, competing with another young gentleman of the city for a woman, leading to a dispute and a fight, and as a result, he ended up killing the other man. With someone dead, the opposing side was relentless, furthermore, that family also had influence, and they came demanding justice.

But Mo Junhua had always had a good reputation in the military, known for being fair, so even when the elder of the other family came knocking, demanding to be treated justly, Mo Junhua made a public statement. He first emphasized he was a soldier before a father, the prince is subject to the same laws as commoners—should the other party provide evidence, he would not protect a criminal, not even if the person was his son.

After Zhou Yuwei found out, she knelt outside his study for three days and nights, beseeching him to save their son. She had already lost one son and couldn’t lose another. Other than Mo Junhua, she had no one else to rely on. Mo Junhua remained unmoved.

In previous years, her ex-husband was brought down due to corruption and taking bribes, lusting after beauty. Now he couldn’t even protect himself, let alone be of help.

Zhou Yuwei pleaded bitterly, and finally, Mo Junhua swept the matter under the rug.

There was no evidence, no one was arrested, but their son had died—how could the other family let this go? They couldn’t touch Mo Junhua, but they could touch his son. They might not be able to kill him, but they could have him suffer.

They arranged a kidnapping, smashing his arm and leg bones, severing his leg and arm tendons, locking him in an underground dungeon. Zhou Yuwei wiped her tears day after day at home. He was locked up for over a month, and after a month, he was thrown at the entrance of the Mo Mansion and the assailants left.