Could It Be... Lin Mo Is My Father

Lin Mo wiped his hands as he spoke those words.

Fu Linsheng felt a newfound respect for this young man. That aura, that casual demeanor—it was clear his identity was far from ordinary.

Fu Linsheng had been through countless battles in the business world; he could easily tell who was easy to mess with and who was not.

The youth standing before him was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

But even more untouchable was his mother.

So Fu Linsheng immediately called over his father to help restrain his mother, who was already spiraling into a rage.

“You little bastard! How dare you lay a hand on your mother? Do you want me to send someone to get rid of you?”

Lin Mo stood beside Chu Lintian’s seat, fingers lightly tapping on the chair.

“Mr. Fu, right? Want me to remind this crazy woman just how much revenue our Dajiang Group brings to your company?

If Dajiang Group decides to pull the plug, your company’s market value will probably be cut in half. No—more accurately, if you cross us, we won’t let you live comfortably.

So, why don’t you take this lunatic and get out of my sight?”

This was the confidence of the client who holds all the cards.

With just one command, Dajiang Group could terminate every contract. Dajiang Group might have to pay some compensation, but losing such a major client would scare off all the smaller ones.

Hearing this, Fu Linsheng gripped his mother’s hand tightly and dragged her toward the exit.

When his father tried to intervene, Fu Linsheng looked up at him with bloodshot eyes.

“All the luxury you enjoy now? That’s because of me. If you want to keep living like this, you better listen to me!”

Seeing his son’s fierce expression, even the most indifferent father would realize his wife had finally met her match.

This woman was the queen of the household, and before their rise in status, she had been a market queenpin.

With money, everyone fawned over her, and she grew arrogant beyond measure.

But now...

She had finally hit a wall.

Only after dragging his mother outside the hall did Fu Linsheng finally release his grip.

But no one expected her to immediately stand up and charge back inside.

This kind of woman was driven purely by emotion, completely devoid of reason.

All she wanted was to kill the kid who had just slapped her.

The next moment, another slap came flying hard.

Smack!

Fu Linsheng slapped his mother fiercely.

“What are you doing?!”

That slap knocked her to the ground.

“Have you lost your mind?!” Fu Linsheng shouted angrily, “Do you want to ruin me? So that you and Dad can go back to living that old life? Huh?!”

Fu Linsheng’s father hurried over.

“Linsheng, you—”

“Dad, shut up. You didn’t do anything earlier, so don’t say a word now.”

Fu Linsheng glared fiercely at his mother.

But she showed no sign of remorse. Instead, she pointed at him.

“I’m your mother! How can you let someone hit me? I gave birth to you, raised you, and this is how you repay me?”

“Mr. Chu is from Dajiang Group—that’s my financial backer, my major client. I make money off them. What do you think you’re doing? Do you want to go back to carrying reusable bags to the market like before?”

“If that’s the case! Then you can do it now. From now on, I won’t buy you any more designer bags, no more cosmetics or skincare products. Go ahead, keep making a scene.”

Fu Linsheng gave up completely.

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

Only leaving behind two stunned people staring at his retreating figure.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo was still inside, eating chicken feet and even ordered two extra servings of shrimp dumplings.

Chu Lintian finished the egg tart in her bowl, wiped her hands with the towel Lin Mo had just used, then said,

“Once we get back, I’ll have the company start blocking Fu Linsheng’s company’s processes. They’ll be forced to kneel and beg for our forgiveness, but we can drag this out until their company collapses.”

Lin Mo turned to look at Chu Lintian. “So you can sabotage their processes like that? That’s pretty nasty. But this is even better — at least we don’t have to pay a breach of contract fee.”

Chu Lintian shook her head. “Do you think what I’m doing is too harsh? Just like that, a company with dozens or even hundreds of employees will be taken down by me.”

Lin Mo shook his head. “Not harsh at all.”

He raised his hand and gently stroked the slightly reddened head of Chu Miaomiao.

“People who talk nonsense like that should actually die.”

When Chu Miaomiao heard someone call her a bastard, her eyes turned red.

It was precisely because of that insult that Chu Lintian decided to deal with Fu Linsheng’s company.

And Lin Mo also stepped in for the same reason.

So, as they say, trouble really does come from careless words.

After a long while, Chu Miaomiao finally broke down in tears.

This girl’s emotional response was slow — even though she quickly understood what was happening, her feelings had been building up gradually.

She walked over to Chu Lintian’s side, hugged her, and buried her sobs in the warmth of her broad chest.

“Maybe we should tell her.”

Lin Mo thought for a moment. “Yeah, it’s about time.”

Chu Lintian looked down at the girl in her arms and finally sighed reluctantly.

“I knew this day would come.”

Chu Miaomiao couldn’t help but look up at Chu Lintian.

“Mom, could it be... Lin Mo is my dad?!”

Then Chu Miaomiao got a serious scolding.

……

The cemetery.

A joint grave and a large tombstone.

These were all arranged by Jiang Beihe, who handled things as a good friend at the time.

They made sure everything looked perfect, leaving no room for criticism.

After hearing the story, Chu Miaomiao seemed to have cried herself dry. She could no longer cry and just stared blankly, looking up at Chu Lintian.

“So, should I call you aunt or mom from now on?”

“Just call me mom. You’ve been calling me that for so many years, it’s not something you can just change.”

Kids don’t really think about these things. At first, Chu Miaomiao thought her mother had her when she was very young.

Now she realized she had overthought it.

Chu Miaomiao was the type who thought a lot but said little and did less.

She had her doubts about her relationship with Chu Lintian, but she also imagined many things in her head.

When the truth finally came out, she wasn’t as upset as expected.

“See? I told you Miaomiao wouldn’t have such a hard time accepting all this.”

Lin Mo looked at the photo on the tombstone.

Chu Miaomiao’s mother and father — one beautiful, one handsome.

They looked very much like Chu Miaomiao.

If we follow the normal timeline, Chu Miaomiao would have died after the school term began, and Chu Lintian would have lost control because of Zhu Ligang’s incident.

But if memory serves, Zhu Ligang and Jiang Beihe were the ones who ultimately died.

There was once a news report online about a well-known business owner being murdered.

Though the exact circumstances of his death were unclear, it’s easy to imagine that Chu Lintian was driven by a desire for mutual destruction.

Chu Lintian looked at Lin Mo, who seemed somewhat dazed, and couldn’t help but speak up.

“Lin Mo, thank you. Without you, we might have died long ago.”

Chu Miaomiao also reached out a hand, cautiously grasping Lin Mo’s finger.

Lin Mo raised both hands and gently patted the heads of the two girls.

“Don’t say such formal things. From now on, I’m going to be a little parasite.”

In the distance, an old man cleaning the cemetery watched Lin Mo from afar, his eyes filled with a kind of envy.