Collaboration

Mo Xuan left the Mo family villa and had just reached his car when Mo Qingqing's voice rang out behind him: "Looks like someone's been kept, huh? Yesterday, Mom mentioned a limited edition Maybach, and today you're driving a 5 million Ferrari?"

Mo Xuan turned to look at Mo Qingqing. She had reverted to her usual expression, as if everyone owed her money.

"Is there something you need?" Mo Xuan knew that Mo Qingqing would approach him. "Mo President, let me guess, are you also eyeing the shares in my hands?"

"Hehe, you're indeed smarter than that fool Mo Jinpeng." Mo Qingqing no longer hid her intentions, her tone filled with disgust when mentioning Mo Jinpeng. "To be honest, if you were the only son, I might have been willing to help you wholeheartedly."

Mo Xuan didn't believe a single word from his elder sister. What was the difference between him and being abandoned by the family? Mo Jinpeng was still being schemed against behind his back.

"I happen to have something to do. How about giving me a ride?" Mo Qingqing knew that Mo Xuan didn't trust her, so she didn't continue with meaningless talk. Instead, she walked directly to the passenger side door. "We're siblings, but we've never really had a proper talk, have we?"

Mo Xuan didn't object. The two got into the car and left the Mo family villa.

"Let's go for a coffee," Mo Qingqing leaned back in her seat, looking out the window. "Mo Xuan, I can give you six hundred million. You give me the shares, and I'll still give you that house. Even after I achieve my goal, I can give you shares in Mo Corporation."

Mo Xuan didn't respond immediately. He navigated to the nearest coffee shop, confirmed the route, and then spoke: "You want to usurp the position?"

"That's right."

Mo Qingqing answered straightforwardly, and Mo Xuan didn't ask further. He just drove her to the coffee shop. Once inside, they ordered two cups of coffee. Mo Qingqing took a sip and frowned.

"Instant coffee, not very good taste," she said, but still added two sugar packets, stirring slowly with a spoon. "If you cooperate with me, in the future, Mo Corporation can be shared between us."

"I don't trust you," Mo Xuan directly voiced his thoughts. "You can scheme against one brother, and you might scheme against another."

"Because you won't compete with me," Mo Qingqing slowly put down the spoon, her gaze at Mo Xuan ambiguous. "I don't need someone who covets my position, whether it's Mo Jinpeng the fool or you, the smart brother."

"So, you're resentful, aren't you?" Mo Xuan looked at her and suddenly smiled. "I believe Mo Corporation has been steadily increasing its profits under your leadership. Apart from other things, I do admire you."

At this, Mo Qingqing chuckled, and a passing man couldn't help but stare at her. Mo Qingqing was beautiful, though not as stunning as the Luo sisters, she was undoubtedly outstanding in appearance.

"Indeed, you also want revenge, don't you?"

Mo Qingqing took a graceful sip of her coffee and continued, "Yes, I am resentful. Why should I, as a daughter, as a granddaughter, be made to marry off for Mo Jinpeng's benefit by my father and grandfather?"

"You don't need to feel unbalanced," Mo Xuan glanced out the window. "I, as a son, am no better than you."

"Haha, Mo Xuan, do you know why Grandpa and our parents don't like you?" Mo Qingqing blinked at him. "In our family, this shouldn't happen. You're not adopted, you're not sick or disabled, and you're even quite outstanding. So why is this? Have you never thought about it?"

Mo Xuan didn't answer, just looked at her, signaling her to continue. Mo Qingqing took out her phone, found her WeChat code, and handed it to Mo Xuan, saying, "Add me as a friend, brother. Some things need evidence, don't they?"

Mo Xuan didn't hesitate, scanned the code, and added her. Mo Qingqing then sent him a file.

"It contains what you want to know, about Mom and Dad," Mo Qingqing put away her phone. "As for Grandpa, I can tell you he did it on purpose. The reason, I don't know yet, just a guess. You probably don't know, but Grandpa had a younger brother, and the month and date of your birth are exactly the same as that uncle's."

Mo Xuan was stunned. He hadn't expected such a coincidence. But what did this have to do with him?

"You can ask Grandma, but I don't think she knows either," Mo Qingqing crossed her arms and looked at Mo Xuan. "As for Mom and Dad, apart from being their daughter, I also want to say, you should hate them."

"You should hate me, and your second and third sisters. They don't know, but I did it on purpose."

Mo Qingqing spoke openly, even making it seem like she had never felt guilty.

Mo Xuan's left hand, hidden under the table, clenched tightly, but his expression remained unchanged, though his tone carried a hint of coldness: "You're quite candid."

"Hehe, aren't you aware too?" Mo Qingqing didn't care. "I indulged Mo Jinpeng, but I also knew he wouldn't gain anything. However, Su Yanran, I really didn't expect that. On this point, I must apologize to you."

Hypocrite...

That was Mo Xuan's only thought. She coldly watched everything for her own purposes. Mo Xuan even suspected that she wanted to see Mo Jinpeng and Su Yanran together.

Logically, if she wanted to take Mo Corporation from Mo Jinpeng, she should have obstructed it. But she never intervened, and even gave Mo Jinpeng money.

That meant the marriage between Mo Jinpeng and Su Yanran benefited her, and that was the only reason.

"I can cooperate with you," Mo Xuan slowly said. "However, I must receive the money before giving you the shares."

"Can you make the decision for Grandma?"

"Naturally, otherwise, I wouldn't agree to this."

Hearing Mo Xuan's words, Mo Qingqing nodded and then stood up, saying, "Wait for my news. Don't worry, I'm not like Mom, Dad, and Grandpa. I keep my promises. Oh, and this time, I'll pay."

Mo Xuan watched as Mo Qingqing hailed a taxi and left. He slowly took out a recording pen from his pocket and couldn't help but smile.

He could understand Mo Qingqing. Anyone would be unwilling to hand over what they had to others. But Mo Qingqing's heart was too ruthless. She indulged Mo Jinpeng while letting him suppress himself.

Understanding didn't mean he would reconcile with his elder sister. On the contrary, Mo Xuan knew that after Mo Qingqing got everything, the next target would likely be him.

On the other side, Luo Shiya received a message on her phone. After glancing at it, she showed no expression and locked her screen.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Luo Muqi sat down beside Luo Shiya, curious. Luo Shiya chuckled, tapping her phone screen with her long fingers, "Mo Qingqing finally couldn't hold back. She wants to buy Mo Xuan's shares."

"Oh? Is she finally making a move?"

Hearing Luo Shiya's words, Luo Muqi wasn't surprised, as if they had known all along.

Luo Shiya gave a cold laugh, picked up her phone to send a message, and then put the phone down. The recipient was noted as Su Yanran...