The Rich Family's Melon King Only Wants to Eat Melon, but Her Thoughts Are Heard Ch. 10

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Even she hadn't expected her mom to mess around with someone else even knowing her dad had come home.

"Zhang Xiufeng, you—" Mo Zhengtian was so furious his beard was practically standing on end. His vision swirled, the room spinning.

Across from him, Mo Keyu's short video had already reached episode eight. Xiaoshuai was now beating the crap out of his wife's lovers.

The music had reached peak tragedy, enough to make anyone tear up.

"You—" Mo Zhengtian's face turned completely red. He couldn't get a full sentence out before a mouthful of dark blood suddenly burst out.

"Zhengtian! Zhengtian, what's happening to you?!" Zhang Xiufeng panicked the second she saw it.

Even Mo Keyu started to freak out. Maybe the stress had just been too much for one day. All of it hit him at once.

'If he actually dies from this, what am I gonna do?!'

She quickly paused the video and rushed over to support him, yelling toward the hallway, "Someone come quick! Butler! Call an ambulance, right now!!"

When Mo Keyu wanted to yell, no one could outdo her. Her voice instantly drowned out Zhang Xiufeng's panicked cries.

Mo Zhengtian going down? That scared her more than anyone.

[Old man, you can't die now. There's still so much juicy drama you haven't uncovered.]

[If you die, what happens to me? Your billions might not even go to me—aaahhhhh!!]

She was doing everything she could to get help—but for some reason, Mo Zhengtian suddenly shot her a glare.

[Come on, I'm working this hard! Why are you glaring at me, old man?]

[Anyway, Mo Zhengtian cannot die. I need him to learn the full truth. I want him to know everything I went through, every disgusting thing Zhang Xiufeng and Mo Xiaoyun did, and every damn green hat he's been wearing!]

System: [......]

Mo Zhengtian felt like he couldn't breathe anymore. The pressure in his chest was unbearable.

Everything around him—everything he once knew—felt completely different now.

The woman who used to cling to him for support, the daughter who used to admire him with pride, the quiet eldest daughter who rarely spoke...

All of it.

Had changed.

The day everything went down, Zhang Xiufeng immediately contacted her lovers and told them not to show up for a while.

Mo Xiaoyun was still in a daze. The past two days had just been way too much—she still hadn't fully processed it all.

"Mom, Dad's already come home. Why would you still do something like that?" Mo Xiaoyun scolded Zhang Xiufeng. "You should've at least thought about me. If Dad finds out, he might kick you out."

"Xiaoyun, don't panic. Even if Mo Zhengtian doesn't want me anymore, I still have you, don't I? You'll be the young madam of the Xu family soon. What is there to be afraid of?" Zhang Xiufeng said, feeling a bit more secure now that she still had a backup plan. Her fear of Mo Zhengtian slightly lessened at the thought.

"About that..." Mo Xiaoyun looked uncomfortable. She hadn't told her mom yet about the falling out between the families. "Mom, the thing between me and Xu Rong... it's kinda... probably not gonna happen anymore."

"What do you mean 'probably not'? What does that mean? Xiaoyun, what happened?"

Mo Xiaoyun stammered, "Xu Rong... Xu Rong likes men."

"What?!"

That one sentence from Mo Xiaoyun was like a bomb to Zhang Xiufeng.

"Mom, their whole family kept it from us," Mo Xiaoyun said, her voice cracking with tears.

Zhang Xiufeng felt dizzy, her vision blurring. Her body wasn't feeling right either.

"Does anyone else know about Xu Rong?" she grabbed Mo Xiaoyun's hand, clinging to her last hope. "Even if he likes men, as long as you marry him, you'll still be his wife in name."

"Dad had a huge fight with Xu Rong's parents last night. Everyone at the party heard it. I don't think they'll let me marry into the Xu family anymore," Mo Xiaoyun admitted.

Now Zhang Xiufeng was truly panicking. She was just some uneducated woman with no real background—her whole status came from clinging to Mo Zhengtian.

Now that his support was crumbling, and the Xu family "tree" was no longer an option, they were about to be left with nothing.

News spread fast in these circles, especially among the rich and powerful. People had once swarmed her with congratulations, both acquaintances and strangers alike. But now, that was all gone.

"Mom, what do we do now?" Mo Xiaoyun asked, tugging at her mother's sleeve, eyes rimmed red. She had officially become the laughingstock of their social circle.

Zhang Xiufeng's tone turned harsh, "Go find your dad. You're still his daughter—he won't abandon you."

But Mo Xiaoyun hesitated. "Mom... am I really his biological daughter?"

That voice from the morning had stuck in her head. She knew what she looked like. If they really shared the same dad, how could she look so different from Mo Keyu—and from Mo Zhengtian?

Hearing that, Zhang Xiufeng got even angrier. "Of course you're his biological daughter. I got pregnant with you right after I got with him."

Only then did Mo Xiaoyun seem somewhat reassured. "I'll go talk to Dad right now. Even if he doesn't forgive you, I'm still his daughter. Once he cools off, I'll say more good things about you. But Mom, you have to cut things off with those guys outside."

"Fine. Just make sure you calm your dad down. Without Xu Rong, your dad can still find you someone even better," Zhang Xiufeng said, her expression darkening. Her eyes were full of hate. "And we have to find a way to get rid of that brat Mo Keyu. As long as she's here, we'll never have peace."

Mo Zhengtian was hospitalized.

During this time, Zhang Xiufeng kept trying to bring him food, but every time, he had the staff kick her out.

As for the lunchboxes they tried to sneak in, Mo Keyu would coldly toss them straight into the trash without hesitation.

She was genuinely worried the old man might die, so she took full control of his meals. Every single thing he ate—breakfast, lunch, and dinner—was either bought personally by her or prepared under her watch.

Even though Mo Zhengtian was bedridden on IV drips and resting, he was fully conscious.

He wasn't just annoyed by Zhang Xiufeng. Even when Mo Xiaoyun came to visit, he didn't want to see her. Ever since suspicion crept into his heart, he just couldn't shake the unease.

There's no way genetics could skip a generation so far it ends up looking like an old business buddy.

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