The Rich Family's Melon King Only Wants to Eat Melon, but Her Thoughts Are Heard Ch. 27

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Now, the Second Young Master Yan must be feeling all kinds of moved, Qi Zhao thought. She'd thought of every angle. After all, they were blood-related—there's no way they'd really cut ties like that.

"Really?" Yan Hao's eyes flickered. "My dad never goes back on his word. But with what you just said, Zhaozhao, I can rest easy."

"Y-yeah..." Qi Zhao echoed, but her confidence was starting to waver. She glanced at Yan Fangping again—there wasn't a trace of hesitation or regret in his expression. That's when she realized something wasn't right.

"Yan Hao, you'll move out of the Yan household tomorrow," Yan Fangping said coldly. "And since you're the owner of Moonlight Entertainment anyway, don't come running to us whenever something goes wrong. The Yan family won't be giving you any more connections or resources—nothing for free."

His tone was final, not open for discussion.

"I'll also make it public: from today on, you're no longer a member of the Yan family. I, Yan Fangping, have only two heirs—Yan Yueqian and Yan Xuan."

"Dad, I'm fine with that. I'll move out tomorrow," Yan Hao said without hesitation. He tugged on the still-stunned Qi Zhao's hand. "Zhaozhao, let's go. No need to wait till tomorrow. I'll move out now."

"But... Haohao, do you really not care about your family at all? Try talking to your dad again, maybe he'll come around and let us be together. That way he wouldn't have to go so far as to kick you out..."

"Zhaozhao, my dad keeps his word—and so do I. Even if I'm no longer the Yan family's second young master, I still have Moonlight Entertainment, and I can still use every resource there to make you shine," he said, as if still holding out hope.

"O-okay then..."

Mo Keyu showed up to work right on time as usual. She'd already spent a week rotating through a department at the main office, and tomorrow she'd be transferred somewhere else.

The day had barely started when she overheard her coworkers chatting about the Yan family.

She pulled out her phone, and sure enough—the headline was all over the top news: The Yan family has disowned their second young master.

But they were just having dinner together last night?

"Holy crap, this is straight out of a novel. He actually gave up the Yan inheritance for love?"

"That girl he likes must be something else."

"Heard she's one of the artists under his company."

"Moonlight Entertainment brought up several top stars, right? But their contracts are almost up. Rumor is, they're still deciding whether or not to renew."

Mo Keyu joined the gossip crowd too. She hadn't expected that after just one dinner, Old Man Yan would suddenly come to his senses.

Without the young master title, how many people would still offer him resources or respect? Who knows if his sweet little Zhaozhao would still stick around.

Suddenly, someone gave a discreet cough, reminding everyone that the supervisor was making rounds. They all quickly sat back at their desks, shut off their phones, and pretended to focus intensely on work.

Mo Keyu's phone buzzed, but since Supervisor He was still nearby, she didn't check it.

Probably still holding a grudge from her turning down drinks the other night, Supervisor He glanced toward her direction and spoke with a pointed tone, "If you're at work, focus on work. Don't spend all your time chatting on your phone."

Everyone looked over, realizing he was clearly aiming at Zhao Keyu. A few coworkers couldn't help but laugh—it was obvious who the jab was for.

Those who were friendly with the supervisor usually just got a gentle reminder, maybe a casual warning at most. Nothing serious.

Mo Keyu's face stayed blank, but inside, she was eating up the drama like popcorn.

[What? Supervisor He actually took bribes?]

Supervisor He had just been about to walk off, but the word bribes made his feet freeze like they were glued to the floor. He turned his head with a trace of panic—but saw no one speaking.

Everyone else looked like they were hard at work. It seemed he was the only one who heard that voice.

Maybe it was just guilt messing with his head. He'd been having nightmares lately and hadn't been sleeping well at all.

Originally, Mo Keyu didn't care about minor employees. Even though Supervisor He had climbed to a senior position, to her, he was still just working for her family. But since he dared to come at her, she had no intention of letting it slide.

[Once I move up, I really need to dig into this. The HQ culture can't be allowed to rot.]

[Sure, he's been here for decades, practically a company veteran—but man, his character is awful. Who knows how many people he's coerced. He should be thanking the Mo family. If it weren't for riding along with our investments, he'd never have built up assets in the hundreds of millions.]

[Kind of a sad guy, though. Even his own son won't acknowledge him. Makes sense, though—with the way he kisses up to power and harasses employees, of course there'd be family issues.]

[Wait, what? His son actually tried to poison him before? That's some next-level hatred. Huh? Domestic violence too? Then yeah, totally deserved. We don't need people like that in this company.]

[I remember one of his assistants was pretty good. He's not irreplaceable.]

...

That voice was like a curse, constantly peeling back all the secrets in his mind.

These were all things he'd really done—just hidden under the surface. To others, he was always the strict and dignified supervisor.

In the end, he rushed off holding his head, heading straight to his office and slamming the door shut. His forehead was soaked with sweat.

All this... just from criticizing one low-level employee? The backlash was terrifying.

[What's with this old guy suddenly running off?]

Mo Keyu was a bit confused. After confirming he'd left, she finally picked up her phone to check the message.

It was from Yan Fangping. He said he wanted to introduce his daughter to her, so they young folks could look out for each other.

Then he sent her Yan Yueqian's WeChat.

According to the system, Yan Yueqian was a wildly successful businesswoman. Mo Keyu quickly sent a friend request.

She suddenly realized that others her age and in her social class were all working hard, while she was still just working at her own family's company.

Right then, a new message popped up from her dad, Mo Zhengtian:

—Keyu, you should learn from your Sister Yan.

—Okay, Dad.

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