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"I've recently gotten into big trouble and need to head to the Golden Triangle to sort things out. I hope you can arrange an identity for me to go there, under the name of Murong Real Estate," Mo Ming said, flicking the ash off his cigarette.
The situation in the Golden Triangle is a bit chaotic. If he went there directly as Mo Ming, he might not even get to see Poisonous Madness before being chased down. Having a fake identity would provide much more safety, especially one associated with a large company like Murong Wei.
Upon hearing "Golden Triangle," a hint of panic flashed in Murong Wei's eyes. He frowned and said, "I heard that Yuan'er was attacked. Could it be that people from the Golden Triangle were behind it?"
"Yes, during the confrontation, I heard them speaking Thai. If my guess is correct, it must be him," Mo Ming replied calmly, though there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes, clearly angered by the harm done to Lin Yuan'er.
"Who are you talking about?"
Mo Ming replied flatly, "The biggest drug lord in the Golden Triangle now is Tate."
"What? You actually offended Tate!" Murong Wei's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "No wonder my old comrade said it's better to find you than him. Truly, like father, like son; even he never offended Tate, yet you did."
"Enough of that, Murong Old Man. Just get the arrangements done quickly. It would be best if you could have everything ready by tomorrow along with the tickets. Once I handle this matter, then I'll deal with Gong Gao Yi."
Mo Ming extinguished his cigarette butt, stood up, stretched as if he had been sitting for too long, and yawned.
"That's no problem; just rest assured. I'll have someone take care of it right away," Murong Wei said with some concern. "However, as your father's good friend, I hope you can stay safe and not push yourself too hard. The enemy is tough to deal with; if you can't win, it's better to endure for now. With your abilities, you'll eventually have a chance to fight back."
"Don't lecture me; you have enough problems of your own that you can't handle and thus have no right to speak. I know my own affairs well enough and don't need you worrying about me," Mo Ming replied somewhat rudely but effectively alleviating Murong Wei's concerns.
"That's good," Murong Wei nodded.
As Mo Ming turned to leave and opened the door, he looked back at Murong Wei and said, "I think you should also share what you just told me with Murong Lian; it might help ease your relationship."
"Yes, if an appropriate opportunity arises, I will do that."
Mo Ming gently closed the door but then pushed it open again and added, "One more thing: the name for the identity I need you to arrange is Ginger Dust. Remember not to get it wrong—ginger as in the spice and dust as in dirt."
After saying that and without waiting for Murong Wei's response, Mo Ming left. It was late at night now; he returned to his room and went straight to sleep since he had to set off for the dangerous Golden Triangle the next day.
Ultimate Electronics Company is making waves, like a Dragon Crossing the River, as it expands its reach from the United States to Nanhua City, aiming to seize a position in the electronics industry. It is more challenging than dealing with a Local Tyrant, especially since the opponent is not just a snake but a hidden poisonous dragon that can take your life at any moment! Therefore, abundant energy is particularly important.
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"Mo Ming, I have taken care of what you asked me to do. The flight ticket is booked for ten o'clock." Murong Wei handed a folder to Mo Ming, who was having breakfast, and added, "I must remind you again to pay attention to safety; don't get into trouble."
"Damn, old man, this isn't reminding; it's just bad luck!" Mo Ming stopped eating and disdainfully showed his middle finger to Murong Wei before opening the folder. Inside were two items: an identification card and a flight ticket.
Aside from the name Ginger Dust and the ID number being different, all other information, including the photo, corresponded with Mo Ming. One must say that Murong Wei's efficiency was impressive.
"Don't worry; this ID was arranged through my connections at the police station. It's absolutely valid," Murong Wei said, then took out another folder and handed it to Mo Ming. "This contains some information from Murong Real Estate regarding investment land. You can use this as a cover."
"Hey, old man, I trust your work!" Mo Ming put away the two items and continued his breakfast.
At that moment, Murong Lian walked down the stairs in a daze. Upon seeing Murong Wei, her eyes showed some resentment. She looked angry and wanted to turn away but hesitated when she saw Mo Ming and ultimately walked over.
"Lian'er, you're awake! Come over for breakfast; today's breakfast is quite sumptuous," Murong Wei said with an awkward smile because he knew that Murong Lian was still upset about Shirou.
Sure enough, Murong Lian directly ignored him and instead asked Mo Ming, "What time did you come back here last night?"
Thinking for a moment, Mo Ming realized he hadn't paid attention to the time: "Uh, I forgot what time it was. You had just fallen asleep; I talked with your dad about some things. Since it was too late, I just stayed here for the night."
"Oh." Murong Lian replied expressionlessly and asked, "Will you be staying here recently?"
After Lin Yuan'er got injured, Mo Ming had been accompanying her at Fu Meng's house. Therefore, he hadn't spent a night at Murong Wei's Hillside Mansion in quite some time. It was normal for Murong Lian to ask this.
"No," Mo Ming answered briefly and noticed a hint of disappointment in Murong Lian's eyes. He felt it necessary to elaborate: "I have something to take care of outside Nanhua City soon, so I won't be staying here. I'll be leaving today."
"Leaving Nanhua City? Are you not coming back?" Murong Lian appeared somewhat anxious and reluctant to let go. However, this feeling of reluctance seemed almost imperceptible to anyone but herself.
"I'll be back after I finish my business." Mo Ming didn't notice her feelings as he finished his last bite of breakfast and shot several meaningful glances at Murong Wei. However, Murong Wei remained oblivious and did not comply; thus, Mo Ming had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.
"I want to tell you something."
Murong Wei's eyes showed a hint of panic as he said, "Mo Ming, don't say it!"
"Murong Old Man, it's surprising that you're a king in the business world, yet you can't even speak in front of your own daughter. Fine, if you won't say anything, I'll help you. Otherwise, I can't stand watching your relationship being so awkward!" Mo Ming scoffed.
Listening to their conversation, Murong Lian understood what Mo Ming wanted to say and immediately refused, "Don't say it. I don't want to hear you talk about those things. Because of him, my mom died, and I will never forgive him for the rest of my life!"
He refers to Murong Wei.
Murong Lian's words pierced through a father's heart. Upon hearing them, Murong Wei felt a sudden sense of loss; his eyes became hollow and devoid of emotion. He couldn't even muster a word of defense. Shirou's death was indeed related to him; if it weren't for the competition over that project, this wouldn't have happened!
"Whether you forgive him or not, there are some things you should know to avoid regretting for a lifetime. By then, it will be too late for you to feel remorse," Mo Ming said calmly. "I heard about your mother's death last night. I feel very sorry about her situation. However, you must understand that no one wanted such a thing to happen; no one could have predicted it..."
"I don't want to hear it! Stop talking! Get out! You get out!" Murong Lian's emotions became volatile; her face was covered with anger as she pointed at the door and shouted.
"I hope you can calm down!" Mo Ming shouted back in anger.
Unexpectedly, this truly stunned Murong Lian into silence; she stood there without saying a word.
"In fact, your mother's death has also caused great harm to your father. He told me he wanted to die, but because of you, he gave up that thought and devoted himself entirely to raising you without remarrying!" Mo Ming's tone was somewhat firm as he continued, "For so many years, he has suffered greatly while you can choose to forget those painful memories. Did you ever know that the father you think is strong also quietly cries at night?"
These words weighed heavily on Murong Wei's heart. The feeling of having his unspoken pain understood by someone was deeply moving. He wished that the person who understood him would be Murong Lian.
However, when Murong Lian unconsciously glanced at Murong Wei just now, it indicated that Mo Ming's words had made some impact and had shaken her frozen heart.
After a pause, Mo Ming continued, "Why not try to forgive him? What happened in the past is already gone; those who are lost cannot return. As for the living—your family members still by your side—why not cherish them? Must you truly wait until you've lost them to realize their value? By then, wouldn't it be too late?"
"Enough, Mo Ming! Don't say any more. The past indeed started because of me; there's no need for you to say too many good things on my behalf. I just hope Lian'er can live well. Even if you never forgive me for the rest of your life, I won't dare complain," Murong Wei said as he looked at the pained expression on Murong Lian's face and stopped Mo Ming from continuing.
"Okay, this is your family matter; it's not my place to interfere. I've said all I need to say. Whether or not you forgive him completely depends on your attitude now, Murong Lian." After saying this, Mo Ming took two file folders and left the room.
"Wait!"
Mo Ming stopped and turned around, asking, "Do you have any more questions?"
"Don't rush to leave yet; I want to hear you finish what you were saying earlier." Murong Lian's expression was somewhat forlorn, with two glistening tears falling from the corners of her eyes as she looked at Murong Wei and said, "I hope for a reason that will allow me to forgive."
"Alright, I'll give you a reason." Mo Ming nodded and said, "Regarding what happened back then, Murong Old Man chose to call the police, which led to such results. That was indeed unfortunate. However, even if he hadn't reported it, once the other party took over that project, they likely wouldn't have let you go either. The outcome could have been even worse."
Mo Ming glanced at Murong Wei's ashamed expression and continued, "The most important point is that your dad has not forgotten your mom all these years. This shows he is a good husband and worthy of your mom's love. I believe that if she were aware from beyond, she wouldn't want either of you to be unhappy."
"If he didn't deeply love your mom, why would he spend so many years searching for the murderer?" Mo Ming patted his chest as a solemn promise and said, "I can assure you that it won't be long before he goes down to confess to your mom."
"Dad, is what Mo Ming said true?" For the first time since recalling past events, Murong Lian called out "Dad," which shook Murong Wei's heart deeply and nearly brought him to tears. He nodded and said, "Yes, I won't let that person off easily. I will avenge Shirou, even if it costs me my life."
"Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't know you had been enduring such great pain all this time while I blamed you for being heartless..." Murong Lian broke down in tears and suddenly threw herself into Murong Wei's arms.
Murong Wei comforted her by patting her back and cast a grateful glance at Mo Ming. Mo Ming chose not to speak further and left directly; it was best to give them some time to bond as father and daughter.
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