After accidentally sending a late-night reading to her ex-boyfriend

"Cheng Gang, the police have already notified us about Cheng Xu's matter. No matter what, what happened today is Cheng Xu's fault."

Mo's mother spoke first, and her expression towards Mo Chenggang became much more kind.

No wonder Mo Chengxu said that you have to start stealing the attention of adults from a young age. Because he was smart, he had been trying to hide his brilliance since he was a child.

In fact, along the way, Mo Chenggang was still thinking about whether children born into wealthy families think too much.

He was so young back then.

However, children who receive attention from a young age are indeed different.

As Mo Chenggang thought about it, his expression turned grim.

His mother's love was something he used to cherish, but now it doesn't feel that way anymore.

"If Mother knows it's Second Brother's fault, then there's no problem!"

Mr. Mo also spoke up: "Cheng Gang, the Mo family can resolve their own affairs behind closed doors, but the Mo family is, after all, a wealthy and powerful family. We can't afford to create too much of a scandal. This matter has too much of an impact; it can't be handled so hastily. Do you understand?"

Mo Chenggang's expression was rather unpleasant, and he bluntly stated, "How could the police handle this so carelessly? Besides, even if we were a wealthy family, we couldn't solve what Mo Chenggang was doing. Let's leave it to the professionals."

Mo Chenggang remained unyielding.

The third brother, being the most astute at assessing the situation, still helped the second brother despite the predicament, saying, "Second brother, if you go in, the reputation of the Mo family will be damaged, and you might not be able to get out. The reputation of the entire Mo family will be affected. Fourth brother, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Why aren't the people who caused the serious consequences worried about the impact, while the victims are the ones who need to be persuaded? I don't really understand this!"

Mo Chenggang's words silenced everyone.

Everyone thought that Mo Chenggang was usually quiet and taciturn, and should be easy to talk to. But they never expected that Mo Chenggang was the most stubborn, hardest, and most difficult rock to crack.

Just seeing Mo Chenggang standing there made the situation seem even more difficult to resolve.

Moreover, it seems that no amount of persuasion can change this kind of thing.

The old man spoke up at this moment: "Cheng Gang, you are now the person in charge of the Mo family. You need to be more discerning in your actions. It's not a good thing for others to pay too much attention to your family's affairs, do you understand?"

The pressure came down on the person in power, and the old man's words carried a certain threat.

If Mo Chenggang doesn't compromise, his newly acquired position of power might...

Mo Chenggang found it amusing, and even more so, he found their stance very strange.

He didn't know how to explain it, but he knew that this matter wasn't difficult to understand.

Why do people who do wrong things not have to pay an extra price?

Then he wouldn't stand on ceremony.

"Grandpa, I respect you as an elder, but precisely because you are an elder, isn't distinguishing right from wrong the most basic thing? Why does such a simple matter require threats when it comes to you?"

I don't have to be the leader of the Mohist school; I don't necessarily need to have that position.

Yao Yao and I are both people who prefer stability.

"My second brother's matter can absolutely not end like this, absolutely not!"

Mo Chenggang spoke with absolute certainty.

At this moment, Mo's mother glared at her again: "You've never been likable since you were little. You're dull, quiet, disobedient, and too opinionated. Have you never treated me like your mother? Is that why you treat me like this?!"

Mo's mother screamed hysterically, "Is it so hard to let your second brother go? They're all family, do you have to make it a fight to the death? Mo Chenggang, can't you be a little more likable? I wish you were normal!"

After finishing her speech, Mo's mother looked at Mo Chenggang.

Mo Chenggang laughed.

"You portray my biased behavior as 'I'm not likable,' and the fact that I was bullied as a child is described as 'a quiet person.' You always have a reason for your double standards."

Grandpa, Dad, Mom, you need to understand one thing: just how serious is what my second brother did? Even the emperor is subject to the same laws as commoners, let alone the fact that my second brother bullied my wife.

If this matter isn't handled properly, my second brother can still return to the Mo family, but I'll be the one being talked about behind my back for the rest of my life, not someone else. Do you understand?

Mo Chenggang enunciated each word very heavily; he was truly furious.

He never imagined that one day he would be betrayed by his own family like this. Now he wanted to leave and didn't want to talk anymore! Under the pressure, Shen Zhiwei obediently sat down.

Lu Chenzhou ignored Shen Zhiwei and said coldly, "We won't start any new lessons today. We'll have a small quiz on painting!"

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances. As a noblewoman, she was naturally proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, this small test was not only sudden but also the first time she had ever taken it.

"Brother Lu!" Liu Qingxue stood up, but then felt it was inappropriate and said in a low voice, "Mr. Lu, what should we paint today? In my opinion, why don't we all paint you yourself? That way we can have a competition and see who is better."

"Alright!" Under everyone's gaze, Lu Chenzhou did not refuse. Everyone unfurled their scrolls, wanting to be the first to win and catch Lu Chenzhou's attention. Only Shen Zhiwei remained...

Her style wasn't really traditional painting; it was a combination of modern comics techniques she'd learned, with some modifications. She dared say no one in the world could match her style. However, the moment she put pen to paper, her flaws were exposed. Although she was a good artist, she dared not even touch a brush.

Why not just give up drawing?

As Shen Zhiwei was pondering how to resolve the situation, Lu Chenzhou spoke again: "You did terribly in today's quiz, so copy the book a hundred times!"

Shen Zhiwei felt as if the sky had fallen. Her mind raced between copying the book a hundred times and exposing his true identity. She wasn't sure if Lu Chenzhou was Lu Yu, so she didn't dare to be bossy or ask him for help. Despite her close relationship with Lu Yu, she didn't know Lu Chenzhou.

Therefore, Shen Zhiwei thought it best to keep this Pandora's box in her own hands and not open it.

Copying a book a hundred times won't kill you.

……

In this small test, Liu Qingxue's painting was the most outstanding, as if depicting her beloved, bringing her to life.

Even those who were least skilled in calligraphy and painting, because their subjects were Lu Chenzhou, all painted quite well.

Only Shen Zhiwei...

Lu Chenzhou's face suddenly darkened; he was extremely displeased with Shen Zhiwei's simplistic, illegible drawing. It was bad enough that Shen Zhiwei had embarrassed herself in front of Lu Chenzhou, but to make matters worse, Lu Chenzhou had even held up the scroll to display it.

"Tell me, what is Lady Shen painting?"

Shen Zhiwei had truly lost face beyond belief. She was thinking of cultivating a good relationship with the noblewoman, helping to promote her upcoming novel, and then, once she had earned enough money, leaving to fend for herself and avoid starving on the streets. Now, Shen Zhiwei was truly going all out.