Chapter 1469: Returning to Jiangzhou Prefecture for the New Year

Maybe it won’t even be Feng Huaijin’s turn to be the rightful heir of the Feng Family anymore?

Fate makes fools of people.

"Is she trying to find her son now because she can’t survive?" Mo Si Huang suddenly asked.

It’s been more than twenty years. If that abandoned baby boy managed to grow up safely, he should be working and earning money by now, able to support that birth mother in turn.

But he was on good terms with the director of Ancheng Orphanage, and the director probably didn’t casually mention that he’s now a film star.

Brother Hao answered from the side, "I heard she’s looking for the guardian who adopted you. I figure she’s actually looking for you. But the orphanage has rules—the director didn’t disclose your information. With no other way, she just left her phone number."

Mo Si Huang stared at that number and dialed it. After a moment, a middle‑aged woman’s voice came through: "Hello?"

Mo Si Huang felt the blood in his whole body freeze. Just when that woman was completely losing patience, he spoke: "I’m staff from the orphanage."

Du Lu kept feeling that this voice sounded familiar, but for the moment she couldn’t place it. "I don’t care about anything else. I just want to know the phone number and address of Mo Yu, the one who adopted the child. Can your orphanage stop guarding against me like I’m a thief? It’s not like I don’t know Mo Yu—we just haven’t been in touch, that’s all..."

Mo Si Huang’s whole body jolted. She knows Mo Yu?

He was adopted by Mo Yu, and from childhood his master had never spoken of his biological parents. He’d always thought it was simply because he didn’t know...

So he did know, and just hid it from him?

"Hello? Say something, why aren’t you talking?" Du Lu had always had a bad temper. When she heard nothing from the other end, she immediately grew agitated and furious.

Then came the abrupt sound of the call being hung up, making Du Lu even more enraged. She might be staying in a five‑star hotel, but Mr. Qi and Su Li weren’t going to give her any money!

"Little Si? Little Si, are you okay?" Brother Hao, quite worried, nudged Mo Si Huang.

Mo Si Huang’s face was icy as he simply shook his head.

He got up and glanced at Mu Qingmei, who was still unconscious in the hospital bed, then suddenly said, "I’m going back to Jiangzhou Prefecture."

His master Mo Yu was in Jiangzhou Prefecture, Su Li was there, and even Feng Huaimu was there. He had to go back.

Brother Hao watched Mo Si Huang turn and leave, his figure cold and proud, then looked again at the still‑sleeping Mu Qingmei, unable to help inwardly complaining.

Seen this way, Little Si doesn’t seem to like Second Miss Mu all that much—he didn’t even wait for her to wake up, didn’t leave a word, just walked out.

Mo Si Huang took care of all the arrangements, then got ready to board a plane straight to Jiangzhou Prefecture.

It was close to the New Year, and all the students returning home and migrant workers from out of town were heading back to their hometowns.

Mo Si Huang sat down in business class. Just as he was about to switch his phone to airplane mode, it buzzed in his hand—an email had come in.

When Mo Si Huang saw the sender, his gaze darkened, and he didn’t even notice the pretty flight attendants walking past.

"If you want to stay free, go back to Jiangzhou Prefecture and take that little girl from the Feng Family’s eyes for me."

That little girl from the Feng Family was deeply connected to Su Li. If he made a move, he would be completely severing ties with Su Li, his junior sister...

"Looks like Little Qingmei needs a bone marrow transplant too." The phone vibrated again.

"Sir, please switch your phone to airplane mode, okay?"

The flight attendant saw how quiet and withdrawn he was and couldn’t help adding, "Sir... are you Mo Si Huang, the film star?"

Mo Si Huang snapped back to reality and switched his phone to airplane mode.

He turned his head to look out the plane window, his eyes faintly chilled.

He wasn’t doing this just for his own freedom, but for Mu Qingmei as well.