When Mo Qingqing entered the hospital room, Qin Ni was already awake, holding her phone and staring intently at the screen.
"Mom, are you feeling better?"
"Why did you sell your shares?"
Mother and daughter spoke simultaneously upon seeing each other. Mo Qingqing paused for a moment, then smiled. "I didn’t want them anymore. I needed funds for myself. It’s as simple as that."
"You needed funds?" Qin Ni’s eyes narrowed in suspicion before she suddenly let out a cold laugh. "What, is that beast of a father of yours in trouble again, and you’re rushing to fill his financial holes?"
"I also sold my shares in Mo Corporation," Mo Qingqing said casually as she sat down.
Hearing this, Qin Ni’s pupils contracted. She had even sold her shares in Mo Corporation?
"Mom, let’s be honest. Our family is finished," Mo Qingqing said, her tone as if she were discussing something mundane. "If it weren’t for the Ye Family taking an interest in me, would Mo Corporation have even survived this long?"
Originally, Mo Qingqing had planned to take full control of Mo Corporation, but the incident involving Mo Tingting had thrown a wrench in her plans. Even with the Ye Family stepping in to help, Mo Qingqing knew it was only a temporary reprieve.
A footwear and apparel company facing continuous scandals could recover financially, but once its reputation was ruined, it was over.
A company with such an uncertain future was better off abandoned, so she could focus entirely on herself.
She was adept at seizing opportunities, and during the brief period when Mo Corporation was clinging to life, she sold all her shares. Her fallback was the company she had secretly established beforehand.
Of course, she wouldn’t tell Qin Ni any of this. From the moment she began scheming, she had already cast aside familial bonds.
The environment in the Mo Family had given rise to two extremes: Mo Xuan, who grew up with his grandmother and developed a gentle, talented personality, and Mo Qingqing, who was raised by her parents in the Mo Family and inherited their selfishness and coldness, even surpassing them.
Mo Xuan excelled in learning, while Mo Qingqing was ruthless and strategic. Had the family chosen either of them, Mo Corporation wouldn’t have come to this. But, as fate would have it, the parents had chosen the worst option.
"Then why did you sell the shares I gave you?" Qin Ni couldn’t help but ask. "Your father’s side is finished, but my side…"
"Mom, how long do you think you can hold on?" Mo Qingqing sighed lightly. "Your marriage to Dad was always a union of convenience. Mo Corporation and Qin Corporation have always been interdependent. If Dad’s side collapses, yours won’t last much longer either."
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Qin Ni snapped, her face red with anger. "My side hasn’t been affected that much!"
"Hasn’t it? I’ve seen your financial reports. Ever since the jewelry fraud incident, your profits have been steadily declining…" Mo Qingqing feigned regret. "I’m just cutting my losses. With money in hand, I can start over. You know what I’m capable of."
Qin Ni clenched her teeth but said nothing. Mo Qingqing wasn’t wrong. After the jewelry fraud scandal, her company’s reputation had taken a hit.
"So, Mom, don’t blame me. I have to secure my own future. You wouldn’t want the Ye Family to look down on me, would you?" Mo Qingqing stood up. "I have other matters to attend to. Mom, you should figure out what to do about Mo Jinpeng. He still holds some of your shares."
After all, Mo Changshan wasn’t dead yet, and even if he were, there was a high chance he would leave his shares to Mo Jinpeng in his will. Mo Qingqing had achieved her goal; it was time to step away.
With the mess Mo Corporation was in now, if she didn’t intervene, Mo Jinpeng would squander everything in no time. As for letting Mo Jinpeng keep his shares in Qin Corporation, she didn’t want her mother to notice her own maneuvers too quickly. Let Qin Ni and her once-favorite son battle it out!
This was the best outcome for Mo Qingqing. As long as she played her cards right with the Ye Family, she was confident she could climb even higher.
In fact, she might even seize the opportunity to take over the Ye Family. After all, Ye Ning was nothing more than a pretty face, all show and no substance.
Before Qin Ni could ask more questions, Mo Qingqing left. As soon as she was gone, Mo Tingting entered the room. Instead of asking what her mother and older sister had discussed, she said mysteriously, "Mom, guess who I just saw?"
"Who?" Qin Ni instinctively looked up and asked.
"Mo Xuan!" Mo Tingting said nervously.
Mo Xuan himself never expected that his estranged grandfather, who had never contacted him before, would suddenly call him using someone else’s phone.
Mo Xuan straightforwardly told him that his grandmother had passed away, shortly after their divorce.
"Come to the hospital…" Grandpa Mo’s voice sounded weak. "There are some things I want to ask you…"
For Mo Xuan, it was indeed time to go and settle things once and for all…
Mo Xuan didn’t visit Qin Ni or Mo Changshan. Instead, he found out Grandpa Mo’s room number and entered, holding the notebook his grandmother had left him.
When he pushed open the door, Grandpa Mo was already awake, sitting on the bed with a caretaker by his side.
Seeing Mo Xuan enter, Grandpa Mo nodded to the caretaker, who understood and left, giving the two of them privacy.
"Did your grandmother… leave any last words for me?"
Hearing this, Mo Xuan suddenly laughed. "Do you think she had anything left to say to you?"
Grandpa Mo fell silent. Mo Xuan placed the notebook on the bedside table and pulled up a chair, sitting at a distance from him.
"You asked me to come here. Surely it’s not to tell me you regret everything," Mo Xuan said, looking at the frail old man before him without a trace of sympathy or pity. "All these years, you’ve been waiting for Grandma to lower her head, to forgive you for a momentary mistake. You think it wasn’t your true intention, so why couldn’t she understand you?"
Pausing for a moment, Mo Xuan asked politely, "Am I correct?"
Grandpa Mo glanced at him, then lowered his head, remaining silent.
After a long while, he finally spoke, his voice hoarse and his eyes red. "She was too stubborn. After so many years of marriage, over such a small matter…"
"What would count as a big matter to you? Murder? Arson?" Mo Xuan’s tone turned cold. "You knew Grandma’s temperament from the start, didn’t you? And do you really think it was just about that one incident?"
Mo Xuan pointed to the notebook. "In the words Grandma left for me, there are some things I think you should know. Do you remember when you two went to watch *Gone with the Wind* together?"
Hearing the title, Grandpa Mo’s pupils dilated in an instant.
Back then, he and Grandma had watched *Gone with the Wind* during their first movie outing together.
It had been so many years, and if Mo Xuan hadn’t brought it up, he would have completely forgotten. But he never expected that Grandma still remembered.
"Scarlett O’Hara once said, ‘After all, tomorrow is another day.’"
"But at the end of the movie, when Rhett Butler walked away heartbroken, I wonder if Scarlett realized how much disappointment he had accumulated before choosing to leave."
"Grandpa, Grandma gave half her life to you. Ask yourself honestly, was it really just about that one thing?"