Can Disgust You

"Ha, Mo Xuan, who do you think you are?"

Cheng Jiahao approached with a cold sneer. His once chubby face that used to always wear a happy smile now showed cunning and deceit. Mo Xuan felt no regret in his heart - people choose their own paths, and if this was who he wanted to become, who had the right to interfere?

"Better hurry up and curry favor with that rich woman of yours!" Cheng Jiahao looked at Mo Xuan's car with disdain. "And here I thought you were so noble. Back when you were with Su Yanran, you refused to let her spend her family's money, but look at you now - you've compromised after all, haven't you?"

"No need to be jealous. After all, standing next to a pig like you, even rich women probably can't tell which is the human and which is the pig," Mo Xuan shrugged. "I used to think you were human, but now I see I was giving you too much credit."

Cheng Jiahao trembled with rage, but he knew he couldn't win in a fight against Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan smiled at Mo Jinpeng, took a few steps, then turned back and said, "Oh right, Mo Jinpeng, remember what I said earlier - your cooperation deal won't work out."

Mo Jinpeng dismissed this. Now that Mo Xuan had given up his claim to the Mo Family, his only rival had disappeared.

In truth, even though Mo Jinpeng had been raised by his parents with endless love and attention, he had always felt threatened by Mo Xuan. He couldn't match Mo Xuan in looks, physical ability, or academics - he was completely outclassed.

When Mo Xuan returned home at age 15, Mo Jinpeng had barely managed to get into an ordinary first-tier university. With the Mo Family's wealth, studying abroad would have been possible, but he was too afraid of Mo Xuan to leave the country!

Because even then, Mo Xuan had already shown talent far beyond his own.

So he kept trying to target his brother. Mo Xuan had gotten into multiple fights at school with students Mo Jinpeng had paid off. He knew these people couldn't actually hurt Mo Xuan - the goal was simply to get him expelled.

But it was always the people he hired who got disciplined. Mo Xuan never even had to write a single self-criticism, let alone face serious consequences!

After Mo Xuan got early admission to university, Mo Jinpeng tried having someone leak online that this early admission student was involved in fights, but before the leaker could act, they were suddenly arrested and almost implicated Mo Jinpeng himself, scaring him out of trying that approach again.

As for Mo Xuan's wild night with Luo Shiya and her sister, the truth was that Mo Xuan had been drunk that night. Mo Jinpeng had hired a bar hostess to ruin his reputation, but Mo Xuan had disappeared!

That's why he had Cheng Jiahao betray Mo Xuan and managed to steal Su Yanran away. The family already favored him more, so as long as he destroyed Mo Xuan's love life and friendships, Mo Xuan would truly be powerless this time!

He would always have the upper hand over Mo Xuan - he was the Mo Family's only heir!

So when he saw that the person he was meeting to discuss cooperation was Mo Xuan, wearing a Capital University Research Group ID around his neck, his expression looked like he'd eaten something terrible.

"You're still so arrogant."

Mo Xuan sighed. Was this fool really the heir that Mo Changshan and Grandpa Mo had such high hopes for? A simple check of the university website would have shown his name in the research group.

But it made sense - years of the Mo Family indulging Mo Jinpeng's every whim meant that even if he had ability, his character flaw of looking down on everything meant he could never sustain a family enterprise.

"I won't negotiate with you. Call your supervisor or professor!"

Mo Jinpeng clenched his fists, glaring at Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan remained unfazed, simply smiling as he said, "Many people have been seeking out our group's supervisor and professors lately, all because of the bidding for the smart robotic arm project we're doing with Rong Xing Group. Young Master Mo, as a former member of the Mo Family, let me give you some advice - there's a detailed list of research personnel on Baidu Encyclopedia. My supervisor and a university professor are the lead researchers, and on the list of participating researchers, I'm number one."

After a pause, Mo Xuan smiled and said, "So, would you like to tell me now whether we should continue our discussion?"

Rong Xing Group was a top research and development corporation in China, publicly listed in America, with their smart mechanical products having strong market presence both domestically and internationally.

This robotic arm collaboration between Rong Xing and Capital University had already started accepting bids, and lately many people had been trying to gain an advantage through their team.

"Then what's the point of even talking!" Mo Jinpeng roared in anger. "It'll be good enough if you don't stab me in the back, let alone help me!"

"Now that you understand, shouldn't you just leave?" Mo Xuan remained completely composed. "But let me warn you - it doesn't matter who comes to us, we can't do anything. Yes, we wrote the program, but the technology belongs to Rong Xing. We only handle our assigned responsibilities. As for the bidding, I can tell you in advance - the Mo Family has no chance."

Before Mo Jinpeng could speak, Mo Xuan continued, "Luo Corporation is preparing to bid - do you think you can compete with them?"

Hearing this, Mo Jinpeng was left speechless. The Mo Family's chances were already slim, and with Luo Corporation entering the picture, it was practically decided.

"So please leave," Mo Xuan pointed to the door. "I told you, but you wouldn't believe me and insisted on embarrassing yourself."

Mo Jinpeng suddenly laughed and pointed at Mo Xuan: "What does it have to do with you? You're just a team member..."

"It doesn't matter what I am, as long as it annoys you," Mo Xuan interrupted with a smile. "Please leave, Young Master Mo."

After leaving Capital University, the three of them got in their car and left. Mo Jinpeng hadn't had high hopes anyway - he'd only come because Mo Changshan asked him to try, and he'd brought Cheng Jiahao just to try to irritate Mo Xuan.

Instead, Mo Xuan had been the one to irritate him!

"Brother Peng, is there really no way?" Cheng Jiahao asked carefully. "He holds ten percent of the shares, in the future..."

"Hmph, that old woman looks down on me and won't let go of those shares!" Mo Jinpeng gritted his teeth at the thought. "I must get those shares, but I won't give him a single cent. Everything in the Mo Family belongs to me!"

Their car had just pulled into the underground parking garage of the Mo Corporation building when several black SUVs suddenly surrounded them.

More than twenty black-suited bodyguards stepped out, and before Mo Jinpeng's group could react, two of them had drawn daggers.

"What... what are you doing?"

Mo Jinpeng instinctively stepped backward, while Cheng Jiahao collapsed to the ground in fear. The female secretary stood trembling, her face pale.

"Young Master Mo, no need to be afraid," Uncle Zheng walked over slowly with his hands behind his back, wearing a friendly smile. "Who we are isn't important. Our employer asked me to pass on a message: if you don't want anything to happen to Li Yuzhen, convince your father to go to the nursing home personally and buy the shares from the old madam at the asking price."

Uncle Zheng took out a photo, which one of the bodyguards took and handed to Mo Jinpeng. Upon seeing its contents, Mo Jinpeng felt as if he'd been doused with cold water.

"Tell me, what do you think Mo Changshan would do if he found out about what you and Li Yuzhen have been up to?" Uncle Zheng adjusted his clean white gloves. "With his ruthless nature, he probably wouldn't rest until he'd torn you both to pieces, right?"

"I... I... I agree..."

Mo Jinpeng hurriedly pocketed the photo. Cheng Jiahao hadn't seen it, but seeing Mo Jinpeng's expression made him curious.

"Very well, I'll take my leave then."

Uncle Zheng waved his hand, and the bodyguards turned and left with him. Only after the cars had driven away did Mo Jinpeng collapse to his knees, his eyes vacant.

"Brother Peng, you..."

Before Cheng Jiahao could finish, Mo Jinpeng grabbed his collar and snarled, "Don't tell anyone about what happened today, or you know what will happen!"

Cheng Jiahao quickly agreed, but as Mo Jinpeng turned to leave with the secretary, he glared fiercely and muttered under his breath, "Just you wait, Mo Jinpeng. I'll kill you someday!"

Mo Jinpeng's biggest mistake was not understanding that someone who could betray Mo Xuan despite owing him his life would certainly have no loyalty to anyone else.

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