Xia Weiliang found him particularly familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.
Mo Yin looked at her with a smile, "Don't you remember me?"
Xia Weiliang was still polite, "As long as he's handsome, I'll remember him!"
Knowing she truly didn't remember him, Mo Yin, though slightly disappointed, reminded her, "Dihao? You gave me your autograph?"
Xia Weiliang slapped her forehead, "No wonder he looked so familiar! It's you!"
She smiled and asked, "So you're the young master of the Han family? What were you doing at Dihao before? Working part-time?"
Mo Yin's gaze towards her remained gentle, a faint smile playing on his lips.
He shook his head, "I was working at Dihao to make a living. The pay was high, and I had a lot of free time during the day, which was perfect for attending tutoring classes."
How inspiring!
Xia Weiliang felt too embarrassed to ask further.
Mo Yin didn't hide anything from her, speaking on his own, "I am the illegitimate son of the Han family and not recognized by the main branch. It was my father's insistence that brought me back. Even now, I am a thorn in many people's sides."
"..."
Xia Weiliang was shocked!
What an extraordinary and refined mindset it must be! To say the words "illegitimate son" so calmly. She didn't know about others, but wealthy families especially avoided this matter; even if they had it, they'd want to whitewash it. Who would introduce themselves as an illegitimate son right off the bat?
From this, she concluded that this young man had extraordinary potential and was destined for great things!
"Well done! I admire you!" Xia Weiliang patted his shoulder encouragingly, "No one has an empire to inherit. Whether you're an illegitimate son or not doesn't matter! Actually, you're still quite alright! At least your parents are identifiable. Look at me, so far, I'm still 'wild'! Have I given up? Have I exiled myself? Haven't I cherished myself immensely!"
As she spoke, shaking her head, Mo Yin didn't even blink.
"The world is too foolish; they always want to know how they came to be, but they should really study how they cease to be! One is a constant you can't control, the other is a variable you can always manage. Why waste time reminiscing?"
She suddenly turned around, and to her surprise, the man was right behind her. Without paying attention, her head bumped into his chest.
Ouch!
So hard!
Is this young man malnourished!
Xia Weiliang rubbed her forehead and then patted his chest, "You need to train!"
Mo Yin's face inexplicably turned red. He lowered his head, afraid to look at her. It felt like looking at her for another moment would be a desecration.
"Do you like strong men?"
Like Xiao Yi?
"Not really." Xia Weiliang hadn't seriously considered this question.
Perhaps it was because the men who appeared around her were all perfectly built, giving her no reason to think about it.
"If you like it, I'll train to be very strong!"
Mo Yin's eyes were full of hope, gazing at her intently.
Xia Weiliang saw the adoration of a fan in him. Earlier, Director Xiao Du had also said he was her fan. Out of responsibility towards her fans, she spoke seriously, "There's nothing wrong with training to be strong; it's good for your health! But if you don't like it, don't force yourself. You must remember, we live in this world not to please anyone."
Mo Yin simply gazed at her like that, his eyes even reddening.
"I'm sorry, I lost my composure."
He turned his face away as a cover, and whispered, "No one has ever said that to me before."
Seeing him like that, Xia Weiliang felt a pang of sympathy.
She could imagine the life of an illegitimate child; her previous environment must not have been very good, otherwise, he wouldn't have been working at Dihao.
"Alright, alright! As I said, people should look forward! You didn't know me before, but now I've got your back, I guarantee you'll take fewer detours!"
"Okay!"
Mo Yin was very happy, clearly showing his deep affection for Xia Weiliang.
Upstairs, Han Hongsui listened silently to her words.
Beside him, Old Jia whispered, "This female celebrity has a good reputation. She participated in a variety show before and almost lost her life saving a little girl. Now, she has brought that child back and adopted her, raising her well. It doesn't seem like she's just putting on a show."
Han Hongsui lowered his gaze and suddenly asked, "Old Jia, since bringing Mo Yin back, how long has it been since he smiled like this?"
"Uh..." Old Jia quickly comforted him, "Master, don't overthink it. Young master needs a period of adjustment. After all, life in the Han family is a drastic change compared to his previous one, and with the eldest young master on the other side..."
Old Jia didn't say more.
Han Hongsui frowned tightly; even without Old Jia saying it, he knew.
Despite that, he had to pretend nothing had happened. Life in a wealthy family isn't just melodramatic like in TV shows. Mo Yin's first task is to learn to survive; if he can't even handle his older brother, how can he accept the Han family in the future?
He wanted to take a look at the woman in the living room, laughing carefree, without any of the shrewdness of a female celebrity.
In the end, he felt a sense of disdain.
Looking at Mo Yin again, his gaze softened considerably.
If it was his son who liked her, what was wrong with her being a little silly?
"Old Jia, please invite Miss Xia to be seated."
"Yes."
Xia Weiliang was chatting away when she saw Old Jia approaching, "Miss Xia, please follow me."
"Oh, okay."
Because Mo Yin was her fan, Xia Weiliang felt less reserved here, and her words became noticeably more frequent, "Oh, right, young master Han..."
"Call me Mo Yin."
Mo Yin lowered his eyes, his voice very soft, "This is the name my mother gave me, and I like it very much."
"Oh, really! Nice, nice, it's quite catchy!"
Xia Weiliang readily agreed, "Little Yin, we're all friends now. If you need any help in the future, feel free to find me!"
Your sister Liang's only advantage is her loyalty and generosity! She especially can't stand seeing the weak being bullied!
"Can I? Can I call you?"
Even though he was now the young master of the Han family, he was still cautious in front of Xia Weiliang.
Xia Weiliang frowned, stepping forward and putting her arm around his shoulder, "I say, Little Yin! You need to be more confident! Otherwise, how will you get by in a wealthy family?"
Old Jia, walking ahead, was almost amused by this girl. He turned back and said, "With us here, young master won't be bullied."
"That's not necessarily true!" Out of responsibility towards her fan, Xia Weiliang said seriously, "You can't monitor him 24 hours a day. What if someone trips him up?"
"Uh..."
"So, Little Yin, the key is still to become strong yourself!"
Mo Yin smiled, "Okay, I'll listen to you."