After parting ways with Mo Xicheng, Li Shu strolled quietly alone down the street.
About a 100 meters down, a van was parked on the side, waiting for her.
As she walked towards the vehicle, a middle-aged man came out. He held open the car door for her. "Li Shu, you must be freezing?"
This man was Mo Zhi and Mo Xicheng's father, Mr. Mo.
Mr. Mo looked as though he was trying hard to please Li Shu, but she held a cold expression and merely nodded at him cordially as she got in the car.
He smiled bitterly without the slightest trace of anger and got into the front passenger seat.
Mo Zhi was in the backseat and hung his head meekly in Li Shu's presence, trying to look pitiful. He was completely bereft of the arrogance that he usually displayed to the outside world.
He looked at Li Shu and asked, "Mom, what did he say?"
Without lifting her eyes, Li Shu replied, "He will not compete with you."
