Mo Yixuan lowered his eyes and his eyes lacked the energy he showed in the past. Then, he shook his head.
There was no spark of the passion that he usually felt toward his work.
His family had fallen apart, his mother was already half-paralyzed while his son wasn't even his biological son. So why would he have any passion to work and to earn money?
What did it matter even if he earned a lot of money? His current fortune was enough for him to spend over a few generations. Would money convince his ex-wife return to him? Would money be able to turn his non-biological son into his own biological son?
Money wouldn't be able to change anything. In fact, money only attracted scheming women like Xia Yuwei to his side and lead him to take a bastard as his own.
If he didn't have any money, perhaps life might be better. Then, both Yan Yan and himself would be normal working adults and Xia Yuwei would have never have been attracted to him.
