Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

Auntie Fang was not an ordinary concubine for she had given birth to Mo Huawen’s only son. She was naturally well-regarded and was noted down in the family register. However, after what happened, she could not remain on the Mo family register. Mo Huawen officially threw Auntie Fang out from the Mo Manor in front of the elders.

Mo Yufeng was the last to find out. He had been having fun at the brothel while the incident happened. A servant had passed on the message to him but it was all too late by the time he came back. Auntie Fang had already been sent away.

After hearing what happened, Mo Yufeng went to Qingwei Garden.

He kicked the maid who answered the door and rushed into Mo Xuetong’s room.

“Young Master, Miss is resting and is not taking guests.” Mo Yu came out from the room and hurriedly tried to stop him.

“How dare a lowly maid try to stop me.” Mo Yufeng slapped Mo Yu and she fell onto the ground, bleeding from the corner of her lips.

“Elder Brother, what do you mean by this? Did you come to teach my maids a lesson?” Mo Xuetong stood at the entrance. Her eyes were cold as she looked at Mo Yufeng. Her eyes were deep and sharp and completely unlike her gentle and weak self.

“You unfilial slut. How dare you treat my mother like this. She is considered your elder, and you, you dared to...” Mo Yufeng roared and rushed up to the threshold but was stopped by Mo Yue. Mo Yufeng wanted to barge in but was pushed aside by Mo Ye gently each time. He was so angry he could only yell at Mo Xuetong from where he was standing.

“You are here to scold me. If so, you’d better leave. You are not welcome here.” Mo Xuetong looked at the furious Mo Yufeng coldly. She felt sad for her father. The boy did not look like the son of a noble family but like a ruffian.

She was not in the mood to interact with someone like this. As such, she turned and entered the room.

“Mo Xuetong, do you dare to say that you have not framed my mother? You dare to say...” Mo Yufeng felt even more furious when he saw Mo Xuetong avoiding him. He pointed his fingers at her back and yelled at her.

“Mo Ye, throw him out.” Mo Xuetong paused and suddenly turned around, speaking coldly at Mo Yufeng.

Mo Ye cracked her fingers when she heard that. She walked down the steps with a sinister smile.

“You dare to hit me? You dare to send someone to hit me? What has the world come to? I am your elder brother!” Mo Yufeng said angrily. He was shocked by her expression.

“Elder brother? I don’t really dare to have an elder brother like you. Can the son of a concubine really be the elder brother of a legitimate daughter? I heard you say something happened to your mother. It’s a pity, your mother hurt mine. We are destined to be enemies. Furthermore, after what happened, do you still think you will inherit the family’s properties and businesses? You are the son of an evil concubine. Will my father not do anything about it?” Mo Xuetong stood at the threshold and looked at Mo Yufeng coldly.

Her eyes shone deeply like sharp needles. She looked at Mo Yufeng, and the coldness from her eyes made him afraid of looking straight at her. Mo Yufeng turned away uneasily, avoiding the angry fire and frigid ice in her eyes.

The powerful hatred and anger made Mo Xuetong feel like breaking Mo Yufeng’s neck.

In her past life, Auntie Fang had no fear because of his existence. It was also because of him that Mo Xuemin wanted to kill her. If not for the fact that her father only had him as his son, would she have ended up in that miserable state? Auntie Fang had admitted to killing her mother today but her father had only sent her back to the Yu family.

It was all because Auntie Fang had given birth to the Mo family’s only son.

Mo Xuetong hated her. How could she not!

“Bullshit. Auntie isn’t someone like that!” Mo Yufeng could not help but back down against Mo Xuetong’s shocking presence. He argued against Mo Xuetong but also secretly changed the way he addressed Auntie Fang.

“Father is only in his 30s. It would not be a problem for him to marry again and have a legitimate son. You are the son of an evil woman like Auntie Fang. Do you think Father will still trust you like he did, and do you still think you will inherit everything in this home? Do you think everything in this family belongs to you!” Mo Xuetong said coldly. Her every word stabbed right at Mo Yufeng’s heart.

Mo Xuemin had escaped again and again. Auntie Fang being returned to the Mo Manor had also made her heart sink. She wanted to vent the anger she felt. She could not hold back any longer as she lashed out angrily at Mo Yufeng.

Since the brother and sister pair had never treated her as their family, then she would not let them have their way any longer.

The painful experience of her past had made her understand that there are some people who will always step on others. If you are weak, then you will be stepped on. In this life, she wanted to be the sly and fierce fos. She would no longer be a helpless lamb anymore.

“No, that’s impossible. Everything in Mo Manor belongs to me. Auntie said so. She said that everything that belongs to Father belongs to me. They are all mine.” Mo Yufeng was aggravated by Mo Xuetong. He glared at Mo Xuetong viciously with blood-red eyes. He continued, “So what if Father marries again in the future? I will make sure that she cannot have any sons. Then, I will be the only son in this manor. Everything here will belong to me when I take charge of the family.”

Mo Yufeng gritted his teeth angrily when he thought of how his mother had been thrown out alone while his father was going to marry another woman. Auntie Fang had always taught him since he was a child, that everything in the Mo Manor belonged to him. In his mind, everything was his. Now that he heard that it was possible for a legitimate son to appear, he felt a terrible pain and bitterness. It was as if someone were taking everything that belonged to him.

“Mo Xuetong, when I take charge of the family, you will answer to me. I will send you to the temple and you will forever be an unmarried old woman. I will make sure you die from unknown causes, just like your mother.”

Mo Huawen heard Mo Yufeng’s declaration when he entered. He also saw how he waved his fists angrily at Mo Xuetong. Mo Huawen could not control his anger any longer. He slapped Mo Yufeng forcefully and yelled angrily. “You unfilial son!”

He already felt too embarrassed to face Tong’er. How dare the son of that slut come to threaten her.

Mo Huawen saw how Mo Xuetong’s eyes were filled with sadness and strength, and how she bit her lips. Her face was pale and yet she stood there, her fists clenched. His heart hurt badly for her. He had still failed Tong’er.

He looked at his son who had been shocked by his appearance. Mo Yufeng was covering his face with his hand. Disappointment filled Mo Huawen’s eyes.

A concubine’s son was still indeed a concubine’s son. He was not educated at all. What kind of rumors would spread should others see this?

Perhaps he really should remarry quickly. He must not let Tong’er be alone and helpless in the family. For the first time every, Mo Huawen wanted to quickly marry Xu Yan. That woman seemed to get along well with Tong’er. Furthermore, they were relatives and she used to stay at the Fu General Manor. She would treat Tong’er well and help her to get over her emotional troubles.

“Father!” Mo Yufeng looked at Mo Huawen, who had appeared suddenly, in shock. He saw the anger in Mo Huawen’s eyes and felt a chill run down his spine. He shivered and sobered up. He knelt down forcefully and said, “Father, Father. It is my fault. I should not have come to make trouble for Third Sister. I drank too much earlier, so I had spoken nonsense. Please forgive me, Father.”

Mo Yufeng was not so rash usually. He was so frightened he shook. Auntie Fang had just caused such a big scandal and now her son was threatening his younger sister. His father had always doted on the little slut, so he would definitely be even angrier.

“I do not dare to be your father. Aren’t you not going to let me have any legitimate sons? Didn’t you say that everything in this manor belongs to you? Aren’t you going to send your sister to the temple and have her die from unknown causes!” Mo Huawen asked coldly. His voice turned even more frigid with every statement.

“Father, Father. It was a careless mistake. It’s not true. I was flustered when I suddenly heard what happened to Auntie Fang, which was why I behaved so out of character.” Mo Yufeng pleaded as he kowtowed frantically.

“Men, take Young Master away. Have him study in his own courtyard. If he goes out and makes trouble again, break his legs.” Mo Huawen said coldly with a frown on his face.

Servants came up and dragged the crying and screaming Mo Yufeng away.

Mo Xuetong watched Mo Yufeng being dragged away and then looked at her father coldly from the tall steps she was on. Her eyes were distant and cold and devoid of their usual softness and gentleness. Even though she wanted to understand her father, she truly could not. Her mother had been killed by Auntie Fang. Her father knew that, but he had not handled the matter well.

Her mother’s hatred, anger, heart pain... Was she receiving such treatment only because she did not have a son!

Sons. Sons were really important to men!

“Tong’er...” Mo Huawen looked at Mo Xuetong who was standing under the eaves. She looked so fragile but determined. That pain, the pinched lips on her pale face, the sadness in her eyes that could not be hidden. She was like a small injured animal as she looked at others warily. She hid behind a mask of strength, clothing herself with coldness and sharpness.

... Mo Xuetong slowly said, “Father, please go back. I am tired.” Her voice was a little hoarse and tired. Mo Xuetong felt exhausted. Her hands were clenched tightly and the sharp pain in her palms slowly brought her back to consciousness.

She was truly tired. She did not know what she said to Mo Huawen. She only felt that her life was completely devoid of any trace of light.

So what if she had found her mother’s killer? Her mother could not come back to life and her father had not sought revenge for her mother. Then what was the point of finding the real killer?

Mo Huawen’s heart throbbed as he looked at his daughter’s fragile face. He felt pathetic as he tried to smile. He said gently, “Then go to bed early since you are tired. Don’t fall ill.”

Mo Xuetong did not say anything. She turned around with the help of her maids. She looked like Luo Xia, for she was strong in her fragility. That woman had borne everything with those gentle and weak shoulders of hers. For him, for her child. She had left silently just to ensure their safety. But for the first time, Mo Huawen doubted her decision.

Why had she been so stubborn then? Why did she not discuss things with him before making a decision? Why did she not wait for him to talk? Did she not trust him despite all those years of being husband and wife? He would do anything she asked. She was the one who had strongly requested that he take a few concubines.

She wanted him to have sons and daughters, so he had a few with his concubines.

She wanted her child to be in an inconspicuous position. He had done that too. Mo Xuetong was the third child. Not in front nor behind. She had older and younger siblings.

He listed to her in everything and would do anything for her. However, she still left him and their daughter behind. Was that right! Why did she not wait, wait for him to find another way out before making a decision? Even if they had to leave their home and go to the countryside, it would still be much better than their current situation.

His heart hurt so much that he could not breathe. He looked at the dejected expression on his daughter’s face. Mo Huawen propped himself up on a tree and looked up, hiding the pain he felt in his heart...

There were things that could not be said upfront! Could his Tong’er really understand him?