You're the one who wants to marry a mistress, and I'm marrying someone else, yet you still

The day after the adoption, Shen Mo moved into Shen Cong'an's courtyard.

Because Shen Cong'an remained unconscious, to ensure his comfort, he stayed in his previous courtyard, which had the best lighting and orientation in the entire mansion.

Although it was said that he was moving into Songyuan, most of Shen Mo's luggage was recently purchased by Xie Wanru, along with the bedding he had used in Meiyuan after his injury.

"Mo'er, you must take good care of yourself from now on, and occasionally take care of your father, Shen Cong'an, understand?"

Xie Wanru led Shen Mo into the Pine Garden.

"Mo'er knows, Mo'er will be obedient."

The courtyard has four or five rooms. Shen Mo requested to stay in the westernmost room because he wanted to be closer to the entrance for easy access and to avoid disturbing the comatose Shen Congjing.

Despite her young age, she is thoughtful and always considers the feelings of those around her.

As soon as Xie Wanru entered the courtyard, she saw two servants standing at the door of the room in the middle, and the door was closed.

If it weren't for her memories of her past life, Xie Wanru wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with this. But from Shen Nian'an's actions, Xie Wanru could tell at a glance that these two servants weren't taking care of Shen Nian'an, but rather trying to keep unauthorized people away.

Xie Wanru led Shen Mo closer, but as expected, they were stopped by a servant.

"Second Madam, please wait. The master is unconscious and may offend you. It would be best if you did not go in."

The servant stopped Xie Wanru. They were all Shen Nian'an's people, and no one was allowed to get close to Shen Cong'an without Shen Nian'an's permission.

“I know that it is inconvenient for the old man to receive guests now, but Mo’er is now his son. Can’t a son see his father? I can stay inside and let Mo’er go in and pay his respects to his father.”

Xie Wanru didn't want anyone to know she had gone in; with her skills, she could easily slip in unnoticed.

However, she had to make sure that the person inside was truly asleep, lest she climb in through the window and be mistaken for an assassin, which would be a huge loss.

After exchanging glances, the two servants decided that one of them would take Shen Mo inside while the other would stay outside to keep watch.

"Mo'er, go on."

Xie Wanru released Shen Mo and let him follow the servant inside.

Shen Mo followed the servant in with some trepidation.

Xie Wanru sat down on a stone bench in the courtyard and looked around. It was larger than Plum Garden, but it was somewhat old-fashioned, unlike Plum Garden, which was planted with many flowers and plants.

Shen Mo followed the servant into the room. He had to kneel and bow before he could get a chance to see Shen Cong'an clearly.

The person on the bed appeared to be asleep. He looked somewhat similar to the second master of the mansion, but possessed a more refined and scholarly air.

Shen Mo himself was just a child and didn't have many thoughts. He simply said, "Father, please rest well. From today onwards, your son Shen Mo is included in the family genealogy. From now on, I am your son, and I will come to see you often."

After saying this, he bowed again and was then impatiently led out by the servant.

Xie Wanru waited outside, knowing how impatient the servant was. Even the way he looked at her was disdainful. It was clear that the people of the Shen family had always treated her this way. She had never realized it before, when she had always been polite to them.

"From now on, pay your respects to your father twice a day. Do not neglect him. Do you understand, Mo'er?"

Xie Wanru spoke to Mo'er, but she was actually saying it to the servant.

"Ah."

Shen Mo nodded, but still looked at the gatekeeper with some worry. Would they let him in?

Xie Wanru stood up straight and looked at the two servants.

“I set this rule, and you had better send someone to inform your master later.”

After Xie Wanru finished speaking, the two people were clearly surprised.

In their view, the affairs of the mansion were all decided by the old lady and the second master, and the second lady rarely said a word.

But if a son can't even visit his father at his bedside to fulfill his filial duty, then what ethical principles does the Shen family still have? Logically speaking, it certainly doesn't make sense. When the servant told Shen Nian'an, Shen Nian'an didn't stop him. If it were kept too secret, it would arouse suspicion.

Xie Wanru was fairly certain that Shen Cong'an was indeed unconscious. She was skilled in martial arts, but not in healing, so she had to think of another way.

Dongzhu and her men tidied up the house. Shen Mo's hands needed medicine, so Xie Wanru temporarily transferred someone from her courtyard to help out. The human trafficker wouldn't bring anyone over until tomorrow.

After this incident, the Shen residence seemed to have quieted down again.

The next morning, Shen Mo came to Plum Garden to pay his respects to Xie Wanru as usual, but today was different because Shen Yanzhi also came.

"Hey, cripple, you're here too."

Shen Yanzhi was dressed in brand-new clothes today, looking every bit the wealthy young master.

You should call me elder brother!

Although Shen Mo was thin, he stood upright, displaying a certain dignified bearing.

"Haha, you really think you're your uncle's son? Haha!"

Shen Yanzhi walked over laughing. He approached Shen Mo and whispered in Shen Mo's ear.

"Useless trash, haven't you realized your status here? Even if I kill you, no one will avenge you, no one will care about you, so you're just trash. You're such a piece of trash, do you even deserve for me to call you brother? Heh, dream on."

As Shen Yanzhi spoke, he pinched Shen Mo's arm through his clothes. Just as he was about to exert force, his arm was grabbed by a large hand.

"Young Master Shen, why aren't you standing still? What are you doing?"

A cheerful male voice rang out, and he gently lifted Shen Yanzhi up and tossed her three steps away.

Shen Mo looked up and saw a handsome young man of about fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed in a deep black robe, looking mysterious and powerful.

"Who are you? How dare you know I'm the young master of the Shen family and not even bow? You dare hit me? I'll tell my grandmother and father, and you'll regret it."

Shen Yanzhi's hands ached. He had only been lifted up by this person, yet the places that had been touched were throbbing with pain.

"So fond of tattling? Useless!"

Xu Jing scoffed dismissively, then looked down at Shen Mo, who remained silent.

"You're Shen Mo?"

Shen Mo was a little confused. He didn't know who this person was, but he didn't feel like a bad person.

"Indeed, may I ask how Mo'er should address you?"

Although Shen Mo didn't know how to address him, he still bowed. His father had once said that one should always bow when meeting elders.

"My name is Xu Jing. My senior sister asked me to come down the mountain to protect you. You can call me Junior Uncle from now on, it'll make us feel closer."

As usual, Xu Jing patted Shen Mo's head.

The main thing is that the child looks small and thin, which is really heartbreaking, and he is also sensible and polite.

Shen Yanzhi turned around, wanting to complain that his mother, Xie Wanru, was biased. Even though he was the father's son, she had found a bodyguard for Shen Mo, while she herself had nothing.