Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

"Don't overthink it. Everyone made this decision for your safety." Su Fan tried his best to comfort Li Mo, afraid that he might do something rash.

Li Mo's destructive power is too great. If things go wrong, he might kill another direct descendant of the family. Without anyone else lifting a finger, Su Fan would want to take care of him himself.

"I know, I just feel incredibly useless."

I realized my helplessness as soon as I left campus. Campus life was so much better, simple and straightforward.

"Your task now is to do research. Just focus on doing your job well and don't worry about anything else. There are so many people in the world, we have to leave some things for others to do."

Hearing this, Li Mo had no choice but to pull himself together. He hung up the communicator, tidied up the lab quickly, said goodbye to the others, and got into his car to go home.

When I got home, Li's mother and Brother Fang were chatting in the small garden. Brother Fang was very talkative, and Li's mother's laughter could be heard from the garden from time to time.

Li Mo stared at the two of them, his expression somewhat dazed. His mother had never smiled like that in front of him; it was only when Brother Fang and the others sat together that they seemed more like a mother and son.

As if sensing something, Li's mother glanced in their direction. Then, she nonchalantly looked away, continuing her conversation and laughter with Fang Lei as if she had never noticed Li Mo.

"Little Fang, I felt an instant connection with you the moment I saw you. If you don't mind, call me Aunt Li. From now on, treat this place as your home."

Wang Lei was slightly taken aback, but his face immediately lit up with joy. He excitedly stood up from his chair and took Li's mother's hand.

“That’s wonderful, Auntie. I’ve felt a sense of familiarity with you ever since I first met you.”

What's wrong with this old woman? Why does she suddenly want to take me as her godson?

As Wang Lei spoke, he subtly looked up and exchanged a glance with Wang Gang, who was standing next to him.

Wang Gang glanced at the gate behind Wang Lei, indicating that someone had returned.

Wang Lei immediately understood; the person returning must be Li Mo. The conflict between this mother and son was quite significant; wasn't she afraid of offending his own son and ruining their relationship?

Yesterday she was very respectful, standing next to her son, not daring to utter a single word of rebuttal. Today she's completely disdainful, even turning into an enemy.

This made Wang Lei suddenly realize that the scene on the day he picked up the person was almost identical to the present.

Upon hearing that they were sent by Li Mo, Ms. Li's attitude immediately underwent a complete 360-degree change, her expression filled with utter disdain. The way she shoved Wang Lei away was swift, decisive, and without hesitation—a move Wang Lei still vividly remembers.

“Good son, why are you calling me Auntie? You should change your address to Mother Li.” As Ms. Li said this, she deliberately raised her voice and kept glancing at Li Mo out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing Li Mo enter the villa with a blank expression, Li's mother was so angry that she almost smashed the cup in her hand on the ground.

It's happening again! You don't care, do you?

That cold-blooded monster!

Does he even consider me his own mother? He came back and wouldn't even say hello.

Li Mo wasn't indifferent at all. Hearing his mother's words, even though he always pretended not to care, he felt a little hurt.

It's always like this; carelessly, you end up bleeding profusely.

Li Mo clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh before quickly walking away, lest he lose control and question the situation in anger or burst into tears.

Being treated like an enemy by his own parents was tragic enough; he didn't want to lose even his last shred of dignity.

"Aunt Li, what are you looking at? Is there someone behind me?" Wang Lei asked with an excited smile, naturally recognizing his mother.

Mrs. Li stared sharply at Li Mo's retreating figure until she saw him leave without looking back. The smile on Mrs. Li's face vanished instantly. "You should still call me Auntie for now! I haven't greeted Old Li yet. You can change your address after I do."

Wang Lei's lips twitched. This old woman was clearly using him as a tool. If she cared so much about her son, she should go find her own son! Was it fun to toy with him here?

Wang Lei pondered for a couple of seconds, sensing there was definitely more to this than met the eye. But what did it have to do with him? He was here to take over this home, not to resolve family disputes.

Wang Lei quickly put this unrealistic idea behind him and focused on his acting career.

Li Mo happily ran home for vacation, but poor Qin Baobao was in trouble. She had just received the news and finally rushed to the research institute, only to find it empty.

Qin Baobao was so angry she was almost depressed. Couldn't Qi Yunzi just stay put? Why did he have to run around everywhere?

Qin Baobao returned home and found the original owner's father.

Mr. Huang Qingshu was in a video conference when he saw her come in and gestured for her to wait beside him.

Half an hour later, after Mr. Huang finished his meeting, Qin Baobao immediately stood up from her chair and, pretending to be calm, asked her father to help her look up someone.

If Qin Baobao weren't so incompetent, she wouldn't have had to ask others for help. Ugh, what a headache.

Mr. Huang tapped the table, looking at her calmly.

"Who are you looking for?"

When Qin Baobao went to the research institute, she knew she couldn't hide it anymore, so she simply laid it all out on the table.

"It's the person you're thinking of. I want to ask him why he did this?" Qin Baobao pretended to be excited, changed her words, and didn't use the name the original owner often used.

Thinking of her mushy brother Wang, Qin Baobao shuddered. Luckily, that person died young; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"So you really have regained your memories. Is that brat from the Wang family really that important? Is he worth dying for?"

"It's none of your business. Just give me that person's address." Qin Baobao mimicked the original owner's tone, pretending to take a deep breath to suppress her excitement.

Pretending to be someone else is too difficult, and the system is unreliable, unable to help at all. Qin Baobao really wants to quit.

"I can't give you his address; that person is extremely dangerous. I'll give you his contact number; you can say whatever you want to him over the phone."

Mr. Huang tapped the table, adding expressionlessly, "Since you've lost your memory, play your role well and don't give your mother any clues. This family has finally been restored to normal, and I don't want anyone to destroy it."

The way Mr. Huang looked at Qin Baobao was nothing like a father looking at his daughter. It was more like how he would treat a subordinate, or a worker, without a trace of emotion.

Qin Baobao's expression was somewhat complicated. If she hadn't seen how Huang's father behaved in front of Huang's mother, Qin Baobao would have thought he was a robot.

Qin Baobao didn't want to argue with him, so she agreed directly, took the contact number, and left the office.