DSF Chapter 101

In early March, as the weather gradually warmed up, the once-blooming magnolia flowers in the neighborhood had passed their peak.

These days of continuous drizzle had nourished the soil and grass. When you opened the window in the morning, you could breathe in a rich scent of dew mixed with the greenery.

This month was the most comfortable, and also a rare opportunity for people to feel the urge to go out for a stroll.

The overcast sky was particularly friendly to esports players with light-sensitive eyes, and Yan Yibing finally didn’t have to wear sunglasses or squint when going out.

Originally, he, an extremely unhealthy person, couldn’t be bothered to go out for a walk in any weather.

But ever since he got together with Han Mo, he had been subtly influenced and had become slightly more fond of nature.

Sometimes, Han Mo would go to the Bund to look at the river view. Yan Yibing initially didn’t feel like going, but after being dragged a few times, he found himself enjoying the rare spaciousness and leisure in the big city.

On this day, the two of them, taking a rare break from their intensive training, lazily sat in a nearby cafe near the Bund, having afternoon tea.

Han Mo, in a very casual tone, as if discussing whether it would rain tomorrow and if it would be easy to catch a cab in the rain, brought up the topic of Han Tang.

Han Mo got a piece of inside information from Ding Jun.

Han Tang and Zuo Yunshi were getting a divorce, a genuine one. From a search on Tianyan, it could be seen that Zuo Yunshi’s name was no longer in the list of executives of Han Shi and related companies. In addition, the positions of Zuo’s relatives in Han Tang’s company had also been revoked, causing a lot of discussion on the anonymous platform.

But this turmoil had nothing to do with Han Mo.

After all, Han Mo was Han Tang’s son, and even if they weren’t close, they were still blood relatives.

Knowing that Han Tang intended to leave some assets to Han Mo, although Zuo Yunshi made a scene, she wouldn’t lose her mind and completely cut ties with Han Tang.

She still attempted to regain control of the family’s power, so whether Han Tang gave anything to Han Mo or not didn’t matter to her.

But one day, a crazy woman suddenly came to the company, claiming to be pregnant with Han Tang’s child and demanded responsibility from him.

That’s when Zuo Yunshi completely lost it.

Han Tang was an extremely selfish and stingy person, he wouldn’t allow himself to be blackmailed.

He immediately insisted that the child might not be his.

He wouldn’t casually leave behind offspring with any woman.

But what Zuo Yunshi couldn’t accept wasn’t the child used for blackmail, but the woman herself.

The woman was twenty-five years old. No matter how ordinary, vulgar, or uneducated she was, she was still younger than her.

Her face was full of collagen and lacked the worldly-wise look that comes from being beaten down by society. She had the naive and willful eyes of a silly young girl who lacked legal common sense.

That was the youth that no amount of money could buy back for Zuo Yunshi.

Because of her aversion to aging and exhaustion, she refused to bear children for Han Tang.

She hoped to live forever like a pampered princess who knew nothing about the world.

In her teens, under her parents’ love, she was a true princess.

In her twenties, just entering society, in the prime of her youth, she was still a true princess.

Until she was in her forties, she suddenly realized that no one seemed to envy her ability to be a lazy, carefree princess anymore.

They even pitied her.

They felt that in the entire twenty years from her twenties to forties, she had made no progress at all.

She had pinned all her hopes for the future on Han Tang, thinking that as long as Han Tang worked hard to earn money to support the family, it would be enough.

She had been influenced by too many romantic dramas, thinking that as long as she was beautiful, elegant, and cultured, well-maintained, Han Tang would always love her as he did at the beginning.

But she was wrong.

Back then, she intervened in the relationship between Bei Jingzhu and Han Tang and blatantly snatched Han Tang away from his wife.

She never thought that one day she would be the one abandoned.

She never imagined that she would become the weaker party.

Her friends around her advised her with complex, euphemistic, and pitying tones.

“At this age, just endure it. Since Han Tang is hiding things, he probably doesn’t intend to take it seriously. Men, especially businessmen, playing around is normal. Just turn a blind eye to it.”

Zuo Yunshi found it unbelievable.

How could someone as proud as her, someone with such an extraordinary background, be entangled in such a filthy matter?

She must divorce.

But when she really prepared for the divorce, she found that the blow she could deliver to Han Tang was too little.

She knew little about the company, about management, or the books, so Han Tang could easily deceive her.

But she hired a lawyer, and the lawyer said Han Tang was at fault, so she could claim more compensation.

And then what?

She could get this compensation, but she didn’t know how to make money from it. Even if she got the money, it would be squandered away without multiplying it.

And what about the relatives who worked in Han Tang’s company? They would all lose their jobs too.

Because of her unstable relationship with Han Tang, the entire family could be affected.

And those people, because of their own selfish desires, advised her to endure.

But it seemed like Han Tang had made up his mind to completely eradicate the influence of the Zuo family on the company, and he ignored Zuo Yunshi’s subtle attempts to reconcile.

He actually loved no one, he only loved his career.

Yan Yibing listened and sipped his coffee, sitting with his legs crossed under the huge umbrella, gazing at the misty river.

“It’s just reaping what she sowed. This is the retribution for Zuo Yunshi’s interference in other people’s families.”

Han Mo chuckled softly, “Maybe.”

He still remembered the scene when he first saw Zuo Yunshi.

At that time, Zuo Yunshi was dressed more extravagantly than Han Tang, covered in designer brands, coquettish, and with a graceful figure, looking down on Han Mo with eyes that seemed to regard a pile of trash in the corner.

“So, this is your son. He doesn’t look anything like you. Your taste back then was really not good.”

This sentence was said with sarcasm, full of disdain. She curled her lips, rolled her eyes slightly upward, not hiding her contempt.

When Han Mo asked Han Tang for money, Zuo Yunshi even sneered.

It was the kind of sneer that said, “Although you’re young, I didn’t expect you to say something so naive.”

At just over ten years old, Han Mo already deeply understood what it felt like to be insulted.

And this insult came so deliberate, so malicious.

But in order to get money for his mother, he had to endure it as much as he could, even if he trembled all over, without dignity.

That scene had passed almost ten years ago.

Actually, it wasn’t very important in his heart anymore.

Zuo Yunshi’s potential karma was something he didn’t care about at all.

But it seemed like everyone around him thought he should care, and they were willing to gossip about every little thing to him.

Yan Yibing thought of something else, sat up straight, put down his cup, and frowned, “Wait a minute, doesn’t this mean Han Tang has no restraints at all? With his shameless character, he’ll definitely continue to launch some esports apparel.”

Han Mo: “I’ve never interacted with Han Tang. True fans should understand what I mean. At most, I’ll mention it in the live broadcast and tell them not to buy it. The rest, I can’t control.”

Yan Yibing sighed, “Isn’t that just letting Han Tang take advantage for nothing?”

After a moment of silence, Yan Yibing raised his eyes and looked at Han Mo suspiciously, “You’re not hiding something from me and pretending to be pitiful, are you?”

Han Mo had used this trick before, and he was really good at it.

Han Mo couldn’t help but chuckle, peeled off a piece of chocolate candy and fed it to Yan Yibing, “The World Championship is next month, and I’m busy applying for visas recently. How could I have the time to think about Han Tang? Besides, in my heart, he has nothing to do with me anymore.”

Yan Yibing took the candy in his mouth, chewed on it a few times, and swallowed it.

“I think Han Tang will definitely have his karma someday.”

Han Mo whispered softly, “I hope so.”

Yan Yibing: “But your sponsors trust you. After all, it’s a one-year contract, and last time’s incident didn’t cause any unpleasantness.”

Han Mo: “Is Zero’s endorsement for this quarter sorted out?”

Yan Yibing: “Almost. Only the peripheral endorsements are renewed, and they offered a higher price than last year. Our manager really sacrificed a lot for it.”

Han Mo looked slightly surprised, “Manager Sun’s dedication always surprises me.”

Yan Yibing chuckled softly, “Just kidding, but Director Bian and Sun Tianjiao do have a good relationship. It’s probably one of those ‘you and I were never meant to be, it’s all thanks to my money’ kind of relationships. I feel sorry for Sun Tianjiao’s parents. They taught their child not to be deceived by strangers with candy, but they didn’t expect their child’s resistance to money to be zero.”

Yan Yibing lazily leaned back in his chair and looked at the scenery. The wind by the river was strong, blowing his bangs in front of his forehead.

“After we come back from the World Championship, I plan to come clean with my parents.”

Han Mo paused slightly, his fingers clenching the armrest of the chair, “Master doesn’t need to force yourself.”

Yan Yibing shook his head, “It’s not forcing myself. Lately, my cousin has been asking about our progress, and she’s subtly mentioned it to my mom during casual chats. I think it’s about time.”

He couldn’t always let Han Mo appear in front of his parents as a friend. Occasionally hearing his parents urging him to get married was too unfair to Han Mo.

He hinted to his cousin to ask his mom about her views on two men being together.

His mom, being a university professor with strong principles, wouldn’t compromise on human rights issues and even mentioned Li Yinhe and Simone de Beauvoir, expressing her neutral and understanding attitude.

Yan Yibing couldn’t help but laugh at the thought.

That’s the perspective of an onlooker. If his mom knew it was her son who liked men, Li Yinhe and Simone de Beauvoir probably wouldn’t help.

However.

No matter what, he couldn’t keep hiding it.

Just as they were chatting, Sun Tianjiao called.

Yan Yibing held his phone and glanced at it before answering.

“What’s up?”

Sun Tianjiao: “Zuzong, the photo you submitted doesn’t meet the requirements. Hurry up and take proper visa photos for me. They should have a white background, not a blue one. Why do I have to worry about such trivial matters? It’s not like it’s your first time going abroad.”

Yan Yibing had indeed traveled abroad before, but the visa requirements for each country differed, and he didn’t have the time to remember them all.

Yan Yibing hesitated for a moment, “I’ve finally managed to take some time off. Just wait for me.”

Sun Tianjiao: “Hurry up!”

Yan Yibing: “Got it. I’ll check nearby photo studios.”

Han Mo overheard and said calmly, “I’ll take care of it for you.”

Yan Yibing: “You know how to?”

Han Mo: “I’ll edit it. Nowadays, the U.S. visa doesn’t require physical photos. Just edit the electronic ones.”

Sun Tianjiao: “Who? Who’s talking?”

He vaguely heard a voice, a male voice.

But he couldn’t make out who it was.

Yan Yibing glanced at Han Mo, a hint of amusement in his eyes, and casually said to Sun Tianjiao, “My wife, of course.”

“Heh, poor single dogs, going crazy having a wife,” Sun Tianjiao retorted.

Han Mo went along with it, lazily crossing his right leg over his left knee and opening his laptop, “Husband, send it to me.”

Sun Tianjiao: “…”

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Author’s Messages:

Sun Tianjiao: Two single dogs are so pitiful, huddling together for warmth and deceiving themselves. Fortunately, I have money.