Chapter 175: Meeting Yun Bing Again

Translator: Tim Editor: Chrissy

He had to say, Lin Long worked quickly, finding the girl in less than an hour.

Ye Mo examined the girl closely; it was the same girl he’d seen at Yun Bing’s house. She was very cute, but seemed scared and aware of her predicament. She refused to speak.

Ye Mo sighed. Such a smart girl; she understood her disadvantage.

“What’s your name?” Ye Mo asked.

The girl bit her lip, remaining silent.

Ye Mo tried again, “I know your mother. Do you want me to take you to her?”

“You’re lying,” she retorted sharply.

Ye Mo smiled. “I’m not. Your mother is Yun Bing. She saved me once and is my teacher. If you trust me, I’ll take you to her.”

“You really know my mother? I’m Tingting. If you can take me to her, I’ll go with you.” The girl seemed to believe him, indicating she knew her mother’s situation.

Before Ye Mo could reply, his phone rang. Since receiving it from Han Zaixin, he’d kept it in his storage ring, making it unreachable. He hadn’t expected a call the moment he took it out.

He answered, hearing a joyful voice: “Leader, I’ve reached him.”

Han Zaixin’s voice followed immediately. “Brother Ye, your phone is hard to reach! I finally got through.”

Ye Mo frowned, dreading Han Zaixin’s business. It had arrived.

“Sorry, Brother Ye, I really need your help. If you’re free, come to Beijing; we’ll talk in person. It’s hard to explain over the phone.” Despite the apology, his tone lacked sincerity.

Ye Mo hung up helplessly. He was going to Beijing to see Ye Ling and Zifeng anyway, so he might as well see Han Zaixin.

He stood and addressed Jiao Bianyi, “You found Tingting. I owe you one. I’m leaving with her now.”

Jiao Bianyi’s face lit up. Although Ye Mo hadn’t left contact information, his promise held immense value. He knew Ye Mo’s strength; his promise was incredibly powerful.

The lack of contact information meant he shouldn’t be bothered unless it was serious. It also implied he shouldn’t be asked for help in mafia wars.

Regardless, Ye Mo’s words meant a great deal to Jiao Bianyi. He didn’t need Ye Mo to do anything; his reputation alone would elevate Western Sand’s status.

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Back in Beijing, Ye Mo called Ye Ling, learning Ye Zifeng had gone to America with an investigative squad. Ye Ling had found an excuse to go as well, but couldn’t reach Ye Mo beforehand.

While Ye Ling didn't specify the squad, Ye Mo suspected Ye Beirong was heavily investing in Ye Zifeng. The squad was likely government-related; upon his return, Ye Zifeng might easily secure a good position.

Ye Mo didn’t mind, but he’d let Ye Zifeng pursue his path. Everyone had their own.

“Brother Mo, my family lived in Li Yang district,” Tingting said excitedly after arriving in Beijing, pointing out landmarks.

“Do you want me to take you home?” Ye Mo asked casually.

Tingting’s lips curled. “No. They don’t let me out, except for kindergarten or trips to America. They won’t let me see my mom. I hate it. My kindergarten friends all have mothers, but I don’t. My stepmother is mean.”

“Okay, then I’ll take you to your mom.” Ye Mo chuckled. A six-year-old knew a lot.

“Brother Mo, that’s where I lived,” Tingting pointed to a luxurious mansion.

The driver, recognizing the residence, showed admiration and caution; its inhabitants were not ordinary.

Ye Mo subconsciously used his spirit sense (reaching 100 meters). His face changed. He saw Yun Bing in one of the mansions, pale, disheveled, shaking her head and crying. Her eyes were red.

“Driver, stop,” Ye Mo said urgently, sensing something was wrong.

“Brother Mo, are you taking me back to my old house?” Tingting asked worriedly as Ye Mo carried her over the wall.

“To see your mother,” Ye Mo said, quickening his pace.

Yun Bing’s voice echoed, “I didn’t take Tingting! Give her back!” Her tone was shrill.

“Give her back? Who knows where you got her!” A young woman slapped Yun Bing.

Yun Bing seemed stunned, failing to react.

Ye Mo appeared before Yun Bing, grabbing the woman’s hand, twisting it, and flinging her away. He hadn’t used much force.

“Ye Mo?” Yun Bing, having not yet seen Tingting, cried out, falling into Ye Mo’s arms.

Ye Mo awkwardly felt Yun Bing’s soft body and scent.

“You slut! Keeping other men…” The woman screamed, then stopped mid-sentence upon seeing Tingting.

Yun Bing reacted, recognizing her location – the place she feared most. Her actions were born of terror and longing for Ye Mo.

The Ou family had relocated her from Ning Hai to Beijing, abandoning her.

Seeing Yun Bing recover, Ye Mo said, “Ms. Yun, this is your daughter Tingting. I found her and was taking her to Ning Hai when I saw you.”

Yun Bing forgot to ask how he’d found her, staring at Tingting, then tears streamed down her face. “Tingting? Mummy misses you.”

“Mummy,” Tingting cried, rushing into her arms. Their embrace was filled with emotion.

“Who are you? How dare you enter our Ou family?” A middle-aged man appeared.

Ye Mo sneered, turning to Yun Bing, “Mrs. Yun, since Tingting is fine, let’s go.”

Yun Bing, regaining composure, felt terror again.

“Leave? You can’t just leave our Ou family!” the man sneered.

A young man with swollen eyes and a man in his 50s appeared, followed by a man in his 30s.

The young man addressed Yun Bing, “Since my brother doesn’t want you, marry me. I’ll help you.”

“Bastard,” the old man swore.

The young man continued, “Big brother’s in America. I like Yun Bing.”

Ignoring him, the old man asked Tingting, “Did this woman trick you away?”

“You’re the bad guy. She’s my mommy,” Tingting declared, grabbing Yun Bing’s hand.

The old man turned to Ye Mo, “We’re not a major Beijing family, but you can’t come and go as you please. Feng An, call Tan Ye. Should we arrest him or teach him a lesson?”

“Yes,” Feng An said, taking out his phone.

Ye Mo sneered, “I, Ye Mo, go wherever I please. No one stops me. Even if your Ou family is among the five biggest, I can come and go as I wish. What can you do?”