Chapter 25: You’re My Great Uncle!

“Why not?” Mo Qiao Qiao looked disappointed.

Then she looked at Su Bao anxiously, “Is it because you don’t like me, so you won’t go?”

The little stoic Su Bao stated plainly, “Lost my meal card, no money, not going.”

Why would she give up chicken drumsticks just because she didn’t like someone?

That was simply impossible!

Mo Qiao Qiao realized it wasn’t because Su Bao didn’t like her, but because she had no money?

Well, that was easy to solve!

“Su Bao, I’ll treat you to lunch!”

For the Mo family, anything that could be solved with money wasn’t a problem.

The little stoic Su Bao swallowed slightly, then said calmly, “I don’t accept rewards without merit, not going.”

No rewards without merit.

She couldn’t easily accept favors from others; otherwise, she’d have to repay them.

Outsiders might find Su Bao’s approach hard to understand, but Mo Yan instinctively frowned…

In the capital’s circle, the Mo family was central, so he had heard some military secrets and classified files that others couldn’t access.

He had heard of some cultivators who neither accepted favors nor easily offered help.

Because accepting favors without returning them could create so-called karmic debts.

Who exactly was she?

Mo Yan found himself increasingly intrigued by the girl before him. She seemed like an ordinary girl, yet her identity was shrouded in mystery.

He needed to investigate.

Her strange skills and background were worth looking into.

“It’s not without merit; we actually have a favor to ask and would like your help. Treating you to a meal isn’t too much.”

Mo Yan thought this and stepped past Mo Qiao Qiao to extend the invitation.

He also called Fu Lang on the way to the cafeteria…

“I’ve found the person you’re looking for.”

Fu Lang was slumped in the principal’s office chair, his eyes exhausted from searching through photos all morning.

Hearing this news, he was almost moved to tears.

“Mo Yan, you’re my lifesaver!”

Fu Lang swore that if Mo Yan were in front of him, he’d light three incense sticks for him!

“You’re truly a brother, finding my ancestor so quickly. From now on, you’re my great uncle!”

When Fu Lang got excited, he couldn’t control his mouth, saying whatever came to mind.

Mo Yan’s face darkened at his nonsense, “Shut up! Get to the school cafeteria; your ancestor is waiting for you.”

The little stoic Su Bao watched Mo Yan’s phone intently as he made the call.

Then she lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers.

It looked interesting, and Su Bao wanted one too.

But she had no money.

“You know that unlucky guy?” Mo Yan was asked after hanging up.

Hmm?

Unlucky guy?

Mo Yan didn’t immediately realize she was referring to Fu Lang.

Once he did, he found the nickname fitting.

But then, as if realizing something, he squinted.

He hadn’t put the call on speaker.

And he was far from Su Bao, so she shouldn’t have been able to hear Fu Lang’s voice.