One Hundred Ways To Become A God Chapter 2

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　    Like a blockhead, he looked at his own boss staring at the teen for 15 minutes, taking close and multi angle looks. The a.s.sistant finally couldn't stand still anymore, he walked to Mo Yitao's side and lowered his voice to remind him, "There's fifteen minutes left, boss, you still have a meeting."
　　They were supposed to go to the company for a meeting, but since the hospital was relatively close to the company, they went to visit the unfortunate heir of the branch for a while. However, if the boss continues to stare like this, the meeting might get cancelled.
　　Mo Yitao retrieved his gaze and nodded. He got up and walked out of the room with his a.s.sistant.
　　When the sound of the door closed, He Yan, who was lying in bed, opened his eyes again. 

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　　This Mo patriarch's performance is a little strange.
　　In Mo Qi’s original life, he didn't have any sort of friendship with the young patriarch just now. Apart from being able to gather together at Mo family's house during the Chinese New Year, Mo Yitao occasionally showed him concern with a few words for the sake of Mo Qi's father. They don't mingle at all during weekdays, but Mo Yitao's performance just now didn't match a normal person's att.i.tude towards a distant relative who isn't close to him.
　　Who would stare 10 minutes at someone that they rarely met?
　　He uncaringly closed his eyes, He Yan's head was so terribly painful that he was too lazy to guess what's going on with Mo Yitao. He closed his eyes again and went to sleep in the warm quilt.
　　He Yan remained asleep until the next afternoon and finally felt better. 

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　　Not long after he woke up, the nurse who has been observing his condition gave him the needed medicines. In front of her face, He Yan swallowed a large pile of colorful pills with warm water and kept it under his tongue. He waited until the nurse left and then spitted out the slimy pills on tissues, rolled everything up and threw it into the trash. From the automatic water dispenser next to the bed, he took a cup of hot water and gargled, dispersing the bitter taste in his mouth.
　　These medicines that the doctor gave him doesn't seem to have any problems on the surface, but they contain a few special drugs that are too effective. Mo Qi is physically weak, although these medicines can improve his physical condition in a short period of time, but in fact, these excessive drugs will quickly counteract in his body. After a good improvement, he will then rapidly weaken. Although these drugs don't kill, they are extremely poisonous and under ignorance it can hollow you out bit by bit.
　　In the evening, one of Mo Qi’s guardian, aunt Chen Cuiwei, brought along his cousin Mo Lanyu to deliver food.
　　Chen Cuiwei is already 44 this year. However, because of her well maintained appearance, she seems to be only in her early thirties. She is not tall, has a good looking body and face. Even if she's middle aged, men still find her attractive.
　　He Yan turned to look at this cheap aunt*, thinking of the original's experience, a feeling of disgust suddenly emerged.

*表婶: father's cousin's wife

　　Mo Qi is weaker than ordinary people since he was young. Although there's no chronic illness, his weak immunity made him very likely to fall sick. Once sick, his health will easily deteriorate, minor illness will develop into a serious illness. Therefore, after his parents unexpectedly pa.s.sed away when he was just 14, it was impossible for him to live on his own. Then the head Mo family came forward, a husband and wife were entrusted to take care of Mo Qi to adulthood at the expense of some of his inheritance. This family belong to a relatively distant branch of the Mo family. As for the family situation, it can only be said that they don't need to worry about clothes and food. It is a well-to-do family. However, the couple seem honest in their duties, the family a.s.sessments were also good. At that time, the head family also deliberated for a while, then chose this humble couple to become Mo Qi's guardian.
　　No one thought that this couple that look honest and humble outside would kill a weak and innocent child step by step. Those two also have a hand in Mo Qi's sudden blindness. In the path of Mo Qi’s original life, this sudden blindness lasted for nearly a year and he was later burned alive by a sudden fire in the locked villa.
　　Their purpose of killing is very simple. It's for Mo Qi's inheritance. 

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　　Mo Qi’s father is the direct descendent of Mo family's previous generation and the rightful heir. However, under the pressure of the family, for the sake of marrying Mo Qi's mother who's a commoner, he voluntarily abandoned his right as a heir and separated from the main family. Mo Qi’s father talent in business was very high. After leaving the family, he worked hard, the founding company rapidly developed and it's like a dark horse in the industry. After their death, a large number of shares and huge amounts of property were left to their only son.
　　A sick and wealthy child with a huge inheritance attracted greedy wolfs, this isn't hard to imagine. 

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　　After looking at He Yan's eyes, Chen Cuiwei’s face became awkward. After a while, she tentatively asked, “Little Qi, your eyes...can you see?” He couldn't see anything yesterday, but today he suddenly recovered? ?
　　He Yong answered with a sly face: "I woke up and can see a little, but it's still a bit blurry. It's good and bad."
　

　　Mo Lanyu showed a surprised expression. She's unaware of the fact that her parents were poisoning Mo Qi. She didn’t bother with Chen Cuwei’s awkwardness. Seeing Mo Qi's possibility of restoring his eyesight, immediately joyfully said: "That's great cousin, wait till you get better, I will take you to the park to see the lake." Her little cousin's body wasn't good since young, both parents died early, if he became blind too, it's really too pitiful.
　　Chen Cuiwei’s expression returned to normal. She put the three-tiered lunch box on the bedside and touched her hair by the ear. She smiled and said to Mo Qi: “When I came by during morning and noon you were still sleeping, didn't wake you up. You haven't eaten for nearly the whole day, must be starving now." Then she held He Yan's hand with care and told Mo Lanyu, "Lanlan, help your little brother to take out the meal." And then she set up a small table on the hospital bed.
　　He Yan's heart was disgusted but he indifferently pulled out of Chen Cuiwei's hand and took a glimpse at Mo Lanyu who's arranging the meal.  

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　　Mo Lanyu inherited all the advantages of Chen Cuiwei's appearance. Her facial features were exquisite and pleasant, and her eyes has some heroic spirit, very bright. But at the moment, she looked bit gloomy. Don't know if she was worried about "Mo Qi's" condition or whether she was worried about the loss in the stock market.
　　Yes, the stock market. Although this cousin of his was still a soph.o.m.ore, she was actually a genius born for business. From high school, she showed a keen sense of business. This made the couple who are tired of living a ordinary life very happy. They held high expectations for Mo Lanyu, and on several occasions verified that their daughter really had a very high talent, handed all a.s.sets to Mo Lanyu and gave it a go. However, Mo Lanyu was too young after all, and soon took a big fall in the stock market. She lost everything at home and owed many foreign debts.
　　This pair of husband and wife that have been thinking of success to the point of obsession, in order to pay off their foreign debt and provide their daughter with a start-up capital, they put their plan on the weak child with a big inheritance.
　　The food brought by Chen Cuiwei is very rich. The table was full and the rich fragrance instantly filled the entire ward.
　　He Yan laughed at the bottom of his heart. Duck blood gourd soup, hen ginseng soup, savory mutton, simmered stew, are all things physically weak people aren't supposed to eat, even normal people that ate a bit more will heat up and have nosebleeds, Chen Cuiwei is afraid that those drugs aren't enough to kill him.
　　Chen Cuiwei with a gentle look said: "Little Qi, can you see? Do you want me to feed you?" She talked while lifting the spoon, ready to feed He Yan.
　　He Yan shook and goose b.u.mp rose all over his body. He took the spoon in Chen Cuiwei's hand and said: "Thank you auntie, I can eat by myself."
　　It seems that the eyesight of this little b.a.s.t.a.r.d is much better than she expected. Chen Cuiwei shrugged her inner disappointment, smiled softly, and gently told him to eat more, a full-fledged gesture of a loving mother. From the outside, you can't tell that she's a vicious woman at all.
　　Mo Qi’s death can be said to be this one woman’s plan.
　　Most of Mo Lanyu's money in the stock market was borrowed by Chen Cuiwei from a relative of the Chen family. Now that Mo Lanyu lost everything, she naturally can't pay back the borrowed money on schedule. The relative she borrowed from already rushed her twice. She was desperate. Mo Qi's inheritance is the only live saving straw she can think of. She hopes this sick nephew can die sooner.
　　Mo Qi clutched the spoon, perfunctory took two small bites and stopped. He was a man who died once and repented.
Chen Cuiwei's expression carried some concern and said to He Yan: "Little Qi, you haven't eaten for a whole day. Eat more, be obedient."
　　Mo Lanyu also urged: "That's right, little brother, eat some more. These are all done by my mother. She was in the kitchen all noon today to make these."
　　He Yan blinked at her innocently, whispered: "But I really don't want to eat and my stomach feels uncomfortable." His heart ridiculed, people that are physically weak can't be nourished like this. She doesn't even know this common sense. Is Mo Lanyu's mind filled with how to make money?
　　Chen Cuiwei was about to open her mouth and encourage He Yan to eat more when the ward suddenly opened.
　　Seeing the oncoming person, Chen Cuiwei's eyes flashed: "Why does Mr. Mo have time to come?"
　　Although Mo Yitao is the head of the Mo family, he isn't really from the Mo family, he's the adopted son of the previous family leader. When the previous patriach announced that Mo Yitao will take over his position, almost the entire Mo family were dissatisfied with an outsider sitting on the position of being the family's leader. Some people spoke bluntly and some murmured in their hearts. There were also several Mo family members who believed that they were more qualified than Mo Yitao to be the patriarch of the family. When Mo Yitao took over they tried to obstruct. However, in just two short years, Mo Yitao rectified those who tried to trip him, and he firmly held all the industries and resources of the Mo family in his hands.
　　Such a person is naturally worthy to be looked up on by wealthy families. Not to mention, Mo Yitao is only 37 years old this year. His figure is still very wonderful. In the circle, don't know how many women want to have a relationship with him. Especially women from the Mo family. In the past, the position of wife had nothing to do with them, but now they have the opportunity to make a move. Nearly everyone in the branch are thinking of marrying their daughter to a family leader who has no kinship with them.
　　Chen Cuiwei, of course, is also tempted. Mo Lanyu's body and appearance aren't inferior to those of other branches in Mo family, and she is still highly talented in business. The main economic source of the Mo family is business. Presumably, compared to a flashy vase, Mo Yitao will be more interested in a beautiful and intelligent wife.
　　Chen Cuiwei glanced at her daughter and saw joy in her eyes.
　　The nurses she arranged here told her that Mo Yitao visited him yesterday. She was feeling unfortunate in her heart that she wasn't able to let Mo Lanyu meet him. Didn't expect this one to come so quickly. It was a pleasant surprise.
　　"Mr. Mo is also here to see little Qi?" Mo Lanyu can't help but smile. In her mind, Mo Yitao is the best boyfriend. Rich, powerful and never had a scandal. His body is tall and muscular but not exaggerated. The masculinity makes her heart beat faster. She smiled and said: "Mr. Mo is really considerate."
　　She only met Mo Yitao a few times during the Chinese New Year at Mo family's home. She had never talked to him alone. Now the man's handsome face is in close proximity, she's so nervous that her heart can't help but jump.
　　On the bed, He Yan looked at the scene and felt it was very interesting. In the information he had obtained, Mo Lanyu did hold some ulterior motives for Mo Yitao, but Mo Yitao had no feelings for her, and didn't respond to Mo Lanyu's ardour at all. Even after Mo Lanyu's courageous confession, he bluntly rejected her. Afterwards, Mo Lanyu's love turned to hate and treated her feelings for Mo Yitao as a dark history.When she became successful, she didn't forget to go show off in front of Mo Yitao.
　　Today, he wants to witness the future winner in life go through a dark history of lifetime regret. Looking at Mo Lanyu who's now like a teenage girl with hearts floating all over, and then think of her depression and regret later on, He Yan couldn't help but reveal a small gloated smile.
　　Mo Yitao, who has been constantly staring at the teenager, saw the smile on his face and couldn't help but lifted an eyebrow. His impression of this child is silent and reticent. There was always no expression on his face and he followed behind his father in a daze. Now he grew up, he became lively. Every move attracted his line of sight.
　　Mo Yitao stared at Mo Qi for a long time without talking, causing Mo Lanyu to have some doubts. After coughing, she pointed to the chair next to the bed and proposed: "Mr. Mo, it's better to sit down first."
　　Indifferently nodded at the woman and ignored the chair pointed by Mo Lanyu. Mo Yitao naturally walked to the side of the bed and sat down. The teenager had a constricted smile. He lowered his head, holding his spoon in the bowl of soup, gave a look at the little whorl on top of his head.