LOT – Chapter 225 The Bedwetting Duo

No matter how the Prince of Zhen’nan heard it, something felt off. “Selling oneself money”? How could a dignified prince ever “sell himself”?

Looking at the expression on the old steward’s face, he asked, “Explain carefully to me—what exactly is going on? What do you mean by ‘selling oneself money’?”

Ji Qianhua was already looking for a chance to escape. If his father found out, there was no way he would escape a beating. And the prince’s strength wasn’t something to joke about.

Seeing the heir slowly sidle toward the side, staring at the sky, the old steward calmly blocked his path and said, “It was the young master who said it. He said that this money is Your Highness’s ‘selling oneself money.’”

Ji Qianhua: …You just sold me out that easily?!

The Prince of Zhen’nan sneered and rolled up his sleeves. “Selling oneself money, huh? You little brat, let’s see how I deal with you!”

Soon, cries of wailing echoed from the Prince of Zhen’nan’s residence. Lin Mo, coming over to deliver food, happened to catch the scene.

[Hahaha! Was this guy just beaten up? Listen to that sound—it’s like heavenly music!]

Lin Mo’s expression was pure delight. Seeing Ji Qianhua being beaten was probably the happiest thing for her.

Bai Xiao, standing beside her, also wore a look of pure amusement. [Of course! Thanks to Princess Xin, most of the money she earned from the script was sent to the Prince of Zhen’nan’s residence. Ji Qianhua carelessly said it was his father’s “selling oneself money”—who else would get beaten but him?]

Lin Mo boldly walked into the courtyard. Ji Qianhua dodged while trying to explain, but when he saw Lin Mo holding the food box, he seemed to have found his salvation.

“Mo’er, save your brother! I promise you, anything you want, I’ll do it if you save me!”

Lin Mo snorted and turned her head. His words were full of lies—utterly untrustworthy. Except in front of his sister, this guy was a proper person; in front of others, he was a rogue.

Bai Xiao opened the food box and took out some snacks. “Let’s eat while watching. The Prince of Zhen’nan has really good physical fitness—look at how he’s beating Ji Qianhua!”

The two of them squatted at the doorway and started eating. The old steward nearby: …Isn’t this what Madam Lin sent for us? And now you’re just eating it like this?

Ji Qianhua got kicked in the rear by the Prince of Zhen’nan. Seeing the two watching the show, he shouted angrily, “Lin Mo’er, you grew up on my back! Don’t you remember who carried you on their shoulders when you were little? I may not be your real brother, but I’m better than one! And yet you just stand there doing nothing?!”

The Prince of Zhen’nan delivered a whip-like kick. “Threatening your Mo’er in front of me? I see I’ve been too easy on you!”

Lin Mo watched gleefully, continuously cheering him on.

This father-son bonding session was extremely thorough. But after their “heart-to-heart,” Lin Mo and Bai Xiao looked at the empty food box, unsure what to do next.

Oh no, all the food is gone—what now?

They had only intended to nibble on the top two snacks, but the show was so good they unintentionally ate everything.

Ji Qianhua, bruised and battered, walked over and poked Lin Mo’s forehead in anger. “Little girl, you really wouldn’t save me! Look at how beaten I am! If you’d spoken up for me, I wouldn’t be this miserable.”

Lin Mo rolled her eyes at him. Save you? I’d be doing good just by not making it worse.

Any man who covets my sister deserves a beating!

The Prince of Zhen’nan was ruthless when beating his son, but toward Lin Mo, his face softened so much that Ji Qianhua felt like this was a completely different father from the one who just beat him.

“Mo’er, did you come here for something, or do you want to go out with your brother Hua?”

Lin Mo gave an awkward little smile. “Uh… my mom asked me to deliver some food, but I accidentally ate it all just now. Uncle Rong, wait a moment, I’ll go home and get more.”

The Prince of Zhen’nan kicked his son’s rear again. “Letting this useless brother of yours go with you? Always making you run back and forth—what’s that about?”

His butt was nearly swollen from the kicks. Ji Qianhua: …I’m the son here! Why is Father always favoring this little girl? From childhood, all favoritism has gone to her.

This little girl was clearly a troublemaker. She was completely unruly as a child.

Ji Qianhua, bruised and battered, followed Lin Mo to the Lin residence.

Once he arrived, he tried to hide his face. Lin Mo looked at his sneaky behavior and whispered to Bai Xiao, [Why is he sneaky like that? He looks like a thief.]

Bai Xiao replied, [I think he’s afraid your sister will see him like this—he’s nearly been beaten into a pig’s head by his father.]

Ji Qianhua: …So you two just freely roast me because you can talk secretly, huh?

Sometimes, the things you fear the most come true. Lin Ran saw the familiar figure from afar.

“Ji Qianhua, what are you doing at my house?”

Ji Qianhua, with his back to her, whispered, “My father sent me to get something.”

Lin Ran looked at the food box in his hand and immediately understood. But wasn’t the food already sent in this box?

“Get what? Mom already asked Mo’er to put the food in that box and deliver it.”

Lin Mo and Bai Xiao ducked behind Ji Qianhua. Since he was facing away, Lin Mo and Bai Xiao were now face-to-face with him.

Ji Qianhua sighed. “These two ate it all, so my father sent me here.”

Lin Ran glanced at the embarrassed pair and sighed helplessly.

“You two ate it all at home, didn’t you? How did you manage to finish someone else’s portion too?”

Ji Qianhua tried to cover up his bruised face, but in the end, Lin Ran saw his battered expression.

Lin Ran pulled him over to treat the wounds. Lin Mo watched someone look smug, teeth nearly grinding.

[He’s clearly doing it on purpose, using the “painful trick”! Look at his eyes, his expression, that pitiful look—didn’t he just study under someone for this?]

Bai Xiao was particularly impressed with Ji Qianhua. [Today I’ve seen what shameless really means. Ji Qianhua is all about being flexible and resilient! He’s on the same path as the Third Prince—truly worthy of being called the “bedwetting duo.”]

Lin Mo: …Your point of admiration is… really something else.