A Gentleman's Courtesy

Mo Jingchun had been too blunt. He could clearly see the relatives gathered around the fire pit looking displeased.

Zero, who was sitting beside Mo Jingchun with Candy, saw what was happening and quietly led Candy away.

Letting Candy encounter the harsh realities of life too early would be extremely bad for her childhood.

After the two little ones left, the once lively Fire Pit Room fell so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone lowered their heads and said nothing. No one knew what the others were thinking.

But it was obvious none of them were thinking anything nice.

Mo Jingchun wasn't intimidated in the least. The people here were all distant relatives. Before he'd made his fortune, when his mother passed away, not one of them had shown up.

Calling them "uncle" was already a courtesy. They weren't even in his address book, so why should Mo Jingchun treat them as real family?

He dared say that he'd done everything he could for anyone who'd shown even a little genuine care for him and Candy.

In that respect, Mo Jingchun had a clear conscience. Even if his mother were still alive, she would have supported what he'd done.

Mo Jingchun would never support freeloaders.

Outside, Candy hunched her shoulders as she and Zero set off firecrackers. Xiao Huihui, now an experienced hand, sat on the veranda with the new Dog Bowl clenched in his mouth.

His silly eyes warily watched the two people in the yard.

With a bang, Candy—who had been covering her ears just a moment ago—quickly reached into her pocket and handed Zero another firecracker.

Then Candy noticed Xiao Huihui's wary gaze and the Stainless Steel bowl.

She felt tempted, but knew that if she dared snatch Xiao Huihui's Stainless Steel bowl today, she'd