MO GUANG LIN stared at his son. Seeing that he didn't show any shock when he saw him only meant that he was already expecting him to be there.
"I'll be going now. Dad should go inside and comfort Mo Jian. She seemed to really need it," Mo Jiu said before bowing a little and walking away.
Mo Guang Lin watched his son's back before running after him and asking;
"Did you do it on purpose? Steer the conversation in a direction that would allow me to hear everything your sister said?"
Mo Jiu stopped and turned to his father. "I may have done that. But everything that Mo Jian said came out of her mouth on her own volition. I did not force her to say those things."
Pain simply stabbed on Mo Guang Lin's heart. Of course, he knew that! But knowing and accepting were two different things. "Why did you want me to hear those things?" he asked instead.
