Substitute Bride's Husband Is An Invisible Rich Man Chapter 123 – Your Name  

Because the boy had come to see Mo Yan after he woke up yesterday, Xu Tian was able to roughly guess what had happened. This time, it was indeed not Mo Yan who had caused trouble, but the boy.

Xu Tian glanced at Li Guoguo, and Li Guoguo tactfully walked out together.

“Miss Mo, thank you for yesterday.”

The young man's gaze fell on Mo Yan's bandaged feet, and he spoke slowly.

Mo Yan wanted to shake her head at the young man to show that it was okay, but the young man didn't look at her at all.

Looking around, Mo Yan noticed the bag that Xu Tian had just brought in. Taking out the rectangular paper box inside, it turned out to be a writing board commonly used by children. Mo Yan couldn't help but chuckle at how meticulous sister Xu was.

She quickly wrote two words on the board, “You're welcome.”

Mo Yan waved her hand in front of the youth, asking him to focus on her.

After the youth finished reading what she wrote, she quickly wiped it off and continued writing, “If I didn't talk to you until it was so late, you wouldn't have encountered such a thing.”

The youth shook his head and said, “Those people came for me. You saved me this time.”

“Enemies? Extortion? Your family paid for it?”

“No, they didn't ask for money.”

The young man denied Mo Yan's guess, which aroused Mo Yan's curiosity.

“If it wasn't extortion or murder, then why did they kidnap you?”

The young man lowered his eyes again and didn't answer Mo Yan's question.

If they didn't want money or their lives. Why would they waste their time and energy to kidnap him?

According to Uncle Jiang, they were rescued from the back of a minivan. The car had been modified, and there was an entire piece of metal plate between the cars. If Mo Yan hadn't kept making noises to attract the attention of others, it would have taken them even longer to rescue him.

As for the reason for this kidnapping, it was probably because they wanted him to suffer more psychological trauma. His claustrophobia wasn't congenital. It was caused when he was kidnapped as a child and kept in a narrow wooden box for two days and two nights.

However, the person who planned this kidnapping probably didn't realize that having Mo Yan around was a huge support for him. Hearing continuous talking and the sound of kicking on the metal board for five hours was able to help him take his mind off his claustrophobia a little.

At that time, although he was unable to speak or respond, he could vaguely hear her voice. The vibration of the metal board also helped him regain his sense of touch.

“I want to repay you. What do you want? I'll give it to you,” the youth said calmly.

His confident words made it seem like he would give Mo Yan anything she wanted. Mo Yan raised her eyebrows slightly.

Judging from this kid's appearance, he was probably very rich. She even heard someone call him young master earlier. Could she consider getting some subsidies from him to make up for her family's expenses? It was difficult to repay a debt of gratitude, so Mo Yan felt that it was better to settle this matter as soon as possible.

After thinking for a while, Mo Yan wrote a sentence on the board, “Pay my medical fees! Then the debt you owe me will be offset.”

“I've already paid it. This is what I should do, so it doesn't count,” the youth said.

This kid was really something!

Mo Yan frowned and wiped off the words she had written earlier. She changed the sentence, “Tell me your name, and we won't owe each other anything anymore.”

After she finished writing, she showed it to the youth. Then, she quickly wrote something else, “If you're not going to tell me, then get out! Also, I'm a married woman. Don't even think about marrying me!!!”

Mo Yan was just teasing the youth, but the youth was stunned when he saw the three exclamation marks. Then he said to Mo Yan seriously, “I don't think that way.”

Seeing the youth's serious look, Mo Yan's face instantly turned red. She just wanted to make a joke to ease the atmosphere.

“Alright, are you going to tell me or not?”

The young man and Mo Yan looked at each other for a moment before he lowered his eyes and said, “My name is Lin Ye.”

“Lin Ye? Are you related to the Lin family?” Mo Yan asked.

“Yes, I'm Lin Peng's cousin,” the young man replied.

Mo Yan nodded to show that she understood.

Seeing that Mo Yan did not continue writing, Lin Ye asked, “Aren't you going to say anything to me? Telling you my name is just a small matter. You can ask for something else.”

“For example?” Mo Yan guessed what Lin Ye meant, but she didn't say anything.

Lin Ye looked into her eyes and said slowly, “For example, I can tell my uncle and auntie about Hong Jing.”

Looking at Lin Ye's serious expression, Mo Yan's eyes curved. “Tell them? What's the use of you talking about us to them? You're still a child!”

“What if my words have impact?” Lin Ye continued to ask.

Chapter end