Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 536 Amber's Proposal

"Grandpa, I didn't think this through. As for the larger gift of gratitude, do you have any suggestions?"

Mo Tingye then realized that what his grandfather said made sense.

The Mo family, a top-tier aristocratic family and a distinguished clan, must never be associated with underworld bosses. Giving shares in Master Xue's group would indeed be inappropriate.

Mu Qianqian also snapped out of her excitement at learning that Master Xue was her savior and understood the deeper meaning behind her grandfather's words.

"My opinion is that a huge thank-you fee can be given, but it cannot be in the name of the group or in your personal capacity."

Grandpa Mo spoke in a very solemn tone.

"Even a shallow name is not acceptable."

Old Master Mo's words silenced Mu Qianqian before she could speak.

She originally intended to use her own private name.

"What should we do?"

Mo Tingye was at a loss.

If this won't work, and that won't work, are we not going to repay our wife's life-saving grace?

He also knew that it was because Master Xue's identity was very sensitive.

"How about we use my mother's name? My mother has no direct relationship with the Mo family, so we don't need to be so reserved."

Zhuang Ziyan came downstairs and picked up the conversation.

"Sister-in-law, this will implicate your aunt and you, it won't do."

Mu Qianqian was the first to refuse.

"How about my parents?"

Mu Qianqian felt that her parents should be able to.

"Wife, I'm afraid that won't work. Father-in-law also has the Mu Group, just like the Mo Group."

Mo Tingye rejected it.

Amber stood to the side, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

"Uncle, do you have something to say?"

Mo Tingye saw An Bo's expression.

"Second Young Master, is it alright to use my account and name? I am just the Mo family's steward, with no blood relation or direct family ties. This way, we can avoid you getting involved with the group and causing trouble."

As soon as Uncle An finished speaking, the old man's eyes lit up.

"Yes, Lao An is the best choice."

"But he's family too!"

In Mu Qianqian's heart, she never regarded Uncle An as a servant.

"It's alright, young mistress, I'm fine."

Amber's eyes were slightly red.

The second young mistress truly treated him like family, which deeply moved him.

“I think it’s okay. Although Uncle An is like family to us, he is only nominally working for the Mo family and has no connection with the Mo Group.”

Zhuang Ziyan also agreed with Uncle An's suggestion.

“Alright then, it’s decided then. Uncle An, I’ll transfer the money to your account tomorrow, and then you can use your bank account to transfer the money to Ninth Master.”

Mo Tingye agreed.

"Okay, Second Young Master."

"That's settled then, everyone go back to sleep."

After the old man finished speaking, he returned to his bedroom with Uncle An's help.

Mu Qianqian and Mo Tingye exchanged a glance and returned to their upstairs bedroom.

Zhuang Ziyan went to the kitchen refrigerator to get milk for her son, heated it in the microwave, and then took the milk back to the bedroom.

In Mo Tingye's bedroom, Mu Qianqian and her husband looked at each other in bewilderment.

They never imagined that repaying a debt of gratitude would be so difficult because of Master Xue's special status.

It's a winding, circuitous road.

Mo Tingye thought for a moment and then called his assistant.

"Mr. Mo, what's the matter so late?"

The assistant's voice sounded sleepy.

"Tomorrow, I'll transfer 1 billion to An Zhi through my personal account."

"Huh? Anzhi is the butler from the old mansion? You transferred so much money to him..."

The assistant was full of surprise.

"Just turn it when I tell you to, don't ask so many questions."

Mo Tingye's tone was full of impatience.

"Understood, Mr. Mo, I'll transfer it tomorrow morning."

"Use my personal account, remember, not the company account, and don't use the group's finance department's account."

"Understood, Mr. Mo. Good night."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Tingye frowned deeply.

"Honey, go take a shower. Don't think too much. I have a feeling that Master Xue might not accept the ten billion."

A hint of something appeared on Mu Qianqian's face.

"How to say?"

"He was able to transfer Fengming Mountain to He Yue, so he must be someone with money. His background and assets must be quite substantial. Besides, he helped me and saved me because of He Huaizhang's influence."

"Is that what you think, He Huaizhang?"

“Yes, He Yizhou’s father died in a car accident the second year of our marriage. At the time, the traffic police classified it as an accident, and Qiao Yunyao and He Yizhou accepted the ruling.”

"Honey, from what you're saying, there's something fishy about He Huaizhang's car accident? You have suspicions?"

"I did have my doubts back then, but He Yizhou and Qiao Yunyao both accepted the traffic police's ruling, so I had nothing to say. At the time, I was just a housewife who often accompanied He Yizhou to discuss business. Given He Yizhou's indifferent attitude towards me back then, he would never have believed what I said."

"These are all matters of the He family, none of our business, wife, don't worry about them."

"Well, of course I won't care now."

"That's good. Shall we go take a shower together?"

Mo Tingye's lips curled up slightly, forming a smile.

"Go wash it yourself. Don't think I don't know what you're up to."

Mu Qianqian replied with a coquettish tone.

"Honey, we're going on a trip with the babies tomorrow, but we have a few little 'third wheels' with us, so..."

"You're spoiled."

Mu Qianqian pursed her lips and smiled.

Her husband still treated her body the same way he did when they first got married, enjoying the taste and being deeply passionate about her.

"I took a shower."

Mo Tingye picked up his wife and carried her into the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, Mo Tingye quickly stripped his wife of her clothes.

He turned on the hot water valve in the bathtub, filled it with water, added two drops of essential oil, and then placed his wife into the tub.

Mo Tingye's burning lips kissed his wife's lips.

Not long after, suggestive sounds came from the bathroom.

"Honey, I forgot about that..."

Just as Mo Tingye was about to make his move, Mu Qianqian pushed him away.

"I'll get it."

"it is good."

Mo Tingye quickly left the bathroom.

He opened the bedside table drawer, took one, and quickly slipped into the bathroom.

An hour later, a exhausted Mu Qianqian was carried out of the bathroom by Mo Tingye and placed on the bed.

Mu Qianqian slept soundly that night.

Mo Tingye, however, found it difficult to fall asleep.

He is, after all, the current president of the Mo Group. His interactions with Master Xue, whether as a way of repaying a debt of gratitude or not, might cause turmoil within the group.

He thought about it a lot.

He didn't fall into a deep sleep until dawn.

In Mo Tingfeng's bedroom

Zhuang Ziyan fed her son Hao Hao milk, then asked the nanny to take him to the nursery.

"Honey, don't you think Grandpa is being a little too nice to Second Uncle?"

Mo Tingfeng asked while changing his pajamas.

"How to say?"

“Look, my second uncle did such a thing to the Mo Group when he was young, but after so many years, my grandfather still forgave him so easily. After my second uncle fell ill, my grandfather brought him to Country C and even asked my second brother to find a famous doctor to treat him. Now he wants to return the Yangzhou Group to him and even use his own shares to offset the cost of acquiring the Yangzhou Group.”

After Mo Tingfeng finished speaking, a look of confusion appeared on his face.