Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 975 975: The Stagger-and-Puke Combo Meal

However, Mo Wuji quickly understood that the Mo Family wanted to use this method to keep him.
They wanted to move his mother's remains to the Mo Family cemetery to be buried with his father, so that he would have no reason to leave the Mo Family.
These old foxes.
But everything was part of his plan, Mo Wuji chuckled inwardly, in fact, he wasn't completely uninterested in the position of Family Head of the Mo Family.
Becoming the Family Head of the Mo Family had many benefits; first, he'd have absolute control in the Mo Family, making it easier to help Qin Yi in the future. Besides, he didn't want to see the Mo Family collapse.
If he left the Mo Family, Qin Yi would definitely attack the Mo Family without hesitation.
"Young Master, if your father and mother are buried together, then you won't leave the Mo Family, right?" Mo Fushui said hopefully.
Mo Wuji pondered for a moment.
Mo Fushui hurriedly said, "Young Master, I know the Mo Family has wronged you a lot. But after all, we all bear the surname Mo. Are you really willing to see the Mo Family decline?"
Mo Wuji pursed his lips, reluctantly saying, "Alright! I agree to take on the position of Family Head."
Mo Fushui was visibly pleased.
"But I can't assume the position of Family Head just yet."
The smile on Mo Fushui's face froze.
"Elder, don't get me wrong, I'm not going back on my word. The Family Head just passed away; although his remains are gone, I want to build him a cenotaph. Besides, I will retrieve my mother's remains, and once everything is taken care of, I will assume the position of Family Head."
Mo Fushui sighed with relief and said with a smile, "Everything is as it should be. Okay, we'll do as you say. Let's set a one-month deadline, and hold the succession ceremony then."
Mo Wuji nodded slightly.
At this moment, he was truly excited; twenty years for this day.
Right now, he wanted more than anything to share this good news with Qin Yi.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that the reason he befriended Qin Yi wasn't because of what Qin Yi could offer him, but because he needed a friend to share happiness with.
Qin Ankang, though trustworthy, was overly cautious. Despite being loyal, his status prevented him from speaking freely.
After bidding farewell to Mo Fushui, the two returned to the Young Master's courtyard.
"Who's there?"
As they walked into the yard, they saw a figure sitting at the stone table.
Qin Ankang instinctively shouted.
But once they saw clearly, Qin Ankang quickly bowed in respect, "It's Young Master Qin, my mistake, forgive me for the offense."
Mo Wuji, however, burst out laughing, very happily. He had been thinking of sharing the good news with Qin Yi, not expecting Qin Yi to be there already.
"Ankang, you forgot that Brother Qin can't hear temporarily. Go prepare some wine; today I want to drink with Brother Qin till we're drunk."
Qin Ankang nodded slightly; he knew the Young Master's mood was excellent right now.
Mo Wuji sat across from Qin Yi, unable to suppress a huge smile. However, Qin Yi, after a moment of surprise, showed an expression of disdain.
Mo Wuji was unbothered, quickly stepped into the room and grabbed paper and pen, writing, "Brother Qin, they have finally agreed to let my parents be buried together."
Qin Yi glanced at it, then smiled, nodding slightly, "Wish fulfilled, congratulations, Mo Family Head."
Mo Wuji was slightly stunned, writing, "Brother Qin already guessed?"
"Is that so hard to guess?"
Mo Wuji laughed as he wrote, "Indeed, nothing can be hidden from Brother Qin."
"Stop the flattery." Qin Yi sneered.
Mo Wuji, with a serious face, wrote, "Brother Qin, thank you!"
He was genuinely grateful to Qin Yi; without Qin Yi's help, it would have been impossible for him to achieve this.
Qin Yi, however, looked dismissive, "Don't be pretentious, we're friends."
Mo Wuji's eyes suddenly turned red.
Qin Yi: "..."
"What's wrong with you? Don't give me that emotional stuff."
Mo Wuji: "..."
Qin Yi asked, "When will you inherit the Family Head position?"
Mo Wuji wrote on the paper, "In one month."
Qin Yi nodded, "I came because of this; I was afraid you'd foolishly refuse the Family Head position, causing discontent among the old guard and triggering conflict."
Mo Wuji was moved, "Brother Qin, I won't say thank you for your great kindness. In the future, wherever you need me, I will not hesitate."
"Then give me Little White Fairy."
Mo Wuji: "..."
Qin Yi burst into laughter, "Just kidding, Little White Fairy is excellent, but she falls short compared to my wife."
Mo Wuji rolled his eyes, even if you're a devoted husband, no need to belittle one and praise another, right?
But soon, Mo Wuji's expression grew serious, writing, "Brother Qin, this time you killed the Family Head of the Nan Family and Lei Family, leaving them leaderless and no suitable young candidates to succeed.
Now I worry their old ancestors might step in to manage things—you need to be careful."
Qin Yi nodded slightly; he had already thought of this.
"Need to find an opportunity to entirely eliminate the Lei Family and Nan Family."
Mo Wuji wrote, "Brother Qin, do you have a plan?"
Qin Yi shook his head, smiling wryly, "You think I'm God? Plans don't appear just like that."
"If Brother Qin isn't God, who dares claim to be?"
Qin Yi grinned, "You're flattering me too much."
"I'm serious."
"No need, you're really not good at flattery; it's an art. It should feel pleasant to the person. You're too deliberate, making my hair stand up."
Mo Wuji: "..."
At this time, Qin Ankang came over with the drinks, setting them on the stone table.
"Young Master Qin, Young Master, I'll stand guard outside."
Mo Wuji nodded slightly.
Mo Wuji picked up the pen and wrote, "Brother Qin, tonight let's drink until we're satisfied."
Qin Yi smiled, "Just afraid you can't handle it."
"Come on, tonight I'll risk my life to accompany you."
Qin Yi sneered, "Who's accompanying whom here?"
Qin Yi knew Mo Wuji was in high spirits today. Sometimes nothing needs to be said, just grab a jug and drink.
The two opened the seal on the jugs, clinked them, and raised their heads to gulp fiercely, finishing a third in one go.
Mo Wuji put down the jug, picked up the pen to write, "Brother Qin, no using Qi to dispel the effects of the alcohol."
Qin Yi sneered, "You think I'm like you? When it comes to drinking, I'm unbeatable in the world."
The two didn't exchange many words, just picked up their jugs and continued drinking.
Each jug weighed about a kilogram; the two drank heavily and quickly, downing it within ten minutes.
Mo Wuji's face was flushed red, eyes dazed.
Qin Yi almost threw up, drinking like this without using energy to dispel the alcohol's effects—who could withstand it? His tolerance was low, and while drinking, he let wine trickle down from the corner of his mouth, giving at least a quarter of a liter to the ground.
Despite this, he was now dizzy, seeing double of Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji grinned foolishly. Today he was truly happy, writing, "Brother Qin, are you okay?"
"What are you talking about? Do I ever have a moment where I'm not okay?" Qin Yi rolled his eyes.
"Then let's continue..."
Qin Yi: "..."
"If there were a couple of peanuts, I'd let you know what it means to walk and vomit at the same time."