"Are you sure this plan is feasible?" Du Wei asked.
Joey sneered, "You have to know that once male animals are in estrus, they are always easy to get hot-headed."
"Well, I'll give you two more days. If you can't solve Jiao Yang within two days, then our cooperative relationship will have to be terminated." Du Wei hung up the phone.
"Hmph!" Joey listened to the disconnected signal tone on the phone and just snorted disdainfully, "He's just an illegitimate child. What's there to be proud of? If it wasn't for the sake of money, I would have blown your brains out.
Flowering."
In the business car outside Joey's villa, Mo Wen carefully listened to the conversation between the two of them again.
A pair of eyebrows slowly wrinkled.
This phone call contains too much information.
The person Joey and Du Wei wanted to deal with was Jiao Yang. This was something Mo Wen had never thought of. Could it be that their goal was not the Mo family? So, what was it?!
"Play the recording again." Mo Wen ordered.
The men followed orders.
Morven sat in the car seat, listening and thinking. When he heard Joey's last sigh, he became more and more confused.
"Illegitimate child?! Isn't this Du Wei the rich second generation?"
"We have checked his information. His resume is all false. In fact, he seems to be an orphan." A subordinate sent a stack of information.
Mo Wen took the information and flipped through it carefully, "Could it be that he and Jiao Yang had something to do with each other?!"
"This..." The subordinate shook his head slightly, "At present, it is still unclear."
"You continue to monitor."
Mo Wen pushed out of the car, returned to his car, and immediately drove towards Du Wei's address. Although he didn't know what was going on, he seemed to vaguely feel something. In order to figure everything out, he
I decided to follow Du Wei myself and see if I found anything.
When Mo Wen drove the car to Du Wei's residence, Mo Bei was standing in Jiao Yang's villa, watching Dr. Smith untie the gauze on Jiao Yang's back.
Jiao Yang's burns were not serious to begin with. After two days, the burns on his back had completely recovered and turned into black scabs.
"Recovering very well." Mr. Smith straightened up. "There is no need to bandage anymore from today on. Be careful not to wear too tight clothes to avoid rubbing the wound."
"Thank you." Jiao Yang thanked him politely.
Mr. Smith changed the dressing for the wound on his shoulder, sealed the gauze, and then left.
Mo Bei personally escorted him downstairs, returned upstairs, and took a look at Jiao Yang inside the door. She quickly walked into the study and packed away her computer and other things.
She said that she would leave after he recovered from the burn, and now it was time to leave.
Walking out with the computer, Mo Bei walked to Jiao Yang's door and saw that he was putting on his shirt. She hurriedly walked forward and helped him tidy up his shirt, and then knelt down to help him button his shirt.
"I can do it myself," Jiao Yang said.
Mo Bei ignored it and just helped him tie the buttons one by one before loosening his fingers and standing up.
"Your injuries have almost recovered, it's time for me to leave."
"Okay." Jiao Yang lowered his face and tried to keep his tone as relaxed as possible, "I've worked hard on you these past few days."
Mo Bei stood up and looked at his side face, "I will publicize the matter between the two of us to the outside world as soon as possible. However, we cannot rule out whether they will be detrimental to you. Otherwise, I will send you back to the Duke's Mansion.
