Since receiving the email from the unknown number a few months ago, Xiao Zichen asked Liu Mingyu to secretly investigate what happened two and a half years ago. However, because Mo Zhenye is no longer alive, many things cannot be confirmed, but Xiao Zichen still found some clues.
"Hey, Mingyu, are you asleep?"
After watching for a while, Xiao Zichen called Liu Mingyu.
"Mr. Xiao, are you okay yet?"
"Well, you can hand over the matters at hand tomorrow and then go to Yucheng."
"Did Xiao always want to investigate that project back then?"
As expected of Xiao Zichen's most capable assistant, Liu Mingyu knew what he was going to do just by mentioning a place name.
"Well, the reason why Sino-Ocean was in crisis back then was because the project in Yucheng had problems. Now that I think about it, maybe that project was a trap early on."
Xiao Zichen said coldly, obviously, he already had his own guess.
"Understood, I will go there tomorrow."
"Don't tell anyone."
"Know."
After that, Xiao Zichen hung up the phone and stayed in the study for a while. He didn't walk out of the study until one o'clock in the morning.
Xiao Zichen was about to go back to the bedroom, but when he saw the faint night light coming from the ajar door of the bedroom, Xiao Zichen stopped, then turned around and went to the guest room next to him.
The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning, Jiang Moyao woke up and found that the place beside him was very flat. Apparently Xiao Zichen did not go back to his room to sleep last night.
Jiang Moyao was sitting on the bed, the scenes from last night were repeated little by little, and her expression became more and more ugly.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Jiang Moyao hurriedly got out of bed and prepared to go to the bathroom, but at this time the door was pushed open and Xiao Zichen appeared at the door.
Seeing Jiang Moyao standing beside the bed, Xiao Zichen said calmly.
"Are you awake? Are you still feeling unwell? If you have a headache, just rest at home today!"
Jiang Moyao felt a little disappointed when he heard this plain tone, glanced at the flat half bed, and said.
"Didn't you sleep last night?"
Xiao Zichen was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said.
"Fansite's cooperation project needs to be revised. I was in the study last night."
With that said, Xiao Zichen walked to the dressing room. After a while, a man in a suit and leather shoes came out, and Jiang Moyao also happened to come out of the bathroom.
"I'm going to the company first."
"Zi Chen, wait, I'm with you."
With that said, Jiang Moyao quickly changed into a set of clothes and chased him out of the bedroom.
"Momo, you drank too much yesterday, please rest more at home."
For some reason, Xiao Zichen didn't want to go to the company with Jiang Moyao today, so he made an excuse. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Moyao hugged him from behind.
"Zi Chen, are you angry? I drank too much last night and what I said was all nonsense. It's because I love you so much and I'm so afraid of losing you. I'm afraid that Mo Yurou will take you away from me again.
, I can’t lose you anymore.”
Finally, Xiao Zichen relented, turned around, and hugged Jiang Moyao.
"Okay, it's all over. Mo Yurou and I have nothing to do with each other anymore. You really don't need to be so nervous. By the way, go back and pack your things and move them here today!"
In order to make Jiang Moyao feel at ease, Xiao Zichen made concessions.
After hearing this, Jiang Moyao finally breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at Xiao Zichen, stood up on tiptoes, kissed Xiao Zichen's cool thin lips, and said.
"I will go to the company with you first and then go back to pack things in the afternoon. You are right. This cooperation project is very important to Dora Jewelry. I cannot let Mo Yurou affect this cooperation."
Jiang Moyao became the considerate, considerate and generous woman of the past again. After saying that, Jiang Moyao changed her shoes and came to the gate.
Looking at Jiang Moyao who looked completely different from last night, Xiao Zichen was in a daze. He was really confused as to which one was the real Jiang Moyao.
The two of them took the elevator downstairs. Xiao Zichen opened the door for Jiang Moyao. Jiang Moyao got in the car and felt something pricking her body. She immediately moved a little to the side and then touched an earring.
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When Jiang Moyao saw the earrings, he immediately thought, weren't they the pair that Mo Yurou wore last night? His face suddenly darkened.
At this time, Xiao Zichen happened to get into the car and saw the earrings in Jiang Moyao's hand, but didn't pay attention because there were often things left by Jiang Moyao in his car.
Seeing that Xiao Zichen was silent, Jiang Moyao simply waved the earring in front of Xiao Zichen and asked.
"Does it look good?"
"Not bad. Did you buy it new?"
Jiang Moyao had a lot of jewelry, so Xiao Zichen really couldn't tell whether this earring belonged to Jiang Moyao.
But in Jiang Moyao's opinion, such an answer meant that he didn't care about her. She could remember every tie, every watch on Xiao Zichen's body, even the inconspicuous cuffs.
Jiang Moyao held the earring tightly in her hand and started to wonder why Mo Yurou's earring appeared in Xiao Zichen's car. After she left last night, did Xiao Zichen know whether it was Huo De or Mo?
Yurou.
With these doubts, Jiang Moyao said nothing the whole way. When he arrived at the company, he said goodbye to Xiao Zichen lightly, and then went to the design department. Xiao Zichen thought that Jiang Moyao had a grudge because of last night.
Because of Mi Xiu's arrival, Mo Yurou felt much more relaxed today. She just helped introduce the exhibits at the exhibition, and half a day passed in a flash.
At noon, Mo Yurou was about to take Mi Xiu out for dinner when she received a call.
Although the number was not saved, Mo Yurou immediately knew who the other party was when she saw the number, but she was curious why she called her.
The phone rang three or four times before Mo Yurou answered the call.
"Hello!"
Mo Yurou didn't ask who it was, nor did she call the other person's name.
"Miss Mo, it's me, Jiang Moyao. I wonder if you have time in the afternoon. I have something I need to give to you."
Hearing this, Mo Yurou was a little confused as to what Jiang Moyao could give her. But since the other party called her, I believe she couldn't refuse. After thinking about it, she replied.
"Meet you at the coffee shop next to the exhibition center at three o'clock in the afternoon."
After saying that, Mo Yurou hung up the phone.
In the blink of an eye, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Mo Yurou went as requested. When she arrived at the coffee shop, Jiang Moyao was already there.
When she got off the car just now, Mo Yurou left her wheelchair in the car and walked in by herself.
Arriving at where Jiang Moyao was, Mo Yurou sat down opposite her, then ordered a glass of mocha and asked straight to the point.
"Ms. Jiang, there is something you need to give to me."
For some reason, every time she saw Mo Yurou, Jiang Moyao had a spontaneous feeling of inferiority. She was obviously very good, but when facing Mo Yurou, she would subconsciously deny herself.
No, seeing Mo Yurou sitting elegantly and calmly in front of him, with a calm tone, neither humble nor overbearing, Mo Yurou could easily stimulate Jiang Moyao.
Jiang Moyao pursed her lips tightly, took out the earrings she saw in the morning from her bag, and threw them directly in front of Mo Yurou.
"Miss Mo, since you have divorced Zi Chen, please pay attention to your identity."
Jiang Moyao tried his best to maintain his last trace of elegance.
Mo Yurou saw the earrings in front of her and smiled lightly, then picked them up and put them in her bag, saying in a calm tone.
"I thought I left it in the hotel, but I didn't expect it to be picked up by Miss Jiang. Thank you."
Mo Yurou probably guessed where Jiang Moyao picked up the earring, but she didn't prick it because she didn't think it was necessary.
But Jiang Moyao didn't want to let it go.
"Mo Yurou, why don't you ask me where I picked it up?"
"Oh, then may I ask where Miss Jiang found it?"
Mo Yurou followed Jiang Moyao's question and asked. Such a casual attitude made Jiang Moyao feel that it was a provocation.
"Mo Yurou, why are your earrings in Zi Chen's car? It was you who proposed the divorce. Now that you are divorced, why are you still pestering Zi Chen?"
Hearing such a question, Mo Yurou smiled faintly and asked.
"Ms. Jiang, what can an earring prove? Mr. Xiao just sent me back last night. I wonder what Miss Jiang is worried about?"
"Hmph, by the way, Yutingwan and Huating Garden are to the east and west of Haoting. Where can I find the way?"
Jiang Moyao was a little angry.
When Mo Yurou heard this, a trace of suspicion flashed in her eyes. Last night, Xiao Zichen said she wanted to go back to Xiao's house, so she agreed to take his car.
But Mo Yurou didn't want to live longer, or she felt that Mo Yurou told a white lie just for Huo De's sake.
"Why, Miss Mo can't answer. What do you want? Didn't you go to England? Why are you coming back? What schemes do you want to play?"
Seeing that Mo Yurou didn't speak, Jiang Moyao, who guessed Mo Yurou's thoughts correctly, became even more angry and asked directly.
Mo Yurou frowned, she couldn't tolerate others slandering her, let alone the woman in front of her. Her face suddenly darkened, and her words were not as polite as before.
"Ms. Jiang, what are you worried about? Are you afraid that my ex-wife will get back together or that you don't believe your beloved man's feelings for you? I was born and raised in Luo City, and my home is in Luo City. Why, should I go back to Luo City?
I still need your permission, Miss Jiang."
After saying that, Mo Yurou stood up. She was too lazy to tangle with this kind of woman. She was not like Jiang Moyao who liked to turn around.
It was she who didn't want Xiao Zichen in the first place. Now that she had thrown it away, she would never pick it up again, even if she still had feelings for that man in her heart.
Mo Yurou took out a hundred yuan note, put it on the table, and said.
"Ms. Jiang, please don't disturb me except for official business."
Then, Mo Yurou turned around and was about to leave, but Jiang Moyao rushed over and grabbed her.
"Mo Yurou, don't leave. Are you feeling guilty? You came back just to break up the relationship between me and Zi Chen, right? What happened to you and him last night?"
Jiang Moyao suddenly went crazy and dragged Mo Yurou, all he could think about was the scene of Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou together.