Chapter 79 Encounter with Mrs. Zhao

Jian Mo picked up the golden card and looked at it under the light. It looked like money.

"Mr. Huo is really extravagant."

"Yes, the gentleman is very kind to his wife."

Jian Mo smiled faintly, not taking the words to heart. She placed the card under her chin and patted her face, "I never thought I'd get to experience the feeling of being kept by someone again in my lifetime."

maid:"……"

After getting this card, Jian Mo went to the beauty salon several more times. The waiters were much nicer when they saw the gold card. The facial area was also moved to a separate cubicle with fruits and other food next to it.

There were many rich ladies here, so Jian Mo couldn't help feeling a little nervous. After all, she was just a sparrow, and it was always awkward to break into a phoenix's nest.

"Let me ask you, are all the women in the VIP box wives of rich people?" Jian Mo asked the waiter in a low voice. Huo Qichen was willing to spend such a huge amount of money on her, so the women here should be of similar status.

The waiter patiently replied, "Some are daughters of wealthy families, and of course most are wives of wealthy families."

Jian Mo knew what was going on. "Are they all very fierce?"

The waiter forced a smile, "Most of them... are quite cultured."

After finishing the facial, Jian Mo went to the bathroom before leaving.

Outside, there were gorgeously dressed women washing their hands. Their faces had obviously been plastic surgery and were extremely delicate.

"Mrs. Zhao, I heard that Brother Qian lost a few games at Wenhua and got scolded?" one of the women asked with a curious look on her face.

"Hmph, a gambler will never achieve anything great." The woman called Mrs. Zhao wiped her face in front of the mirror with disdain.

"That's not entirely true. The Zhao family only has him as their son, and he'll have to inherit the family in the future. He'll eventually grow up."

Jian Mo was sitting in the toilet cubicle and inadvertently heard these words, which sounded somewhat familiar to her.

The Zhao family? Zhao Qian? Wasn't this the young man Huo Qichen had met at Wenhua? She'd said he was trying to trick her.

Is that Mrs. Zhao outside? That stepmother?

"It would be better to have another child when he grows up. It's a pity that the old man is useless."

The two women laughed ambiguously, and Jian Mo blushed when she heard the laughter.

"So what do you think? Don't blame me for being harsh. You're a latecomer. I don't know how much money the old man will leave for you when he passes away. Have you left a way out for yourself?"

Mrs. Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Of course I will leave a way out. I can't rely solely on the Zhao family. If I can't get it, no one else can."

The tone was clearly filled with calculation. "A few days ago, I met with the director of Wan Jing and obtained a piece of evidence..."

"Snap"

The cell phone in Jian Mo's hand dropped to the ground, and the noise outside stopped abruptly. Jian Mo closed his eyes and felt so depressed that he wanted to chop off his own hands.

After a moment, under the vigilant gazes of the two women, Jian Mo slowly pushed open the cubicle door, pretended to be calm, washed his hands, and then prepared to leave.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhao said, "Wait a minute!"

Jian Mo's back froze. "What's the matter?"

"Turn around."

She looked desperate, then forced a smile and turned her head, "Hello."

Mrs. Zhao is very young, only a few years older than Zhao Qian, but she is actually his stepmother.

Zhao Tai crossed his arms over his chest, walked forward and examined Jian Mo for a long time, "...Why do you look so familiar?"

The woman behind her was also examining her and suddenly said, "Isn't this the woman who caused trouble here the other day?"

Jian Mo could recognize this, and her face almost froze with laughter. "Good memory, it's me."

"What are you doing here? This is the VIP restroom." Mrs. Zhao asked condescendingly. She seemed superior, but in fact she was full of vigilance.

"...Because I am also a VIP." Jian Mo said calmly and cleared his throat.

"You too?" They looked at each other, clearly disbelieving, contempt written all over their faces. "Show me your card."

Caught in a dilemma, Jian Mo knew that she was outnumbered and could only take out the card from her bag.

The woman behind Mrs. Zhao snatched the card, compared it with her own, and concluded, "It's not fake."

"You opened it yourself?"

This question touched upon a woman's self-esteem, and Jian Mo said, "Of course I can't afford it, it's a man who drives it."

You're not going to ask who the man is, are you?

"Who's your man?"

"..." Jian Mo's mind raced, and after a few seconds of silence, she replied, "You all know that in this circle, a man's identity cannot be revealed casually. My two sisters, please understand me."

They were skeptical, but also accepted this statement. This is the current situation.

"Mrs. Zhao, this must be the mistress of some important official."

Mrs. Zhao started fiddling with her hair, having already let down her guard. "Got it, you can go now."

Jian Mo turned around and left, fearing that she would be kept again.

Since they can accept this statement so easily, they must be the mistresses.

On the way back to Mingyuan, Jian Mo's mind was full of Mrs. Zhao's words.

Wanjing happens to be the group that Huo Qichen is planning to acquire. Could what Mrs. Zhao said be related to this matter?

It was already dark. Jian Mo ran into Mingyuan quickly and didn't see any cars in the yard. "Is Mr. Huo not back yet?"

Seeing her in a hurry, the servant said, "Mr. Huo called and said he has an appointment tonight and won't be back."

"Did he say where he was entertaining?"

“Well… no.”

Jian Mo took a deep breath and walked around the house anxiously for a few times. She thought about it and called Huo Qichen. The phone rang for a while but no one answered. When she called again, the call was hung up.

Are you talking about something? Jian Mo still felt something was wrong, so she picked up her bag and left.

"Master, heaven on earth."

Combined with the previous examples, he should not discuss important matters in his own territory, so there is only one place, heaven on earth.

As the neon lights came on, people flocked to the entrance of the nightclub, making it as lively as ever.

This time, Jian Mo was stopped again and asked who she was looking for.

Jian Mo was stunned. She couldn't say she was looking for Master Li this time. "...I'm looking for Liang Qiu! Your Manager Liang." She had an idea.

The waiter said businesslike, "Do you have a reservation?"

"The situation is urgent. If you still have time to come to me to make an appointment, will you be responsible if something goes wrong?" Jian Mo shouted bravely.

The waiter exchanged glances with his colleague on the other side, somewhat hesitant.

Then one of them went in, found Luotuo's figure in the crowd, and said something to him.

Immediately, Jian Mo met Liang Qiu's inquiring eyes. She waved excitedly, meaning, it's me!

Liang Qiu smiled uninhibitedly, apologized to the boss who was entertaining guests, and strode to the door. "Miss Jian, what are you doing here?"

Jian Mo looked behind him, "Is Huo Qichen here tonight?"

Liang Qiu motioned her to come in. There was a commotion inside, and they stood in a corner.

"What do you want from Achen?"

Jian Mo frowned, "You haven't answered me whether he is here or not."

Liang Qiu smiled even more, and stared at her face carefully, "Even if I were here, I can't let you break in like this."