"Hey, Jingjing, you're here too! What a coincidence!" He Shaoqi, dressed in a black suit, greeted Mo Jing with his charming eyes, acting as if they were old friends.

"A tragic fate." Mo Jing frowned slightly and uttered two simple words.

"Jingjing, do you know those two?" In fact, Han Wenlei had already recognized He Shaoqi, the young man who had risen to prominence in the Southern Province in the past year. As the heir of one of the five great families in the Southern Province, how could he not know him?

But who is that person next to him? They exude such a powerful aura.

Mo Jing nodded and said calmly, "This is the CEO of Feng Teng Enterprise." As for the other one, to be honest, the situation yesterday was too chaotic, and she didn't even know his name, so she omitted him.

From the moment Ling Moyuan entered, aside from a fleeting look of amazement in Mo Jing's eyes at the beginning, he once again adopted his poker face and remained silent.

“Since we all know each other, and the day after tomorrow is my wedding day with Jingjing, how about coming over to join in the fun if you have time?” Han Wenlei is a businessman, and after learning about He Shaoqi’s background, he would naturally make friends with him as usual.

He Shaoqi looked at Han Wenlei, thinking, "You want to invite me? Do you think you can get me to do it?" He was about to politely refuse when a deep, mellow voice spoke first.

"Okay, Ling Moyuan." Unexpectedly, Ling Moyuan, who had been silent until now, suddenly uttered these simple words, forcing He Shaoqi to swallow back his refusal. And the last few words, Mo Jing understood—he was introducing himself; such a brief self-introduction.

What's wrong with this guy today? He usually refuses to attend all the family banquets he's invited to, no matter who it is. It's a miracle he agreed today. Something's fishy going on.

Mo Jing remained silent. The groom had already extended the invitation, and the bride had accepted. What could she say? It didn't matter to her who attended anyway. The wedding wouldn't go smoothly that day; it would just mean two more onlookers.

Ling Moyuan and his group came to pick up their custom-made suits, and left after taking the clothes.

While Han Wenlei went inside to change into a suit, Mo Jing received a phone call, which she used as an excuse to leave the bridal shop.

————This is the second update of the day. That's all for today's update. See you tomorrow.————

Inside the coffee shop!

Mo Jing quietly stirred the coffee in her cup with her spoon, occasionally making a tinkling sound when it touched the rim. Her long, smooth, soft hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and as she lowered her head, a few strands slipped down to her chest.

Sitting opposite her were a man and a woman. The woman was Mu Xiangru, the person she had saved at the bank that day. The man, according to Mo Jing's previous memories, was named Zou Shijie, the second young master of the Zou family, a renowned family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and also a famous medical genius. The person she had impulsively saved at the bank that day was actually Zou Shijie's cousin.

“Miss Mo, I’ve already heard about what happened that day from my cousin. I’m very grateful for your selfless rescue.” Zou Shijie’s clear and gentle voice was like the sound of a stone falling into a calm lake, soothing and profound.

"No need to be so polite, after all, I regretted it later." Mo Jing said frankly, she didn't want to say things like it was her duty or a small favor that she didn't mean.

After a moment of surprise, Zou Shijie laughed. His gentle and handsome face shone like the sunshine in March. "Miss Mo is so direct."