“Miss Mo, please wait a moment. We are very grateful that you saved Xiangru and her child. Ten million is indeed not enough to repay your kindness.” As he spoke, Zou Shijie quickly took out a checkbook from his suit pocket, wrote his name in strong and powerful penmanship on the checkbook, and then quickly tore it off. He then took out a business card and handed it to Mo Jing, saying, “Please accept this check. We owe you a favor. If there is anything we can do to help you in the future, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

“Cousin, this woman is so greedy. You can give her a check and that’s fine, but why make her owe you a favor?” Mu Xiangru looked at Zou Shijie with some disapproval. How precious is a favor from the second young master of the Zou family? What if this woman uses it to ask for money again?

"Xiangru, she is your savior, how can you talk to her like that? Apologize to her right now!" Zou Shijie looked at Mu Xiangru with a rather unpleasant expression.

It was rare to see Zou Shijie with a stern face, but because of this woman, Mu Xiangru was even more displeased. Pouting, she said unhappily, "What's there to apologize for? The money from my savior has already been returned, we're even."

"Xiangru..." They've really spoiled her too much; now she's so pampered she can't even distinguish right from wrong. Ten million is just a small amount to them, but that person risked their life to save them back then—how can it be the same? Besides, with the Mo family's wealth, they don't need to extort this little bit of money. Although he still doesn't know what Mo Jing wants to do with that ten million.

Mo Jing glanced at the business card, picked it up with her slender, fair fingers, looked at it again, and then put it away. She carefully put the check away as well, then said, "No need for apologies. I have other things to do, so I'll be leaving now." Without waiting for them to reply, she got up and left.

"I'll take you." Zou Shijie said this out of gentlemanly manners, but it made Mu Xiangru unhappy. "Cousin, what am I going to do if you take her? You promised to come with me to look at baby products later."

Mo Jing tidied her hair behind her ear and said lightly, "Thank you, but no need."

Zou Shijie watched Mo Jing's retreating figure, wondering what kind of girl she was. She seemed so strange. Rumors circulated that the Mo family's daughter was spoiled and willful, but she didn't seem willful at all. Her speech and manners were impeccable, and her demeanor elegant and composed. It seemed the rumors were indeed unreliable.

As soon as Mo Jing left the coffee shop, she called Lin Hao.

The two arranged to meet at a restaurant, and Lin Hao felt uneasy the whole way. Ever since he agreed to work for Mo Jing, he had been regretting it. Especially after returning to school and hearing about her beating up Su Qing, he felt even more certain that he couldn't trust a woman who only knew how to fight and cause trouble. Fortunately, Mo Jing didn't appear at school for several days afterward, and he thought she was just joking, which reassured him a bit. But just as he was starting to relax, she called him.

Mo Jing arranged to meet at a restaurant specializing in farm-style cuisine. The restaurant's decor was antique and had a rustic feel. Led by a waiter, Lin Hao arrived at the private room Mo Jing had booked.

Mo Jing was already inside, eating with her bowl and chopsticks. The meal was simple: four dishes and a soup. When she saw Lin Hao come in, she asked the waiter to bring her another bowl and chopsticks.