Chapter 208 No wonder he risked his life
Jian Mo is a unique bright spot in the dull crowd.
Everyone watched as she cautiously walked over to Wen Jing and poured him a glass of wine. "Mr. Wen, this is the wine you requested."
Her fingers were long and slender, and when she bent down to pour the wine, her hair fell down, which was extremely seductive. Everyone present was there to watch the show. In their eyes, it was just child's play, and Wen Jing would never fall for it.
But unexpectedly, Wen Jing stared at her face in a trance, his mouth corners tense, and something flickered in his eyes.
"Is it you?"
Jian Mo pretended to be stupid, "Director Wen, have we met before?"
Perhaps it was because the lighting in this box was better, so Wen Jing could see more clearly. Little did she know that Jian Mo was unsure in her heart. She didn't know who she looked like, why Wen Yuan was so sure, and Wen Jing was indeed moved.
"Stay." Wen Jing picked up the glass of wine, took a sip, his face unclear.
Everyone had more respect for this woman, she was something special.
"Mr. Wen, it's your turn to play." Someone understood the hint and added.
Wen Jing looked around at the cards, then turned his head and asked Jian Mo, "You play."
"Me?" Jian Mo chuckled, "I don't understand cards."
"Watch it and you'll lose." Wen Jing said this with great momentum.
Jian Mo looked around and picked out a red Jack of Hearts and threw it out. When the cards fell, everyone laughed out loud, "Director Wen, it seems we have no choice but to accept it today."
Wen Jing was not angry either. He smiled and pushed all the chips in front of him away.
Jian Mo realized something was wrong and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wen."
"No problem, sit down."
After the round of cards, everyone was very attentive and started playing a new game on the side. Wen Jing and Jian Mo were the only ones here. She didn't dare sit down and spoke hurriedly, "Mr. Wen, please forgive me for being so presumptuous. The reason I followed you here is that I hope you can reconsider the project that Huo Wan brought to me. I've reviewed it, and it's definitely a good opportunity that will definitely make money."
Wen Jing was playing with the wine glass in his hand, his eyes never leaving her face, and the lingering look in his eyes made her feel uncomfortable.
After a long while, he finally spoke: "It was you who had the accident with Xiaoyuan at the factory?"
He understood, and Jian Mo nodded, "It's me."
"No wonder." Wen Jing chuckled in sudden realization, "No wonder Huo Qichen risked his life."
Jian Mo picked up his words at this time, "The person Mr. Huo risked his life for was Miss Wen. It really has nothing to do with me. Mr. Wen misunderstood."
As a father, he should be happy to see his daughter trying to please him like this.
"No." Wen Jing raised his hand instead, "Even if he did it for you, you're worth it."
This sudden affirmation made Jian Mo freeze. She was not sure what Wen Jing meant, so she poured him another glass of wine and wondered in her heart who she looked like.
Could it be Xiaoxiao? But her age when she went missing doesn't match Wen Jing's.
"A while ago, the Huo and Zhou families were in conflict, and you were involved." Wen Jing quickly guessed the entanglement, leaving Jian Mo at a loss as to how to respond.
"It's a fight between big companies, and I'm just a small fry."
"Whose side are you on?"
Wen Jing posed a pointed question. Under her gaze, Jian Mo couldn't lie. She thought of a compromise answer: "I'm just an insignificant person. Naturally, I'll support the weaker party. Obviously, Huo Wan is a victim in the fight between the gods, so I'm willing to fight for him."
"You're quite insightful." Wen Jing smiled with satisfaction. He sighed softly and said, "Go back and tell him that I've invested in this project."
Jian Mo was a little confused. She didn't understand why Wen Jing agreed so quickly.
"Mr. Wen, please forgive me for being so presumptuous. What is it that impressed you?"
Wen Jing half-supported his head and looked at her in the light of the lamp, "Are you unhappy that I voted?"
"I don't know where to start being happy."
He pulled the corner of his mouth, without trying to hide it, "You look a lot like an old friend of mine."
So that’s really why.
Jian Mo understood the hint and decided to accept it all. As long as she could get the money, everything would be fine. Not to mention that she looked like the old friend, she would also be willing to play the role of the old friend.
"It's my honor to look like Mr. Wen's old friend." She smiled.
Jian Mo wanted to ask who the old friend was, but when the words came to her lips, she felt it was presumptuous and did not continue to ask. She vaguely felt that Wen Jing and Wen Yuan were not the same.
She bent down slightly, while Wen Jing was calm and composed. The scene of the two looking at each other was warm and filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. Although the latter was old, he was so noble that one could ignore his age.
When Huo Qichen pushed open the door of the box, this was what he saw.
"I'm late." The magnetic voice of the exclusive man attracted the attention of many people.
The moment Jian Mo saw Huo Qichen, she froze and couldn't laugh anymore.
Wen Jing was still playing with the wine glass in his hand, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Huo Qichen greeted a few people before walking up to Wen Jing. He took off his suit jacket, handed it to the waiter, and sat down. "Uncle Wen, you're here too."
Wen Jing nodded, "Huo Wan came to see me today."
He was so straightforward that Jian Mo, who was standing beside him, didn't know who she was or how to react.
Huo Qichen stared at Jian Mo, not knowing for whom he spoke, "I'm sorry to trouble you. Huo Wan made a mistake during the competition between Liang Qi and me. I will deal with it. I didn't expect him to find you."
Hypocrisy, Jian Mo thought to herself.
"It doesn't matter. Logically speaking, you and he are both younger than me, so it's only right for me to give you more support." Wen Jing straightened his body and stretched his muscles.
Huo Qichen then turned the topic to Jian Mo, "Did you come here with Huo Wan?"
Jian Mo glanced at Wen Jing and said, "Yes, Mr. Huo."
"Director Wen doesn't usually see guests easily. He gave you face today. Don't be so reckless next time." Huo Qichen tapped the wine glass with his fingertips, his words full of warning, "It's not good to take yourself too seriously."
Jian Mo silently endured his warning, "I understand."
"Why are you so harsh on your subordinates? You're too rigid, Achen." Wen Jing once again examined Jian Mo. "I think the little girl is quite good."
Even though her reaction was slow, Jian Mo sensed the ambiguity and she subconsciously dodged.
"She's still young, please don't be offended, Uncle Wen." Huo Qichen quickly added and said to her, "Come here."
Jian Mo hesitated for a moment, but still walked behind him. She didn't know why, but she felt very safe at this moment.
"As long as you handle the relationship properly, I won't mind."
The smile on Wen Jing's lips was very subtle.
In an instant, Jian Mo understood most of it. Although he felt sympathy for her today, she could never compare to Wen Yuan, his own daughter.
It turned out that he knew her identity, but just didn't want to mention it openly, as if everyone was like this. As long as she didn't say it, she wouldn't be Mrs. Huo.
After thinking this through, Jian Mo became much more sober.
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