Mo Yanhuan narrowed his eyes and approached her step by step, saying in a flippant tone, "One of my admirers."
"Then why were my clothes, shoes, and phone in your suite?"
Lin Yue's question hit the nail on the head, and coupled with her clear, innocent eyes, Mo Yanhuan was momentarily stunned and panicked.
“That admirer… was Jiang Li. She knocked on my door in the middle of the night wearing your clothes. When I opened the door, she threw herself into my arms…”
"Alright, you don't need to go into the details," Lin Yue hurriedly interrupted him. "In short, the girl you were with last night was Jiang Li, not me, right?"
"right."
Lin Yue picked up her phone, pressed the end recording button, and smiled knowingly. "Thank you, Mr. Mo. If you also like Jiang Li, I hope you will treat her well. She is a very good girl."
Mo Yanhuan looked at her in astonishment, "You recorded it? Why would you do that?"
"My husband misunderstood some things, and I had no choice but to do this. I'm really sorry." Lin Yue apologized, but her eyes showed no concern for the man's dark expression.
"Mr. Mo, thank you again for telling me all this. I won't bother you any longer. Goodbye." With that, he left.
Mo Yanhuan's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water. He angrily waved his arm, sweeping everything off the desk and then made a phone call to Jiang Kerou.
"The plan has changed. Lin Yue already knows about what happened last night. She's very clever. She deliberately tried to get information out of me and even recorded it."
"Jiang Li, what are you doing at the door? Do you need to see President Mo?" Secretary Qiu's voice suddenly came from the doorway.
Mo Yanhuan's gaze froze for a moment. She quickly hung up the phone, got up, walked to the door, opened it, and saw Jiang Li's evasive expression. She pulled her into the office, pinned her against the door, and coldly asked, "What did you hear?"
Jiang Li was extremely nervous at this moment, even afraid.
"Mr. Mo, are you plotting against Lin Yue? You were the one with me last night. I was wondering why it felt so real. Why did you do this?"
Mo Yanhuan suddenly smiled gently, a smile as warm as the spring sun. She gently stroked Jiang Li's cheek and slowly said, "You like me, don't you?"
Jiang Li just blinked her big eyes, not daring to speak, but her cheeks flushed red.
Mo Yanhuan leaned close to her ear, her thin lips parted slightly, "If you like me, don't do anything that will make me hate you, okay?" Her voice was gentle, yet it carried a cold warning.
Jiang Li was almost completely bewildered, but she resisted the urge to nod and cautiously asked, "You like Lin Yue, right? What did you mean by the change in plans you just mentioned?"
Mo Yanhuan's expression changed instantly. "Curiosity killed the cat, do you understand that? Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't say what you shouldn't say. Get back to work and get out of here."
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