Chapter 7 Thanks to Mr. Mo



The engagement party was still going on. After Wen Jingyi got the brooch back, she walked away and stroked the damaged gem with heartache.

What is precious is not the price, but the few things that my adoptive mother left for me.

Now that it has been recovered, she has to approach Mr. Mo even if it means she will be in vain and get clues about the restoration process from him.

Who knew that Mo Yunfan was actually different from his cold appearance, cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and extremely easy to talk to.

He has already promised to take Wen Jingyi to contact the restoration studio after today's banquet.

"Don't worry, it is said that this studio was indeed founded by the descendants of the Jiang family, and it will definitely be restored to its original state."

On the way, Mo Yunfan sat on the side of the car, his expression hidden in the dark shadows, and his tone was soothing and bewitching: "If anything goes wrong, I will take responsibility."

“No, no…”

Wen Jingyi was actually distracted, wondering how she had inexplicably gotten into the car of someone she had just met.

Hearing this, he quickly shook off his thoughts, pursed his lips and smiled politely, "It's great that Mr. Mo provided me with the contact information of the repairman. As for what happens next, it all depends on my fate with this brooch."

At worst...

As long as she could find the brooch, she wouldn't ask for anything else.

"I wonder where this brooch, Miss Wen, came from. Seeing how much you care about it, it must be worth a lot of money."

Mo Yunfan rubbed it slowly with his fingertips a few times, and said softly, "Miss Wen, since you care so much about it, I'm sure your wish will come true. The brooch will be restored to its original state as you wish."

Perhaps this sentence touched Wen Jingyi's heart. She smiled and said in a more relaxed tone: "Then I'll borrow Mr. Mo's good words."

The most precious thing about this brooch is the lustrous emerald gem.

The second most precious thing is the exquisite enamel craftsmanship on the base.

Wen Jingyi also heard from her adoptive mother that this craft came from a long-lost Jiangnan family, so when she heard Mo Yunfan mention it.

In fact, I don’t hold much hope.

Who would have thought that three days later I would actually receive the finished product from the studio.

In just three days, the base was restored to its original state, with even the smallest details restored to their original state.

Wen Jingyi almost cried when she received the brooch.

Since the death of 'Chen Zekai', her life has changed drastically again. Now that her adoptive mother's brooch is back in her hands, Wen Jingyi's empty heart finally has a little comfort.

"By the way, I also want to thank Mr. Mo."

Fortunately, she had left Mo Yunfan's business card last time. Wen Jingyi thought about it and carefully asked, "The brooch has been repaired. I wonder if Mr. Mo would be convenient to come out for dinner. You can decide the time..."

Finally, Wen Jingyi bit her lip and looked at the brooch, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

Could it be that he was willing to help me because he was also interested in enamel craftsmanship, so he took the initiative to pull the strings?

In this case, Wen Jingyi simply held the repaired brooch in her hands, took a serious photo in front of the camera, and nodded solemnly after sending it out.

This should not go wrong.

On the other end of the phone, on the top floor of the Nebula headquarters building, in a conference room with only a dozen people, sat some of the most well-known leaders in the country.

The employee who was reporting the progress suddenly stopped and looked at Mr. Mo in disbelief, who was actually absent-minded and looking at his mobile phone.

"continue."

A cold voice came without turning back. The employee shrank his head, coughed lightly and continued quickly, not daring to glance around again.

After the meeting, he saw Mo Yunfan actually stand up and leave, and subconsciously blurted out: "Boss Mo, there is another meeting tonight."

Mo Yunfan's cold and sharp gaze swept over. He had broad shoulders and long legs, an upright posture, and his superior eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

After glancing at the conference room unhappily, he calmly instructed his assistant, "Record the meeting summary."

After saying that, he stood up and left, quickly disappearing into the special elevator.

-

The restaurant environment is elegant. Wen Jingyi, wearing a blue dress, with distant eyes and a temperament as calm as a lily, sits under the starry sky, with the violin pouring out behind her.

The slender neck is slightly lowered, beautiful as a dream, attracting countless prying eyes.

When Mo Yunfan arrived, he happened to see her slightly open her red lips and take a sip of warm water. When the two of them looked at each other unintentionally, the air around them seemed to stagnate for a moment.

"The brooch suits you very well."

He lowered his eyes to hide the fleeting surprise, kept his distance and said slowly, "It seems that the studio has lived up to Miss Wen's expectations."

really……

Wen Jingyi's lips curled up slightly. It seemed that Mr. Mo helped her because the brooch really caught his eye, so the uneasiness in her heart also subsided.

He also echoed: "Thanks to Mr. Mo's help, otherwise the brooch would probably be covered in dust forever."

"It can't be worn by Miss Wen, otherwise it will be covered in dust." He said as a matter of course.

"Mr. Mo, you're joking," the restaurant began to slowly serve the appetizers. Wen Jingyi apologized again, "I'm disturbing Mr. Mo on a workday. Maybe I'm being too abrupt. I hope I didn't delay Mr. Mo's work."

Mo Yunfan responded calmly and casually, "I just returned to China, and the company is still in its recovery phase. I've been mainly adapting to the pace of life back home, so I haven't been busy with work."

That's good……

The more Wen Jingyi talked, the more she realized that Mo Yunfan was completely different from what was rumored.

Few people in the industry have seen him in person, and he rarely participates in magazines or interviews. Perhaps it's because he's so distant from the outside world that Mo Yunfan has been rumored to be a monster...

He was obviously talkative and tactful. Wen Jingyi hadn't had such a relaxed conversation with someone in a long time.

Outside the restaurant.

Shen Zekai stepped out of the car with his long legs, straightened his tie, exhaled a breath, and looked heavy.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion or a coincidence.

Ever since we failed to retain Mo Yunfan at the engagement party last time, several of the company's projects have been going against the flow, as if we had lost hundreds of millions just because we failed to retain Mo Yunfan.

Shen Zekai was naturally unwilling to accept this. He was now in control of the Shen family's company. If the Shen family was not doing well, the final pressure would be placed on him alone.

So after finally finding out Mo Yunfan's schedule, Shen Zekai was determined to find a way to meet Mo Yunfan, even if it meant leaving Bai Mengqiu who was happily choosing wedding candies behind.

"call……"

This time we can only succeed, not fail.

He lowered his footsteps, his whole body solemn, and a look of relief appeared on his face when he saw Mo Yunfan.

After taking two quick steps eagerly, he finally saw the woman sitting opposite Mo Yunfan, chatting and laughing. Shen Zekai seemed to be hit by a wake-up call, and his steps immediately became unsteady.

At this moment, Wen Jingyi shook her head and laughed. She and Mo Yunfan were chatting excitedly, and she said helplessly: "Mr. Mo is very knowledgeable. I am ashamed of myself."

"It's just a little show of some side business," Mo Yunfan invited, "If Miss Wen is interested in technology companies, you can visit Xingyun when you have time."

"That's great—"

"hiss……"

Wen Jingyi suddenly gasped, frowned and looked at the person who suddenly grabbed her wrist, followed by the familiar black suit, and saw Shen Zekai's face full of gloom.

He felt an inexplicable pang of pain in his chest, which eventually turned into anger: "Why are you here? My brother's funeral just ended, and you can't wait to come out and find a man?"

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