Although Xu Yan was not from a wealthy family, she was somewhat materialistic and, while she wouldn't say she knew everything about high society in the Southern Province, she did have a basic understanding of it.
"I'd never heard of He Shaoqi before; he suddenly appeared about a year ago. He has an amazing eye for business. He buys things that others don't think are worthless at low prices, and the price skyrockets in the blink of an eye. He's always right. Everyone says he's a business genius." Xu Yan spoke of He Shaoqi with a calm expression, showing none of the infatuation one would have when seeing a handsome man.
Mo Jing glanced at He Shaoqi, who was smiling broadly on the TV, and said to Xu Yan, "Let's go."
"Hey, who's that person next to him? He's really good-looking, but his expression is a bit cold." Xu Yan's exclamation drew Mo Jing's attention back.
Mo Jing followed her gaze and saw the television in the ward again. Behind He Shaoqi stood a man. He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with short hair, his black shirt collar slightly open, and slightly dark skin with a fatally sexy wheat-colored hue. His dark eyes were deep and bright, his nose high and straight, and his lips sensual—like a masterpiece crafted by God.
"Let's go!" Although the man was indeed quite handsome, Mo Jing had no interest in any men now, and even felt some aversion towards them. Having been hurt before, she was unwilling to trust men again, and pulled Xu Yan away.
Just as they reached the door, they ran into Han Wenlei, who had rushed over. Amid Xu Yan's teasing, the two got into the back seat of the car.
"It's almost noon, Jingjing, where would you like to have lunch later?" Han Wenlei asked considerately from the driver's seat.
Mo Jing leaned against the door, her gaze fixed on the scenery outside the car window, and replied calmly, "I want to go home and rest."
Han Wenlei was stunned, his face slightly embarrassed. He felt that Mo Jing seemed to have changed after the car accident, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.
Xu Yan intervened at the right moment: "Hospitals are crowded and busy places, so it's hard to get a proper rest. Jingjing has finally been discharged, so of course she wants to go home and rest properly first."
Upon hearing this, Han Wenlei smiled gently and said, "It was my oversight."
Mo Jing seemed not to hear what they were saying. She just sat quietly, staring blankly out the window, carefully observing the unfamiliar city and scenery.
Although she has been reborn into Mo Jing's body and survived a great calamity, she feels no joy whatsoever. She knows she still has a blood feud to avenge, and she doesn't know how to navigate the future. For now, she can only take it one step at a time.
Han Wenlei received a call from his company halfway home, so he didn't go inside after dropping Mo Jing off. Xu Yan, who had made plans to have dinner with her boyfriend, also took his ride.
Looking at that white villa in front of me, it was beautiful, but it felt very unfamiliar.
The door opened, and a woman in her forties, dressed in a housekeeper's uniform, came out—it was Aunt Wu.
During the few days that Mo Jing was hospitalized, Aunt Wu brought her soup every day, so in this unfamiliar city, Aunt Wu could actually be considered a familiar person.
"Miss, you're home! Come in quickly, I've already prepared lunch, it'll be ready to eat soon." Mo Jing entered the Mo family villa amidst Aunt Wu's warm smile.
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