However, Mo Jing found it quite strange that the Mo family, who never drank juice, had suddenly started making juice.
I casually asked Aunt Wu, "Aunt Wu, we don't have a juicer at home. Did you buy one?"
While tidying up the trays, Aunt Wu replied with a smile, "Miss is joking again. Didn't you ask the doorman to deliver the juicer you bought, saying you wanted orange juice? Well, the new juicer is still in the kitchen!"
Mo Jing walked into the kitchen and, sure enough, there was a brand new juicer on the cutting board.
She had just seen this brand on TV a couple of days ago; their latest product was quite expensive.
Who bought it? It certainly couldn't be her father, Mo Xiangtian; he wouldn't have the leisure to care about her. Mo Jing thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out who would give a juicer as a gift.
If she couldn't figure it out, Mo Jing stopped thinking about it. It was just a juicer; if someone was giving a gift, they would definitely know who it was from, and even if they didn't, she wouldn't care.
Unexpectedly, she received a call from Ling Moyuan that evening. "Did you receive the juicer?" His warm and cool voice seemed to bring a touch of clarity to Mo Jing through the phone, making the sweltering summer day much more comfortable.
Mo Jing suddenly remembered that Ling Moyuan had called her earlier and told her to drink some orange juice to help with recovery, and she had said that she didn't have a juicer at home. So she asked, "So it was you who sent it?"
Ling Moyuan paused slightly on the other end of the phone before speaking in a deep, magnetic voice, "Drink more orange juice. It's good for your skin and helps with healing."
For such a minor injury, he actually gave her a juicer! Mo Jing found that Ling Moyuan's recent actions made her increasingly unable to understand him.
But when she heard that he had given her a juicer, Mo Jing's calm heart was stirred. The fact that someone would remember such a casual remark and show such quiet care warmed her heart.
Mo Jing politely said to him, "Thank you."
"Okay, nothing else, I'm hanging up." Then Ling Moyuan hung up the phone.
Mo Jing was left standing there dumbfounded, holding her phone.
What exactly does Ling Moyuan want to do?
Meanwhile, Ling Moyuan was extremely annoyed because he couldn't find anything to talk about when he was talking to Mo Jing. He really wanted to talk to her, but he didn't know what to say and was afraid of making things too awkward, so he quickly hung up the phone.
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The next morning, the sun shone brightly!
After finishing breakfast, Mo Jing surprisingly found herself reading a morning newspaper.
She seemed to be in a good mood, as if she had seen something, with a slight smile on her lips. She believed that you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub, and anyone who wanted to take advantage of her would have to be skinned alive.
Although the allergy issue with the Vanilla Extract ointment was successfully resolved, the company's reputation was damaged, and rebuilding a lost reputation is not easy. Moreover, the initial investment of ten million yuan has already been largely depleted.
If it weren't for Lin Hao barely managing to stay afloat with his meager savings, the company would probably be in complete chaos thanks to Su Yongkang's meddling. However, Mo Jing wasn't in a hurry. He Shaoqi had finally managed to get a stake in Vanilla Collection, so his help this time was perfectly reasonable. But Mo Jing, being a woman who disliked owing favors, decided to treat He Shaoqi to a meal.
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