After get off work in the afternoon, the assistant had a social engagement and wanted to take Mingdai along to get acquainted with the family.
The assistant knew that Mingdai was not in good health, so when he took her out, he usually chose clients who were relatively easy to deal with.
Mingdai was aware of this and was very grateful for the assistant's thoughtfulness.
However, she was a little distracted during the social engagements, and would occasionally think of the phone call Fang Li had made to her.
She silently opened He Yaonian's phone, wanting to call and ask, but after hesitating for a long time, she felt that she was just too ridiculous.
From what standpoint did she ask this?
Mo Tingchuan had always suspected her, but she vehemently denied it and even mocked Mo Tingchuan for his despicable intentions.
But what is the reality?
Oh!
They're all birds of a feather.
However, Mo Tingchuan did it all.
However, due to various constraints, she only thought about it in her heart.
Although there are differences, they are not that different.
Mingdai put down her phone, determined to stop thinking about it altogether.
After finishing her social engagements, Mingdai returned to the He family villa, as it was still early.
I asked the housekeeper and learned that He Yaonian had not yet returned.
Mingdai frowned and was about to go upstairs.
"I thought you would all come back together."
Mo Tingchuan appeared out of nowhere, speaking in a sarcastic tone.
Mingdai ignored him.
Mo Tingchuan caught up with her.
"Have you been having afternoon tea with your wives and friends these past few days?"
Mingdai immediately realized what Mo Tingchuan was about to say.
She turned her head, her expression calm and composed.
"Don't you know why I used to drink afternoon tea?"
Mo Tingchuan was unmoved.
"I'll only ask you about the last two days."
"You can just be direct about what you want to say."
"The ladies are all talking about it, saying you're keeping a man's handkerchief. Is that true?"
Mingdai suddenly realized.
"So you broke into my door just to find a handkerchief, right?"
"I have never given you a handkerchief."
Mo Tingchuan snorted, "It's all thanks to the ladies that they thought the handkerchief was mine, otherwise you would have been so embarrassed, and how could you have held your head up in front of them in the future?"
"You're exaggerating. Compared to this, I think you'd be even more ashamed to face your clients."
"So this handkerchief really exists?"
Mo Tingchuan gritted his teeth silently, trying hard to control his anger.
"Whose?"
Mingdai was still feeling guilty after all.
My heart is beating very fast.
But he remained calm and composed on the surface.
"You've already looked, you know better than I do whether it's true or not."
“That lady saw you hiding in the closet with her own eyes. How long are you going to keep making excuses?”
"I really didn't know a handkerchief would make you go to such lengths, and I didn't know a handkerchief could arouse so much curiosity. What? Does it have to be a gift from someone else, or a gift from a man, for me to put it in the closet?"
Mingdai reacted quickly.
“Mo Tingchuan, if you want to see that handkerchief, I can show it to you right now. I find it very strange that something I bought myself is being used as evidence to frame me. It’s simply absurd.”
Mo Tingchuan did not trust Mingdai.
"Did you know this would happen all along, so you prepared a contingency plan in advance?"
Mingdai's throat bobbed slightly.
"Look at you, no matter what I say, you won't believe me. If you don't believe me, then why did you come here to ask me for confirmation? Do you only feel satisfied when you hear me say that the handkerchief was a gift from someone else, a man, or your third uncle?"
Mo Ting Chuan Duan Ming Dai.
Mingdai's pale face remained composed, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were calm and dark.
She looked at him with mockery, disdain, and contempt.
Mo Tingchuan frowned.
Could he have really made a mistake?
But Fang Li said...
"Where is the handkerchief? I'll follow you to find it."
Do not give Mingdai a chance to cheat.
Just then, He Xingye returned.
Mo Tingchuan cannot go up to the third floor; that's a hard and fast rule.
"Let her go get it."
Mo Tingchuan pointed at He Xingye and said, "Tell her where the things are and have her get them."
He Xingye looked bewildered. "What are you talking about?"
Mingdai said apologetically, "Could you please help me get something? There's a box in the bottom cabinet on the left side of my dressing table in my room. It contains a handkerchief."
This little favor is nothing.
"good."
He Xingye was happy to help Mingdai with this trip.
Mo Tingchuan looked at Ming Dai, who remained as calm and composed as ever.
Mingdai leaned against the stair railing, pretending to be bored and not wanting to talk to Mo Tingchuan.
Soon, He Xingye came down with a handkerchief.
Mingdai handed it to Mo Tingchuan.
"Let's check it."
Mo Tingchuan had never seen that handkerchief before; he had no idea what it looked like.
However, after hearing what Fang Li said, I immediately associated it with men's handkerchiefs and then with He Yaonian, which led to my preconceived notions.
"Take a good look."
Mingdai pinched a neatly folded handkerchief between two fingers and stuffed it in front of Mo Tingchuan's eyes.
Mo Tingchuan had no choice but to back away.
Are you sure it's this one?
He remained suspicious.
But they couldn't produce any evidence.
But he wanted to keep the handkerchief for himself.
He could tell from the general pattern of the handkerchief that it was a woman's handkerchief; perhaps the lady had mistaken it for something else that day.
Mo Tingchuan reached out to take it.
Mingdai withdrew her hand.
"I told you to look, not to touch."
"How can I inspect it if I don't move?"
Mo Tingchuan, with a self-righteous air, reached out his hand: "Give it to me."
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