"Dad, I'm back." Mo Han whispered, her delicate red lips slightly raised.

She took a deep breath and quickened her pace.

"Miss, may I ask who you are looking for?" Just as Mo Han walked in, she was stopped by the receptionist.

Mo Han stopped and smiled faintly at her. "I'm looking for your president, Mr. Meng Sheng."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No, but you can tell him my surname is Mo."

"I'm sorry, Miss Mo. If you don't have an appointment, our president won't meet you."

Mo Han knew that this was the rule. Without making an appointment in advance, she would not be able to see Meng Sheng.

She remembered the phone number that she pulled black. Mo Han took out her phone from her bag and removed it from the blacklist.

Just as she reached out her finger to dial it, a familiar voice suddenly fell into her ear, "Sister Wanwan!"

Mo Han subconsciously raised her head.

Li Haiyang smiled like a child and trotted in front of her. "Sister Wanwan, why are you here? Are you looking for my brother?"

"Xiao Zhao, this is Mo Han. My sister, there's no need for her to stop her from coming over in the future."

The receptionist, who was called Xiao Zhao, was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyebrows and said, "Alright, Brother Li, I understand."

Mo Han looked at Li Haiyang.

In front of her, he seemed to have always been like this, as if he had never experienced anything. When he laughed, he was always like a child. His eyes were bright, without the slightest bit of scheming or deception.

Mo Han opened her mouth. Her smile was very faint, but it was also beautiful. "I have something to do with your brother."

Hearing this, Li Haiyang couldn't help but feel delighted. He hurriedly said, "Sister Wanwan, come with me! My brother should be resting at this time."

"Alright."

Mo Han smiled gently.

This smile fell into Li Haihai's eyes, just like when he first saw it many years ago, it was the warmest thing he had ever seen in the world.

Li Haiyang blushed slightly, a little shy.

He took half a step forward and occasionally turned around to look at Mo Han. No matter what, the corners of his eyebrows couldn't conceal his joy.

"Sister Wanwan, you're finally willing to come find my brother. My brother was always looking for you. When he couldn't find you, he was worried and anxious. But after finding you, he didn't dare to look for you …"

Li Haiyang puffed his cheeks and sighed slightly. "Sister Wanwan, actually Uncle Mo's death has nothing to do with my brother. It's all Lu Xinqing, it's all her."

Mo Han was slightly stunned. Her beautiful apricot eyes narrowed slightly and she looked meaningfully at Li Hai.

"Ocean, why did you suddenly tell me this?"

Li Hai scratched the back of his head and said anxiously, "I, I just don't want you to misunderstand my brother."

Mo Han couldn't help but laugh, "Don't worry! I won't misunderstand him."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. I can't lie to anyone. Ocean, you're still the same as I first saw you." Finally, Mo Han added seriously, "It hasn't changed at all."

Li Haihai grinned.

The elevator door opened, and he hurriedly walked in. Then, he pressed the "Open" button until Mo Han walked in. Only then did he let go.

Mo Han raised her head and looked at Li Haihai. She pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "Thank you."

"Sister Wanwan, don't be so polite to me."

"Alright, I won't be polite to you."

…

Office of the President of MT.

Meng Cheng had just hung up the phone from the sanatorium. Her warm face was exceptionally ugly. Last time, she swallowed sleeping pills and committed suicide. This time, she cut her wrist. If she really felt tired of living, why didn't she find a desolate Demo?

He sneered, the corners of his mouth curling into mockery.

Head Nurse Zhang of the sanatorium was willing to stand on the moral high ground and criticize him for his trip.

Do you really think he cares about that?

Back then, he had personally planned the bankruptcy of Mo Group and forced Mo Rongsheng to jump off the building and commit suicide. From then on, he had long since ignored the eyes of others.

Suddenly, his heart ached. Meng Sheng couldn't help but frown. He hurriedly stretched out his hand and forcefully pressed it on his chest.

After a long while, the tearing pain finally came to an end.

Sweat oozed out from his forehead. He reached out and touched it, and his palms were wet.

"Knock knock knock knock knock …"

A regular knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Meng Sheng was slightly stunned. He raised his head and looked at the tightly closed door. He raised his voice and said, "Please come in!"

He withdrew his gaze and sat on the office chair with his back straight, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Brother, look who's here!" A delighted voice fell beside his ear.

Meng Sheng was stunned for a moment. He opened his eyes and looked over. His pupils suddenly shrank.

Li Hai walked over excitedly and said with a smile, "Brother, are you particularly surprised? Actually, I was quite surprised when I saw Sister Wanwan in the lobby."

"By the way, Sister Wanwan, hurry up and sit down!"

Li Haiyang hurriedly greeted Mo Han, afraid that she would feel uncomfortable.

Mo Han restrained her gaze, and her fingers on both sides of her thighs curled up forcefully before slowly spreading them out.

She took a deep breath and stepped forward, her voice cold and clear, "I have something to ask you."

Meng Sheng lowered his eyes and calmly looked at Li Haihai, saying, "Ocean, you go out first."

"I--"

Li Hai was stunned for a moment before turning to look at Mo Han.

Mo Han smiled at him, "You go out first! I'll find you later."

"Alright then!"

Li Haiyang turned around three steps at a time. Even when he reached the door, he was still reluctant to part. He turned around to look at Mo Han and said, "Sister Wanwan, you must come find me later."

Mo Han nodded seriously and said, "I know. I'll see you later."

Very quickly, the door was closed by Li Haihai, and the huge president's office became exceptionally quiet.

Falling needles could be heard.

Meng Sheng took a step forward and stared at the bright little face without blinking. The girl in front of him was no longer the Mo Han he had known before. She used to have such a warm smile, her voice was delicate, soft, and pleasant to hear. He loved her very much at that time …

Even he liked her angry look.

But now, the way she looked at him was very similar to the way she looked at a stranger, indifferent and distant.

Meng Sheng suddenly smiled, and the corner of his mouth hooked slightly, saying, "Do you need anything to drink? I'll have the secretary bring it in."

"No need, I'll leave as soon as I'm done."

Mo Han raised her chin slightly and looked at him, refusing straightforwardly.

Those eyes were very black and bright, as if they had crushed the stars in the sky and scattered them.

He didn't care about Mo Han's indifference at all, and a smile appeared on his warm face.

"Then sit down!" Meng Sheng said.

Mo Han pursed her lips and thought that she might not be able to finish speaking in a minute or two, so she sat down as she said.

Meng Cheng curved his lips invisibly, and a smile spread out from the depths of his eyes.

Unexpectedly, such a smile appeared particularly vile in Mo Han's eyes. She looked up at him and asked him coldly, "Mr. Meng, what is your relationship with Lin Xintong?"

"Are you jealous?" Meng Sheng smiled gently.

Mo Han's expression changed slightly. She twisted her ten fingers together and said coldly, "Mr. Meng, please answer my question directly."

The man leaned back lazily, looked at her and said, "Mo Han, why do you want me to answer, I must answer?"

"You--"

Mo Han was so angry that she almost choked, her eyes widened.

When his gaze collided with the pair of thorough apricot eyes, Meng Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly and suggested, "How about this, if you answer me one, I will answer you one."

Mo Han pursed her lips and smiled, "Mr. Meng, I asked you first."

"So what?" Meng Sheng curled his lips in amusement, "Miss Mo, there is no order here. Only I am willing or not."

Mo Han gritted her teeth, wishing she could rush forward and tear his pride apart.

But she couldn't do this. She had to ask this clearly. Lin Xintong was the only daughter she had watched grow up with. She definitely couldn't let her be ruined by this man.

Actually, what Mo Han was even more worried about was that Meng Sheng had approached Lin Xintong for revenge on their Mo Clan.

Mo Han breathed a sigh of relief and said unwillingly, "Alright, I agree."

Seeing her agree, Meng Sheng couldn't help but secretly let out a sigh of relief, his eyes slightly warm. He smiled and asked, "Tang Tang, are you jealous?"

Mo Han raised her chin and looked at the man beside her seriously. "I'm not jealous. I don't feel anything at all," she said.

Meng Sheng smiled helplessly, "Tang Tang, I will be sad if you confess like this."

Mo Han sneered in her heart, but her face did not reveal the slightest bit.

After a moment of silence, she said without a trace, "Mr. Meng, you didn't call Tang Tang. Please call me Miss Mo."

"I like to call you Tang Tang. If you don't want to, you can leave now."

"You--"

Mo Han took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the anger and hatred in her heart. She restrained her expression and asked expressionlessly, "I want to know what is your relationship with Lin Xintong?"

"Mr. Meng, don't tell me. You don't know who Lin Xintong is. You've seen her before."

It was the first day of the Chinese New Year. His uncle and his family came to pay their respects to the Chinese New Year. On that day, he happened to go. When Tongtong saw him, he called him brother-in-law. He also gave Tongtong a big red envelope …

Meng Sheng narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "Friendship."

"Just a friend? Mr. Meng, please answer my question honestly."

Obviously, Mo Han did not believe his words. If it was just an ordinary friend, Lin Xintong would not hide it in front of her.

Meng Sheng shrugged his shoulders, as if he had no choice but to believe me.

Mo Han was so angry that she gritted her teeth and couldn't help but curse, "Meng, you have no ears!"

The man curled his lips in amusement and narrowed his deep eyes coldly. "Miss Mo, isn't it the first day you met me that you found out what kind of person I, Meng Cheng, am?"

Mo Han felt that she was about to lose control.

'"Mr. Meng, I don't care what kind of person you are! I only ask you not to touch Tongtong. In my eyes, she is no different from my own sister." She closed her eyes forcefully and took a long breath and said slowly, "Mr. Meng, I don't care what kind of person you are."

"What if I move?" Meng Sheng looked at her provocatively, "Mo Han, what do you plan to do?"

He lowered his eyes and smiled carelessly.

When that smile fell into Mo Han's eyes, she felt that it was especially vile and wanted to rush over and tear apart his disguise.

If his gaze could kill, Meng Sheng would probably be too late.

Facing that pair of cold eyes, Mo Han smiled sweetly and raised her red lips slightly. She said in a voice that only he and she could hear, "I will kill you!"

"Is that so? Then I'll be waiting for you. Hell is so cold. It's better to have someone to accompany you."

He still smiled, indescribably cold.

It was as if there were no more people or things in this world that he was worth cherishing.

Mo Han stared at her warm face, and a strong hatred seeped out of her eyes bit by bit. She stood up and curled her fingers on both sides of her thigh.

Her fingernails were sharp and silently pierced through her palm.

Meng Sheng curled his lips in amusement. The smile on his lips grew thicker and thicker, and it became even worse.

At this moment, he was like a devil crawling out of hell, his entire body emitting a dark aura.