Xiao Ba instantly fell into despair. “If you really can’t, just one signature alone will do. You’re so familiar with Boss Nanheng. Can you get his signature…”
Feng Ling recalled the struggles she previously went through to get his signature; her expression instantly darkened: “No.”
Xiao Ba tugged on her sleeves gently: “Dear Feng Ling…”
Feng Ling stared speechlessly at the little fangirl’s expression. She raised her hand to avoid her touch. “Impossible.”
Xiao Ba saw that Feng Ling was firm and unlikely to give in. She sighed. “You see, I follow by Mrs. Mo’s side everyday, but I’ve never met the great Mr. Mo even once! Even when I get to see him, I barely manage to catch a glance! It’s like when you finally manage to catch a glimpse of the god you worship, but because your vision is poor, you can’t see anything clearly. How regretful is that! I just want a few autographs, ahhh!”
“After working with Mrs. Mo for long enough, you’ll eventually get to see him. It’s just that Mr. Mo rarely visits the studio here and Mrs. Mo is too busy right now. She doesn’t have the time to bring you to the Mo Corporation. If you really want to see him, I can bring you along when I visit Mo Corporation?”
Xiao Ba stared in surprise before she abruptly embraced Feng Ling’s arm tightly. “Aiya, you’re not as cold-hearted and indifferent as you seem! Look, you even said you’ll bring me to Mo Corporation. This means that you’ve already begun treating me like a friend, right!”
Feng Ling stared silently at the girl who had suddenly leaned close to hold her elbow. It took her a long time to suppress the urge to push her away.
She really needed to work on her bad habit of refusing other people’s touch.
“I don’t have to meet them in person. To me, these people are all akin to gods! An autograph alone will do! Besides, Mr. Mo is CEO Ji’s husband, ah! Just by following CEO Ji everyday, I get a taste of his divine energy~” Xiao Ba then whispered secretively: “But Doctor Qin and Boss Nanheng are completely different ah. I typically don’t get to see them at all!”
Feng Ling pursed her lips and answered mildly: “I rarely get to see them as well.”
Xiao Ba did not understand the XI Base well, but she knew that Feng Ling rarely ever mentioned Nanheng. She also didn’t seem interested in bringing him up. Thus, she easily believed in her words. “Could it be that, even when you were in the XI Base, you couldn’t get to meet Boss Nanheng?”
Feng Ling’s expression did not change: “He is the boss of the entire base. I’m just a member receiving training. How could I have the opportunity to see him?”
“…All right then.” Xiao Ba really believed her.
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On the plane headed toward Hai City from Los Angeles.
Li Nanheng held a stack of papers from the DNA investigation; he was the only person who had seen these papers.
The man’s fingers gently shifted across the black leather pouch where the papers were stored. The curve of his lips was meaningful and unfathomable.
If he had known that life had already planned for the things meant for him, he would have long married his little wife and brought her home.
She was unwilling to return to the Feng family and unwilling to face her own birth head on.
That was fine.
But there was no way for her to run away from the fact that, regardless of it all, she was fated to be his woman.
Li Nanheng’s lips shifted into a smile. He turned to look at the view outside the window.
Little wife, after running for so long, it’s time for me to draw the net in.
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Feng Ling sneezed.
Ji Nuan turned to look at Feng Ling, who was driving: “You caught a cold?”
“No.” Feng Ling continued driving. She glanced at the time: “We should be arriving at Zi Jing Cheng Club soon. We’re already somewhat late, but Mr. Mo should be informed.”
“It’s fine. I can’t postpone the important work matters. They will understand. Besides, I’m only showing up to give some face for Nanheng’s birthday. The three of them may be close brothers, but I’m not that close to him. I’ll probably be eating and drinking the entire time.” Ji Nuan checked the time. “You should come in with me later.”
Feng Ling did not answer.
After parking the car at Zi Jing Cheng Club, Ji Nuan walked ahead while Feng Ling followed behind. She paid attention to the surroundings as she walked, making sure that there were no suspicious figures.
Finally, after sending Ji Nuan to the private room, Feng Ling stood outside the door and did not enter.
Ji Nuan turned back. “Let’s go in?”
“I won’t go. I’m not too used to these sorts of events. Mrs. Mo, you should head on in.” Feng Ling took a step back; her expression was composed.
Although Ji Nuan did not know much about her matters with Li Nanheng, she must have noticed her discomfort. She paused to look at Feng Ling for several seconds before nodding: “All right then, I’ll go in first.”
When Ji Nuan entered, she discovered that Li Nanheng seemed to be in a good mood. He was also slightly more talkative than usual.
During her past encounters with him, he always appeared especially cold and difficult to approach. They rarely talked about anything.
When Ji Nuan entered, Nanheng’s gaze shifted to the door. He watched as Feng Ling stood outside with the rest of the bodyguards diligently.
“Why are you standing outside? Come in,” Nanheng’s voice was heavy, as though he was issuing a command.
Ji Nuan turned back to look at Feng Ling as well: “That’s right. Come on in. You’re not an outsider.”
Feng Ling stood outside silently. Her gaze shifted onto Li Nanheng and quickly flitted away. It was only a simple, indifferent glance. She did not greet her ex-boss and instead moved her eyes back to Ji Nuan. “This sort of occasion isn’t suited for me. Mrs. Mo, I’ll guard outside. If there’s anything you need, feel free to call for me.”
After she finished speaking, she directly closed the door.
Afterward, Qin Siting sat by the side and watched as the Mo Corporation’s couple distributed dog food out like maniacs. Li Nanheng also watched them; his gaze was dark, as though he was trying to skin them alive.
Amongst the three of them, it had always been hard to decide the order of seniority. Just as Qin Siting had assumed he was only here to watch a good show, it turned out that Li Nanheng had made preparations for him. A certain woman abruptly appeared on this small-scale birthday. Qin Siting’s smile had vanished instantly. He picked up his coat and stood to leave without even turning back.
The conclusion of it all was that, in the end, Li Nanheng was the only person enjoying the show by the side. He did not suffer any loss whatsoever.
Ji Nuan had gotten drunk from the peace wine-flavoured cake and was supported out by Mo Jingshen.
At this moment, Feng Ling reappeared by the side: “Mr. Mo, Will I be sending Mrs. Mo and you home?”
“There’s no need. The Yu Garden is not far from here,” Mo Jingshen indifferently replied. “Nanheng drank quite some alcohol. Send him back.”
Li Nanheng appeared half-drunk as he leaned against the door. He expressionlessly glanced at her.
Feng Ling’s expression did not change. She was silent for several seconds before replying, “All right, Mr. Mo.”
Finally, as Mo Jingshen carried Ji Nuan away, Feng Ling stood in her position and watched the man calmly: “Can you walk on your own?”
