My Wife Longs for Divorce Every Day Chapter 822

Chapter 822: 822, flowers for the handsome man

Xu Jing quickly packed a suitcase and left by car after lunch.

She hurried away, and although the elderly Mrs. Xu wanted to see her off, she was refused.

In the afternoon, the old lady made a call to Mo Weiyi.

Lishui Bay Villa.

Mo Weiyi put down the phone, her delicate eyebrows lightly furrowed.

It was a bit strange.

Just yesterday afternoon, old Mrs. Xu had said Xu Jing was listless every day, so how did it come that just one day later, she suddenly decided to go to Italy on her own initiative? And mentioned she had come to terms with it?

However…

Since she chose to go abroad on her own, it really was a relief, and once abroad, she wouldn't have many opportunities to come into contact with Mo Yaoxiong.

With this thought, Mo Weiyi felt at ease.

The next morning.

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Mo Weiyi arrived downstairs right on time for breakfast.

Eight forty in the morning.

At this time, Xiao Yebai would usually have already left for the office.

But who would have known…

Upon seeing the handsome, indifferent man sitting at the dining table, Mo Weiyi froze in her tracks, her eyelids twitching several times.

She looked towards Auntie Zhou at her side.

The latter seemed a bit guilty and quickly said, “Princess, breakfast is ready; I'll help you get some porridge.”

Mo Weiyi “hmm”ed, walking over calmly and sitting down.

A bowl of golden millet porridge was placed in front of her. She picked up the spoon, bowed her head, and slowly scooped a spoonful into her mouth.

The taste was a bit bland.

“Auntie Zhou, how did you forget to add sugar to my porridge again?”

Auntie Zhou instinctively glanced at Xiao Yebai, smiling as she explained, “Princess, we've run out of white sugar at home, I'll go buy some right away.”

Mo Weiyi: “…”

Forget it.

Although millet porridge without sugar is dry and flavorless, the doctor said she had high blood sugar and advised her to control the sugar content in her food…

No sugar, then no sugar it is.

Soon, Auntie Zhou brought two servings of egg pancakes to the table, placing one in front of each of them.

Mo Weiyi cut a small piece into her mouth, and then she was discontented again.

Tasteless, just like eating plain pancakes.

These days of dietary restrictions had been terribly painful. She hadn't had dessert or milk tea in a while, and now even the daily meals were so bland…

“Auntie Zhou, has your cooking skill regressed lately?” Mo Weiyi couldn't hold back and blurted out.

“Ah?” Auntie Zhou was taken aback. “No, not at all.”

Mo Weiyi asked her, “Then why have the dishes you've made recently lost their flavor?”

Don't just talk about breakfast, even lunch and dinner shouldn't be made so bland.

Auntie Zhou hurriedly looked to Xiao Yebai, “Young Master Xiao, do you think they're bland?”

“…” Mo Weiyi's pretty face instantly fell.

What do you mean by that?

I ask you, and you turn around and ask him what it means?

Xiao Yebai across from her picked up a piece of the egg pancake, slowly chewing.

He always ate gracefully and elegantly, making even ordinary food seem as if he were tasting a delicacy from a tribute to a royal banquet…

Then, he said in a flat tone, “The taste is just right.”

Mo Weiyi: “…”

“Princess,” Auntie Zhou explained from the side, “maybe it's because the weather is getting hotter, and your taste has become heavier, but eating too much heavy-flavored food isn't good for the stomach, so…”

Mo Weiyi: “……”

She didn't want to speak anymore.

Seemingly noticing her unhappy face, Auntie Zhou quickly said, “How about this, I'll make the food with a stronger flavor from now on.”

Hearing this, Mo Weiyi finally felt a bit better.

“Alright, then.” She waved her little hand.

Auntie Zhou immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

After she left.

“The company is signing with the Zhou Group today.”

Mo Weiyi was startled, then she looked up at the man opposite her, “Are you talking to me?”

Xiao Yebai was wiping his slender fingers with a wet wipe, looking down at his fingers with a calm expression and tone as if he was just discussing today's weather, “It's at 10 a.m. on the first floor of the Huashang Hotel. Dad will also be there to attend, and he's asking if you want to go with me.”

“I'm not going,” Mo Weiyi refused without a second thought.

“Okay,” Xiao Yebai didn't show much of an emotional reaction, as if he had anticipated her refusal.

He set the wet wipe down, stood up, took a black suit jacket from the side, and left without a word.

Mo Weiyi: “…”

He really just left like that?

She thought he was going to come up with some reason that required her cooperation to get her to accompany him…

Pouting her lips, she lowered her head and continued eating breakfast.

At nine-thirty in the morning.

Huashang Hotel, first-floor lobby.

Many news media were ready and waiting.

Today was the official signing ceremony between two corporate titans of Nancheng, with the signing scheduled for precisely 11:11 a.m., followed by a grand celebration lunch.

The scene was attended not only by representatives of senior management from both companies and journalists from all major Nancheng media outlets but also by delegates from other companies in the same industry who came to offer their congratulations.

To add more spectacle, there would be a performance before the formal signing ceremony.

It was said that an internationally award-winning classical dance troupe had been invited and had specially rehearsed a grand and majestic opening dance to add luster to the event.

In the second-floor resting room, Mo Yaoxiong, in a sharp silver-grey suit, was chatting with Zhou Hetang.

With the old Mr. Mo unwell, it was rumored outside that the Mo Family had handed over all real power to the son-in-law, Xiao Yebai.

Mo Yaoxiong, although the chairman of the Mo Group, held a position that was only honorary, with no real authority in his hands. And since he had always favored his son-in-law Xiao Yebai, his presence today was merely as a representative of the Mo Family, a formality.

Seeing that time was almost due, Zhou Hetang said with a smile, “Director Mo, please.”

“President Zhou, please.”

The two left the resting room with smiles, followed by a host of assistants and bodyguards.

At the elevator, Mo Yaoxiong was just about to step inside when someone suddenly grabbed his arm from behind.

As he turned his face, a bodyguard quickly stepped forward and tore the woman's hand away.

“Brother-in-law!”

The voice of Xu Jing sounded.

Mo Yaoxiong felt a buzz in his head as he swiftly turned around, his face full of shock.

Xu Jing struggled frantically and called out, “Brother-in-law, it's me…”

Zhou Hetang frowned and looked over, “Director Mo, who is this…?”

“Sorry, President Zhou, I ran into an acquaintance,” Mo Yaoxiong quickly called his assistant, “Please accompany President Zhou downstairs on my behalf.”

“President Zhou, please.”

Zhou Hetang nodded, but his curious gaze stayed on the woman.

She was rather short, dressed in a plain shirt and pants, with medium-length hair and a rather large hat, as if she were trying to conceal herself.

Just as he was about to get a better look, a bodyguard stepped in front of him, “President Zhou, please.”

Zhou Hetang: “…”

When the elevator doors closed, Mo Yaoxiong's face darkened instantly, “Xu Jing, do you realize what kind of event today is? What are you doing here?”

The bodyguard, not knowing his own strength, held Xu Jing's arms so tightly that her face turned white with pain. She furrowed her brows and said, “I have something to tell you, brother-in-law…”

“Today is a very important signing ceremony for the Mo Family; this isn't somewhere you should be,” Mo Yaoxiong declared and then instructed a bodyguard nearby, “Take her out immediately.”

“Brother-in-law!” Xu Jing shouted with force, “You said it yourself; today's event is very important. You wouldn't want me to make a scene and let everyone know, would you? There are so many media reporters downstairs; just one shout from me and they would surely hear.”

Mo Yaoxiong clenched his fists, his expression stern, “What exactly do you want to do?”

“Can't I just talk to you for a few minutes? Just five minutes.”

“I told you, that matter is in the past now…”

At that moment, the elevator door next to them suddenly opened, and upon seeing who had come out, Mo Yaoxiong's expression changed.

Xiao Yebai had naturally noticed Xu Jing as well. He raised his eyebrows slightly, soon diverting his gaze, “Dad, everything is ready downstairs.”

“I know,” Mo Yaoxiong glanced at Zhong Kai.

The latter, who had been sizing up Xu Jing, quickly lowered her head when she realized his gaze was on her.

In just a few seconds, Mo Yaoxiong had made a decision, “Yebai, you go downstairs first, I will finish talking here in a minute.”

Xiao Yebai asked, “Do you need help?”

“No need,” Mo Yaoxiong lowered his voice, “Today's signing ceremony is very important. Have someone stand guard at the stairway to prevent any media reporters from coming upstairs.”

“Understood,” Xiao Yebai agreed.

Zhong Kai hurriedly pressed the elevator button, “President Xiao.”

Once the two entered the elevator, Mo Yaoxiong turned around, “Speak.”

“It's not convenient here,” Xu Jing shrank her arms, “Brother-in-law, can you ask them to let go of me first? It's really painful.”

“…” Mo Yaoxiong was somewhat impatient.

But…

Not long ago, at Mo Weiyi's birthday banquet, Xu Jing suddenly had a miscarriage. Although the outside world did not know the specific reasons, there had been much speculation.

If she were discovered here again today, and should any media reporters capture photos or videos and post them online, it would inevitably lead to various conjectures.

Today's signing was crucial to the Mo Family, and it was a project that Xiao Yebai had personally helped promote. He would not allow it to be affected in any negative way.

“Come with me,” Mo Yaoxiong turned around.

Upon entering the lounge, with bodyguards standing guard outside, Mo Yaoxiong sat on the sofa, getting straight to the point, “Time is pressing, make it brief.”

Xu Jing licked her dry lips, “I'd like to drink some water first.”

Mo Yaoxiong: “…”

Seeing he didn't respond, Xu Jing quickly walked over to the water dispenser, picked up a cup from the side, and started pouring water.

Then, she brought over two cups, placing one in front of him, “Brother-in-law, have some water too.”

How could Mo Yaoxiong be in the mood to drink water?

Yet he still picked up the cup, his gaze fixed on the woman in front of him all the while.

In less than half a month, if it hadn't been for her calling out “Brother-in-law,” he almost didn't recognize that this was Xu Jing…

Her complexion was very poor.

Whether it was due to the miscarriage or not, the current her seemed like a completely different person, her skin sallow, dark circles heavy, her hair much duller, and paired with her unkempt attire, she had lost all her past grace and elegance.

Faced with her obviously ingratiating smile, Mo Yaoxiong found his heart softening slowly.

He set down his water cup, “Speak.”

Xu Jing nodded, “Brother-in-law, I've decided to go to Italy.”

“…” Mo Yaoxiong was somewhat surprised.

When she could have been discharged from the hospital originally, he had planned to send her to Italy immediately, but she vehemently opposed and even threatened him with her life…

After all, she was the sister of Xu Xian, and she had just suffered a miscarriage… Thinking that the incident had passed, he helped her return to the old Xu family mansion in Nancheng, planning to wait until her health improved to forcibly send her to Italy but unexpectedly…

“It's best if you can come to terms with it on your own.”

Xu Jing smiled, “Brother-in-law, I hear that Yiyi is pregnant, is that true?”

Mo Yaoxiong nodded.

“Then… the old master must be very happy, right?”

Mo Yaoxiong continued to nod.

“It's all my fault. Once I leave Nancheng, and regarding the old master, please apologize to him on my behalf, brother-in-law. Ever since I returned to the country, he's actually been very kind to me. He treated me like a family member, yet I let him down and even hurt him. I'm the one at fault…” Xu Jing's voice started to choke up.

Mo Yaoxiong picked up the cup and drank another sip of water, not joining in the conversation.

“Brother-in-law,” Xu Jing suddenly stood up and with a “thud,” knelt on the ground, “It's all my fault, I was wrong. You've always been so caring towards me for so many years, it was me who overestimated myself, indulged in wishful thinking, and was shamelessly brazen…”

“Every time I think of the things I did in the past, it feels like a dream, I can hardly believe I actually did those things…”

“Do you still remember? The first time you came to our Xu family, my sister and I played music for you together…”

Xu Jing bowed her head, continuing to speak while crying.

In the end, Mo Yaoxiong couldn't help but sigh softly.

Xu Jing was the sister of Xu Xian; the sisters looked incredibly alike, with their teenage years making them seem as though they were cast in the same mold.

He thought back to the first time he visited the Xu family, that being the first time he saw the two sisters, one playing the violin, the other the piano, both dressed in identical white dresses, their smiles serene, their faces beautiful.

That image was imprinted in his mind as clearly as if it were yesterday, yet now, Xu Xian had been dead for five whole years, and Xu Jing also…

“I know I'm not good enough for you, and I shouldn't have had any infatuation or delusions about you, but… over twenty years ago, it was me who fell for you first…”

“Mother told me I mustn't compete or snatch away things belonging to my sister, but I felt so upset, for so many years, I've been in true agony. I even thought about staying far away from you and forced myself to marry another man, but… the farther away I went, the more pained my heart became…”

Mo Yaoxiong's guilt deepened with a sense of oppression.

He slowly said, “Regarding the past, I owe you an apology. When you get to Italy, you and Yunyao live well over there. Anything you need, I will do my best to help.”

“No need for that, brother-in-law…”

“This is what I ought to do, and what I owe to the old lady,”

Xu Jing raised her head and curved her lips into a gentle smile, “Thank you, brother-in-law.”

Mo Yaoxiong looked at her and suddenly felt dazed.

“The signing ceremony downstairs is about to start,” Xu Jing got up. “You should hurry downstairs, brother-in-law, so as not to delay your important business.”

“… Oh, okay,” Mo Yaoxiong came back to his senses, intending to stand up.

But suddenly the room spun, and he sat back down.

“Brother-in-law, are you alright?” Xu Jing rushed over and supported his arm.

Mo Yaoxiong felt something was off and tried to push her away but found his arm had no strength at all, and his consciousness was gradually dissipating…

Minutes later, Xu Jing opened the door. “My brother-in-law accidentally cut his finger with a fruit knife. I'm going downstairs to get a band-aid.”

The bodyguard was startled and hurriedly pushed the door open.

The hotel's lobby on the first floor.

At this moment, the classical dance to liven up the crowd had already started.

The performers consisted of seven female dancers with high-hanging hairdos, dressed in red dance gowns similar to Tang suits, gracefully dancing along with the music.

The solo dancer in the middle had a lithe figure, with a slender waist, but unlike the others, she wore a feather-like half-mask over her face, revealing only her eyes and rose-red lips, obscuring her specific features.

Midway through the dance, whispering discussions began.

Guest one: “Why does it feel like this solo dancer is dancing differently than the others around her?”

Guest two: “Nonsense, can the solo dancer and background dancers be the same?”

“I obviously know that, but…” Guest one frowned, “It just seems too mismatched.”

“Why are you worrying about it so much? The organizer wouldn't hire someone subpar, and besides, who's here to watch the dance today?”

Guest one: “…”

Indeed.

Today was the cooperation signing ceremony between two giant companies; everyone was there to make an appearance and to seek potential business opportunities.

The dance performance was honestly just icing on the cake, as most present were interested in other matters, with very few actually watching it seriously.

However, it wasn't long before guest two suddenly said, “What's the solo dancer doing?”

Guest one hurriedly looked over.

The woman in red, from seemingly out of nowhere, had a red rose which she held between her teeth, her arm lifting up, the long sleeve sliding down to reveal a slender and fair arm.

With the rose between her lips and her long, phoenix-like eyes glancing about coquettishly, she began to sway to the music, each step blossoming like a lotus. Incredibly, she was walking toward the crowd below the stage.

Passing by a table of guests, she twisted her waist and proffered the rose held in her lips.

However, when a male guest reached out to take it, she flashed a slight smile, leaned back, and retracted the rose.

This happened once, then again, and yet again.

And she only approached the male guests.

What was initially just a dance performance to warm up the crowd suddenly caused a stir because of her actions, as the lady in red flirtatiously weaved through the guests' tables and the background music inexplicably continued to play.

Zhou Hetang immediately said, “Hurry and find the emcee to turn the music off and start the signing ceremony.”

“Got it,” the assistant hurried off to handle it.

Zhou Hetang withdrew his gaze, coughed twice, “President Xiao, where is Chairman Mo? The ceremony is about to start, why hasn't he come yet?”

“He must have been held up by something,” Xiao Yebai said casually and then instructed his assistant, “Go upstairs and check.”

“Yes, President Xiao.”

As Zhong Kai stood up to leave, the female dancer had already arrived at the main table.

Zhou Hetang hadn't expected the dancer to be so bold as to come over to the main table too!

Following behind her were various media reporters, some carrying cameras, some holding microphones, others with smartphones, and some conducting a live broadcast on a streaming platform…

With all eyes upon her, even though Zhou Hetang was displeased, he had to restrain himself from making a scene.

The male guests at other tables had already stood up.

Everyone was craning their necks in anticipation, wondering to whom the rose would eventually go.

The female dancer fluttered gracefully in front of the table with the music, still employing the flirtatious techniques she was used to, teasingly passing a rose across the faces of each executive at the table.

Suddenly, perhaps because the assistant had found the emcee, the music at the venue abruptly stopped.

Then everyone saw the dancer offer the rose to Xiao Yebai.

The man was dressed in a white shirt so pristine it seemed free of any speck of dust, with a neatly tied deep red striped tie, his expression exceedingly indifferent.

He showed no sign of surprise, delight, or even shock at being the sole recipient of the rose in the room.

He sat there composed, with a detached gaze, not bothering to extend his hand, leaving the rose hanging in mid-air.

Without the background music, the dancer persistently held her pose unchanged, creating an incredibly eerie atmosphere throughout the venue.

Guests nearby were discussing:

“No wonder she isn't giving the rose to anyone else–it's meant for today's protagonist, President Xiao.”

“But why won't President Xiao accept it?”

“Could it be that they didn't rehearse in advance?”

“Surely not?”

“Even if they didn't rehearse, he should accept it; this is making the lady feel so embarrassed…”

“Exactly!”

The volume of discussions grew louder, and Zhou Hetang did not wish to witness such an uncomfortable scene unfolding. He stood up and was about to speak…

“President Xiao.”

The female dancer suddenly spoke.

Underneath her mask, her rose-colored lips curved up in a smile as she gracefully inserted the rose into the vase in front of Xiao Yebai.

Only then did she take off her mask.

When her face was revealed, the venue first fell into silence, followed by… thunderous applause mixed with whistles, as the media reporters frantically squeezed around her.

Those taking photos snapped away.

Those recording did so as well.

There were even live broadcasts, where someone excitedly shouted into their phone, “It's actually the Zhou Group's heiress, babies, are you surprised or not?”

Zhou Hetang: “…”

He felt it was purely a fright!

He never expected Zhou Yunong to make an entrance in such a manner.

As if that wasn't enough, in front of so many people, Xiao Yebai showed no regard for Zhou Yunong's feelings…

“Yunong,” he warned, looking at his daughter, “since the rose has been offered, you should leave now.”

Zhou Yunong acted as though she hadn't heard, smilingly looking at Xiao Yebai, “President Xiao, how was my dance just now?”

Women of the Zhou family all had identical almond-shaped eyes, long and seductive, and at that moment, her eyes were accentuated with enchanting stage makeup, bewitching and tempting with every frown and smile.

Yet facing her visage, Xiao Yebai remained unresponsive, despite everyone in the room urging him on.

After all, it was a handsome man and a beautiful woman, and even though this man was already married, it couldn't stop the crowd's enthusiasm for gossip.

Zhou Hetang was in a foul mood; he pulled Zhou Yunong closer, “Hurry up and get down, didn't you hear me?”

“Dad, I've practiced this dance for several days, even got blisters on my heels,” Zhou Yunong said as she picked up a glass of red wine nearby, “Roses are for handsome men, President Xiao, here's to the joyful cooperation between our Zhou and Mo families.”

Zhou Hetang: “…”

“President Zhou,” Xiao Yebai finally spoke, “how do you explain this?”

Zhou Hetang: “……”

Just as the situation was becoming extremely awkward and on the verge of spiraling out of control, suddenly Zhong Kai came rushing over, “President Xiao, something's wrong.”

Whatever he said, the man who was originally solemn and cold stood up, “Excuse me, I'll take my leave first.”

They hurried off.

Everyone at the venue looked at each other in bewilderment, not knowing what had happened.

Zhou Yunong still wanted to follow, but was grabbed by Zhou Hetang, “Come here with me!”

Lishui Bay Villa.

Mo Weiyi's phone suddenly received a WeChat message.

Ling Zhizhou: “Senior sister, weren't you at the event today?”

Mo Weiyi asked: “What event?”

Ling Zhizhou: “Mo Group and Zhou Group are signing a contract today, I happened to see a live stream and thought you were there.”

With that, he sent over a link to the live stream.

Mo Weiyi: “…”

She quickly glanced over to her side.

Rong An was being forced to binge-watch a series, staring at the television screen with a blank expression…

She looked away.

Two seconds later, she still reached out to open the live stream.

The result was seeing Zhou Yunong lifting her mask to present Xiao Yebai with the red rose she'd been holding in her mouth.

The comments were flying across the screen like crazy:

[Ahhhh, what kind of immortal move is this!]

[The lady is so skilled!]

[There were rumors about these two before, it turns out they are true!]

[But I remember Mr. Xiao has a wife!]

[Miss Zhou is truly a socialite, so beautiful, with such an elegant demeanor, and she can even dance classical dance!]

[Mr. Xiao is indeed handsome, his looks would be top-notch even in the entertainment industry!]

[Why would such a handsome man get married so young?]

[Am I watching a signing ceremony? Are you sure this isn't a romance drama showing off affection?]

Mo Weiyi raised her hand directly.

With a “snap”, the phone was thrown onto the floor.

Rong An turned her head, “Princess, what happened?”

“Nothing, I just had a slippery hand,” Mo Weiyi said with a faint smile, got up and went upstairs, “Rong An, go start the car, come with me for some shopping.”

“… Okay.”

In a hospital in Nancheng.

In the hidden stairwell, as soon as the live stream ended, Ling Zhizhou quickly took out his phone to call Mo Weiyi's number.

“Sorry, the number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable.”

Ling Zhizhou: “…”

After thinking about it, he sent over a WeChat message, [Senior sister, are you okay?]

Mo Weiyi didn't respond.

Ling Zhizhou stared at the phone screen, unable to fathom, but if he asked too much, it would seem too deliberate, easily arousing suspicion…

He put away the phone, forced to go back.

But when he pushed open the door of the patient room, he found that at some point, a man had appeared.

It was Quan Muze, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Dressed all in black and upon hearing the door open, he looked up at him with a somber gaze.

Ling Zhizhou's expression changed, “When did you come here?”

“After wrapping up the business in Mexico, I came back early.”

Glancing at the hospital bed, Ling Zhizhou said, “Come out with me.”

“What for?” Quan Muze chuckled, “Do you think Lingling can still hear us?”

Ling Zhizhou's face showed a moment of agonized struggle, then he turned and rushed out.

In the corridor, Ling Zhizhou sat in the chair with his head down until a pair of black leather shoes came into view.

“I've already paid the hospital fees for the latter half of the year…”

“Don't pretend to be kindhearted!”

Quan Muze's face darkened as he reached out his hand.

The collar of the shirt was gripped fiercely by the man, causing Ling Zhizhou to feel a surge of pain, followed by a tightening of his throat, his handsome face quickly swelling and reddening.

The man coldly said to him, “Do you really think I want to deal with you? If it weren't for you dragging your feet and not taking action, I would've moved directly by now.”

Letting go, Ling Zhizhou fell back into his chair. Ignoring the pain, he asked urgently, “What do you want to do?”

Quan Muze scoffed, “Old Master Mo is in poor health, what a great opportunity. What do you think I want to do?”

“No!” Ling Zhizhou was visibly agitated, “The Mo Family has so many bodyguards, and moreover…”

“Then we'll start with Mo Weiyi,” Quan Muze interrupted him, “I saw the reports, it seems she is pregnant now. Just right, get rid of her and the child in her belly…”

“Don't act recklessly!” Ling Zhizhou blurted out.

Quan Muze looked at him, his smile sinister, “See, I knew you couldn't do it.”

Emphasizing each word, he said, “Coward!”

Ling Zhizhou clenched his fists tightly, his expression twisted and conflicted, “This doesn't involve you, I have my own plans on how to handle it, you don't need to interfere.”

Quan Muze stayed silent, pulled out a pair of sunglasses to place on his nose, and turned to leave.

“Did you hear what I said!” Ling Zhizhou couldn't hold back and shouted.

But what responded to him was only the unwavering back of the man as he walked away…

The signing ceremony at the Huashang Hotel was about to begin.

The flower offering incident a few minutes earlier seemed like a minor interlude, quickly resolved by the host's calm and not-too-subtle humor.

In the second-floor lounge, Mo Yaoxiong had also come to.

Aside from a small cut on his hand, there was nothing else amiss.

The bodyguard merely said Xu Jing had gone downstairs to fetch a band-aid, but after she left, she suddenly disappeared.

With the signing ceremony about to start below, Mo Yaoxiong had no choice but to ask Xiao Yebai to head downstairs first.

After everyone had left, he first ordered the bodyguard to review the security footage of the second-floor corridor, then, feeling uneasy, dialed Xu Jing's number.

The phone was quickly answered.

Mo Yaoxiong asked her, “Xu Jing, what exactly happened just now?”

Xu Jing explained on the phone, “I don't know, you just fainted all of a sudden, I was going to help you out, but I accidentally bumped into the coffee table, brother-in-law, did I hurt your hand? I am so sorry…”

Mo Yaoxiong: “…”

The lobby downstairs.

After nearly half an hour of preparations, the signing ceremony could finally officially begin.

In just a few minutes, representatives from both sides gave speeches, signed, shook hands, and the cooperation between the two companies officially took effect from that day.

After the signing ceremony ended, it was time for a grand celebration banquet.

Mo Yaoxiong had already come downstairs; apart from the band-aid on his hand, he was beaming with vigor, his face flushed with health.

After toasting a round of drinks, Zhong Kai hurried over.

“President Xiao, there is a matter.”

“What is it?” Xiao Yebai put down his wine glass as Mo Yaoxiong looked over as well.

Zhong Kai handed over his phone, “Should we call the bank to check?”

Since the start of the celebration banquet, his boss's phone had been receiving constant credit card charge alerts, each for no less than 100,000 RMB.

He suspected fraudulent transactions!

Xiao Yebai took the phone, deftly navigating with one hand to open the message bar and scroll up from the bottom.

“Your card ending in 2030 has been charged 180,923.23 RMB at a ## department store on June 16 at 13:46.”

“Your card ending in 2030 has been charged 283,239.89 RMB at a ## department store on June 16 at 13:30.”

“Your card ending in 2030 has been charged…”

There were nearly 10 messages in total.

Just as he finished reading, a “ding” sounded, signaling another charge alert.

“Your card ending in 2030 has been charged on June 16 at 14:08 at…”

Zhong Kai watched his boss's face, full of anxiety, only to suddenly realize…

Xiao Yebai slowly curved his lips upward, and he actually smiled?!

Then he handed back the phone, “Weiyi is shopping.”

Zhong Kai suddenly understood, “So that's what it is.”

Then there was no need to call the police.

The next second.

“Call the bank,” Xiao Yebai instructed with narrowed eyes, “and raise the credit limit to the maximum. Let her shop to her heart's content.”

Having said that, he walked away with his glass of red wine.

Zhong Kai: “……”

Was he being force-fed dog food?

A “ding” rang out again from the phone.

This time it was a direct purchase of over three hundred thousand…

Zhong Kai's mouth twitched slightly, truly befitting the Little Princess; when she spent, she spent extravagantly!

In this short span of time, the card was nearly maxed out…

Alright.

He better call the bank quickly!

## Department Store, inside a high-end luxury boutique.

“Miss Mo, our brand's main feature this autumn is trench coats, would you like to…”

“Why would I buy a trench coat in June?” Mo Weiyi slanted her head, her red lips captivating beneath her sunglasses and her brows furrowed in confusion.

The sales assistant smiled broadly, “Our brand's design style is always classic. Even if you can't wear it right now, you can in a couple of months when the seasons change, and it will still be in fashion.”

Standing beside her, Rong An was holding bags both large and small, looking expressionlessly at Mo Weiyi, who sat on the sofa like a queen.

Because she was pregnant, she wore a pair of low-heeled leather shoes today, and she had already bought over a million RMB of luxury goods.

In each store, she didn't need to browse; she would just sit on the sofa, cross her legs authoritatively and order the sales assistants to bring all the products to her to pick and choose.

Anything that was too heavy to carry had already been arranged to be delivered separately to the villa.

At the moment, she seemed to find the reasoning sound and nodded, “Okay then, no need to look anymore, I'll take them all!”

The sales assistant's eyes sparkled.

All of them?

“I'll go issue the invoice for you right now.”

She turned quickly, excitedly clicking her high heels towards the cash register.

Rong An couldn't help but step forward, “Princess, don't forget, you might not be able to fit into these clothes in three months.”

Mo Weiyi: “…”

She looked up at Rong An.

The latter: “…I was wrong.”

Indeed, Mo Weiyi said, “So what if I can't wear them? I just want to spend money today! Is that so wrong?”

After all, Xiao Yebai had to give her an alimony of 5 million RMB each month. Since she got pregnant, she hardly ever went out and basically had nowhere to spend it. It was rare for her to feel like shopping today…

Suddenly she asked, “By the way, how much have I spent today?”

Rong An, with a mind and memory like a calculator, promptly responded, “1.56 million.”

Mo Weiyi nodded, then suddenly realized, “Hang on, isn't the limit on this card only 1 million?”

Rong An also nodded, “The card you've been using today is Mr. Xiao's.”

Mo Weiyi: “…”

Rong An: “…”

There was a moment of awkwardness.

Then Mo Weiyi asked, “Then why didn't you remind me? What if he notices and comes to settle accounts with me?”

Rong An: “You seemed so happy swiping it, I didn't have the heart to remind you.”

Mo Weiyi again: “…”

She took a deep breath, “What do we do now?”

Rong An stayed silent.

“I didn't do it on purpose!” Mo Weiyi was on the verge of nausea.

Today she had switched to a new handbag and had casually handed a card to Rong An to handle the payments, without realizing it was actually Xiao Yebai's.

A bit embarrassing.

Rong An seemed to ponder seriously, “It's just a little over a million. Mr. Xiao probably won't be so petty.”

Otherwise, he wouldn't have let her use the card for so long without calling to inquire.

Mo Weiyi frowned tight, disagreeing, “But it's not the same, we're already divorced, I can't just use his card for no reason.”

“…” Rong An nodded.

“Here's what we'll do,” Mo Weiyi immediately said, “You text him from your phone, tell him I took the wrong card today and I'll transfer the money to him when I get back.”

Rong An: “… Okay.”

What else could he do?

He could only agree.

Although he felt this action was completely unnecessary.

Even though she hadn't really been shopping much, running through several stores and looking at so many luxury goods, it was already 2 pm, and Mo Weiyi was starting to feel worn out.

Normally at this time, she would be taking her nap, but today she had spent it all on shopping.

As she yawned uncontrollably once again…

Rong An spoke up, “Princess, we've been shopping for two hours, let's go back.”

“Alright,” Mo Weiyi nodded, reaching out her little hand, “My feet are a bit sore, let me lean on you.”

Rong An: “… Wait a second.”

He put down the bags in his hand, took off the tie around his neck, threaded it through all the bags' handles, and effortlessly picked them up with one hand.

Mo Weiyi, grinning joyfully, held onto his now-free arm, “How are you so clever? You're perfect for accompanying a girlfriend on a shopping spree!”

Rong An: “…”

Chapter end