Chapter 317 - Roping In
President Wife is Pretty and Cool
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
âLittle girl, youâre pretty good looking. I can fulfill one of your wishes.â
Lan Yaxin looked at Tan Shilin with a scrutinizing gaze, uncertain if what he said was true.
âAre you serious?â
âOf course, I have my conditions as well. You have to be my informant and get information about the Mo Family. Itâs not too much, right?â
Tan Shilin thought that because she was Lan Anranâs sister he could use her. If she could help him get to the top, take over the Mo Familyâs market, and annex the Mo Family step by step, Old Master wouldnât look down on him anymore.
âWhat do you want?â
Lan Yaxin looked at Tan Shilin warily.
âYoung lady, youâre still young and there are some things you still donât know. I think you have feelings for Mo Jinrong but he has no intentions towards you. I can help you and when the time comes, we will split the gains equally. You can be the young lady of the Mo Family without worry and I wonât touch you.â
Tan Shilin had a sincere expression and didnât seem to be lying at all.
Lan Ya thought that it was indeed a little difficult to rely on herself. With someone to rely on, things would be much easier.
âLet me think⦠Who knows if youâll hurt him?â
Lan Yaxin was still very vigilant. She couldnât trust someone like Tan Shilin.
âDonât pretend. You donât care about his life, you care about his money. Do you think I canât see that? Think about it, this is my name card. Contact me when you think it through!â
Tan Shilin took out a name card from his pocket, placed it in Lan Yaxinâs hand, and turned to leave.
âHey! Lan Yaxin, you have a backing now, but youâre still not agreeing? Iâll have to rely on you in the future.â
Lian Qiao placed her hand on Lan Yaxinâs shoulder and smiled.
âDonât be like that, we donât know each other that well, I wouldnât agree so easily.â
With that, Lan Yaxin swung Lian Qiaoâs hand away and turned to leave.
There was only Lian Qiao and the gangster left in the room.
âBrother Chen, letâs keep in touch again. Iâll introduce you guys.â
Lian Qiao took out 2,000 yuan and gave it to the gangster before they both left.
â¦.
In the car.
Mo Jinrong questioned Lan Anran, âWhat happened?â
âHave you forgotten what I do? I can find you anywhere.â
âWhat happened to Lan Yaxin?â
Mo Jinrong had a bad feeling about her today.
âSheâs just a scheming girl.â
Lan Anran spoke casually.
Just then, Mo Jinrongâs phone suddenly rang and it was Old Mrs. Moâs phone call.
âGrandma, whatâs the matter?â
âJinrong, why did I hear from the Medical Research Institute that Anran is prohibited from working there? Whatâs going on? Although the Rong City Medical Research Institute isnât our familyâs, we have an investment. It wouldnât be considered a backdoor entry, as it would bring honor to our ancestors. Why donât you agree?â
Through their connections, Old Mrs. Mo was shocked to hear this news.
âGrandma, Iâll explain this to you when Iâm back. Iâm very busy now, Iâll hang up first.â
Mo Jinrong hung up.
âWhy is Grandma looking for you?â Lan Anran asked curiously, looking at Mo Jinrongâs troubled expression.
âItâs nothing, Iâll send you home.â
A relaxed smile appeared on Mo Jinrongâs face, but it wasnât that relaxed.
âJust leave me here, Iâm going to the bookstore.â
Lan Anran didnât want to go to the bookstore, she wanted to go to her herbal garden in the countryside. She hadnât tended to it in a long time.
âOkay, Anran, help me make another appointment with Zero. I need her!â Mo Jinrong asked coldly.
âWhatâs wrong?â
Lan Anran felt uneasy.
âNothing, Grandma missed me.â
Mo Jinrongâs expression was abnormal.
Lan Anran didnât ask further and got out of the car.
The Mo Family.
Old Mrs. Mo was sunbathing leisurely on a chair.
âOld Mrs. Mo, Young Master Jinrong must have a reason. I think Young Madam is smart and witty and he probably wants to keep her by his side.â
Nanny Wu smiled.
âThat wonât do either. A talent like Anran should shine, even if Jinrong likes her, he canât do that.â
Old Mrs. Mo raised her head slightly and smiled.
âOld Mrs. Mo, itâs rare for Young Master Jinrong to favor Young Madam so much. This is your blessing.â
Nanny Wu smiled and carried the fruit.
Suddenly, the young housekeeper walked in with a package and lowered her head.
âOld Mrs. Mo, thereâs a package for you that just arrived.â
Old Mrs. Mo was a little surprised. She never shopped online, so where did the package come from? Did they send it the wrong way?
She took it over and saw her name: Wei Hongying!
She had almost forgotten this name, but someone actually remembered it?
She hurriedly opened the package and saw a Hero brandâs fountain pen. It was given to Mo Shengli by Old Mrs. Mo on his birthday. She didnât expect to see it again after all these years!
âThis⦠This is Shengliâs pen!â
Old Mrs. Mo was a little agitated. She hurriedly looked at the package to see if there was anything else inside, but it was empty.
âWhat did the delivery guy look like?â
Old Mrs. Mo hurriedly asked.
The young housekeeper shook her head.
âHe was dressed like a courier, wearing a cap and a mask. I couldnât see his face, but there was a long scar on his arm!â
âScars? Scars!â
Old Mrs. Mo grew increasingly agitated. The scar was accidentally caused by Mo Jinrong and was left on Mo Shengliâs body.
âHeâs still alive? How can he still be alive?â
Old Mrs. Mo muttered to herself, her eyes full of fear.
Back then, no one noticed him amidst the violent storm. They thought he was dead all these years, so why was he suddenly back?
Old Mrs. Mo panicked, her eyes looking around as though she was scared.
Others might not know, but she knew. Mo Shengli had been ambitious since he was a child. Although she didnât say it, she knew it in her heart. She could tell that he was very interested in the Mo Familyâs assets even though he didnât say anything.
âOld Mrs. Mo, is Mo Shengli faking his death?â
Nanny Wu was suspicious.
âFeigning death? I wonder, what exactly is he up to after hiding for so long?â
Old Mrs. Mo thought that she treated him quite well, so he wouldnât be so resolute, right?
At this moment, Mo Jinrong drove into the villa.
âJinrong is here!â Old Mrs. Mo said agitatedly.
âOld Mrs. Mo, slow down!â
Nanny Wu helped Old Mrs. Mo up.
âJinrong, my grandson! Your uncle⦠heâs still alive!â
Old Mrs. Mo handed him the pen and spoke with a trembling voice.
âUncle is still alive?â
Mo Jinrong had a strange expression.
He looked at the address in his hand. It was anonymous, so it was obvious that the other party had come prepared.
âCould they be here for Young Master? After all, Young Master just revealed his identity and has many enemies.â
Mo San guessed.
âNo! This fountain pen is Shengliâs, I gave it to him back then.â
Old Mrs. Mo was firm.
âIf Uncle is still alive, why did he appear now?â
Mo Jinrong frowned. He didnât have a deep impression of this uncle and didnât know what kind of person he was, but he had heard from Old Mrs.. Mo that he was probably a powerful person.