Chapter 353 - Being Followed
President Wife is Pretty and Cool
Translator: Henyee TranslationsEditor: Henyee Translations
âYoung Madam! Young Master has never eaten anything like that before, heâs going to have diarrhea.â
Mo San was worried.
âItâs been cleaned and it wonât hurt to eat it. Butler Mo, have some too,â Lan Anran smiled and said.
Mo San wasnât a clean freak, but after pretending to be Mo Jinrong and eating all kinds of delicacies outside for so many years, he wasnât used to small restaurants like this.
âIs that what a doctor like you should say?â
âMo Jinrongâs expression was still tortured, as though he had just eaten a pile of sh*t.
âItâs just a piece of intestine, why do you look like youâve eaten sh*t?â Lan Anran smiled and asked.
Mo Jinrong felt even more disgusted and wanted to vomit all the food he had eaten since last night.
He couldnât sit still, so he sat outside.
âHave you done the thing I asked you to do? When can I start treatment?â
Mo Jinrongâs expression was still painful.
Lan Anran thought about it. Her father was lying in the hospital and she didnât have the time to care about Xiang Tian, let alone treat him.
âShe said that her schedule is quite full recently, maybe in a month.â
Lan Anran said this because she was thinking about her fatherâs condition.
Mo Jinrong shook his head, denying her suggestion without hesitation.
âOne month is too long. Five days. Ask her to treat me in five days. I can pay more.â
Lan Anran didnât know how to reject. Her father wouldnât be able to recover in five days and if she acted as Zero, she would have to run between the hospital and Mo Jinrong.
âJinrong, your illness isnât that serious yet, you donât have to be so anxious.â
âNo! I have a hunch heâll be here soon.â
Mo Jinrong had recently felt someone, like a presence, by his side and could sense his existence at all times.
âIs your illness not cured yet? I think itâs better to fight poison with poison. Do you get upset just because you interact with girls? Wouldnât you get better after a few more kisses?â Lan Yanran took big bites of his bun and said.
âNonsense! Donât come up with such rotten ideas. Hurry up and eat, then go back and see Dad.â
Lan Anran patted his head gently.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âMo Jinrong was stunned and didnât speak. Afterwards he said
âanran, if you encounter any difficulties, you can look for me directly.â
âI can deal with it myself, you need to do something about Lan Yaxin,â Lan Anran mumbled after she ate the last mouthful of large intestines and drank a mouthful of soup.
After the two of them parted at the hospital entrance, Mo Jinrong went to the company.
âYoung Master! Miss Qiu Chaâs design sample is out and has become extremely popular even before it has been released. Many people are vying for it,â Mo San said.
âThis finished product is going to be sold much more than Qiu Chaâs previous designs. Remember to do a research review.â
âYoung Master! The Qin Familyâs market is approaching saturation and more than half of our cosmetics market has been snatched by them. Our sales season has reached a new low this month, hurry and think of something!â
âMo San was anxious.
âThe Mo Family had always been the leader of their respective industries. If one of their industries fell, others would think that the Mo Family was weakening. If several families joined forces, the Mo Family might not be able to last long.
âLhave been busy with Uncle recently and forgot about this matter. Ask Qiao Shen to have a meeting with me.â
Mo Jinrong opened the contract on the table.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
There was a polite knock on the door and Mo San was startled when he opened the door.
âMiss Tan! Why are you here again?â
Mo San had a headache and he turned to look at Mo Jinrong.
âTm not here to quarrel. I admit that my previous actions were overboard. I thought about it when I got back and have decided to let go of my obsession with Boss Mo. Iâm only here as an agent to discuss the details with Boss Mo. I donât have any other thoughts.â
Mo Jinrong glanced up at Tan Siwen. She was indeed dressed more formally today, unlike the previous times when she was exposed.
âMo San, let her in.â
Mo Jinrong spoke softly again. âI donât want anything to happen again so please act respectfully.â
âTm the only one in the Tan Family left who could make decisions, so Iâm just here to discuss the details as the person in charge of the Tan Familyâs project. You can rest assured that I wonât pester you anymore.â
âTan Siwen had a sincere expression.
âActually, there arenât many details to discuss. I have assigned the people in charge from the Mo Familyâs side to meet you. You can look for them in the future. There is a special team that is in charge of this matter, so you donât have to come find me again,â Mo Jinrong lowered his head and said.
âBoss Mo, you really avoid suspicion. There arenât many men like you these days. I heard that your marriage to Miss Lan was decided by your parents. I wonder when your wedding will be so that I can attend?â
Tan Siwenâs smile became bashful and no one could tell what she was up to.
âThere will be one, Miss Tan, but letâs talk about the project first.â
Mo Jinrong felt that work shouldnât be mixed with personal feelings.
The two of them talked in the office for more than an hour.
âThatâs settled for today. Itâs noon, would you be interested in having lunch?â Tan Siwen smiled and asked.
âItâs alright, I have an appointment with Anran.â
Mo Jinrong refused.
âTan Siwen found it too boring to hang around unnecessarily and nodded before leaving.
âYoung Master, when did you make an appointment with Young Madam for lunch?â
Mo San was confused.
âJust now!â
Mo Jinrong looked down at his watch. It was noon, had she eaten yet?
âMo San, drive to the hospital.â
Mo Jinrong stood up, picked up his coat, and strode out.
âYoung Master! I have been wanting to ask you a question. Is Xiang Tian still going to make medicine?â
Mo San found it strange. Xiang Tian hadnât done anything recently and the medicine wasnât being produced. The patients were asking him in the group chat when he would be selling his medicine.
âHow much stock do we have?â Mo Jinrong asked as he walked.
âAside from the last time, there are probably two more truckfuls.â
Mo San calculated.
âSend it all out tonight. Tell them that today is the last time and that there wonât be anymore.â
âMo Jinrong looked reluctant. He had been doing this for Mo Ying all these years and now that he had let go of her, this matter should end.
âYes, Young Master!â
Mo Jinrong got into a Maybach and drove towards the hospital.
On the way, he suddenly felt that someone was watching his car.
âMo San, is the car behind us following us?â
Mo Jinrong stared at the rearview mirror vigilantly.
âMo San sped up and so did the car behind him.
âHeâs following us, what should we do?â
âWrite down the license plate. Turn the steering wheel at the intersection in front and shake him off before going to the hospital.â
âMo Jinrongâs gaze suddenly tumed sharp. No one had dared to follow him yet, so this might be Mo Shengliâs car.
âYoung Master, sit tight!â
Mo San looked at the crossroad in front. Before the traffic light turned red, he suddenly stepped on the accelerator and took advantage of the fact that there werenât a lot of cars in front to drift the Maybach, swinging into another junction. Just as the traffic light turned red, he drove off!
Before the driver in the car behind could react, the road in front was flowing with traffic and the car was blocked..