The silver Rolls-Royce drove away, and the sense of familiarity gradually became blurred.
After a while, Mo Ling stopped thinking and left the mine with Lin Zhi.
After the mine successfully changed owners, the equipment and personnel entered the field and began to dig and mine.
This matter was naturally handed over to Mo Tianyang. He was in charge of the jewelry business.
On Friday, Mo Tianyang came to the president's office to report the latest progress.
There was no problem with the mine's operation, and Mo Tianyang did not make any progress. He finished the report in ten minutes.
After taking a sip of coffee, he took out a leather envelope from his suit pocket.
"Uncle, all the information you asked me to check is here."
Mo Ling opened the envelope and took out a stack of photos, which were full of photos.
There were secretly taking photos, as well as take photos on the Internet, all kinds of photos.
And all the photos had one thing in common: most of the photos were covered.
In addition to the mask, there was also a special veil.
"F*ck is very mysterious and low-key, and there is very little social information. I only know that she comes from the Middle East and is the daughter of an oil merchant."
Mo Tianyang said truthfully.
"Knock! Knock! Knock!"
There was a knock at the door, and then Lin Zhi pushed the door open. "Young Master Yang, Second Young Master is here."
Mo Lingxue nodded slightly.
Lin Zhi leaned to one side, and Mo Tianyu walked in with a smile.
"Nice to meet you, uncle." He greeted him respectfully. When he saw Mo Tianyang, he said in surprise, "I didn't expect my brother to be here. I was wondering why there was no one in your office."
Mo Tianyang frowned slightly. "What are you doing here?"
Mo Tianyu did not answer him. Instead, he made a sound of surprise and quickly approached the stack of photos on the desk.
"Wow! Who is this beauty? Her figure, her legs, her temperament, and her skin are like a goddess's ceiling! But why are they all covering her face?"
Mo Tianyu chattered non-stop. Mo Tianyang was about to remind him to pay attention to the occasion and be careful of his uncle's anger. However, Mo Tianyu let out an exaggerated cry.
"Wait!" He pulled out one of the secretly taken pictures of her back. "Hey, look at this back. Don't look at your face. Just look at your back. Is it a little similar to Ye Linlang's?"
Mo Ling's attention had been focused on the report. When he heard this, he could not help but frown.
Mo Tianyang thought that he was angry, so he quickly kicked Mo Tianyu. "Don't talk nonsense!"
Mo Tianyu was in pain, but he did not dare to be angry. He could only mutter in a low voice, "I was just saying it casually. Why are you so serious? Besides, she's a goddess. How can Ye Linlang, the little village girl, compare with her? You're so mean."
At the same time, in the deep forest thousands of miles away, Ye Linlang suddenly sneezed for no reason.
Achoo—!
The assistants all stopped what they were doing and looked over with concern.
"Professor Ye, are you okay?"
Ye Linlang wiped it with a tissue and then waved her hand. "It's okay. You can continue."
She took a week off from Mo Ling's company and only went to work once next week. She flew back at night after the chat on Wednesday. She had to make full use of the four days she had to spend in the middle.
Ye Linlang chose to go up the mountain with her assistants to observe the rare herbs she had carefully cultivated before.
There were fewer and fewer wild animals, and their living conditions were also very unstable. A few years ago, Ye Linlang and her grandfather, Ye Shunyuan, began to develop in the field of artificial cultivation.
About half an hour later, Ye Linlang's cell phone suddenly rang.
Mo Ling gave her a video call.
The corners of Ye Linlang's lips curled into a smile. She had indeed come to probe.
She stood up quickly, walked out of the place where the herbs were planted, and pressed the answer button.
"You're too young. What's the matter?"
In the video, there were green trees and weeds all around. Obviously, they were in the deep mountains. Ye Linlang was dressed in coarse linen clothes and trousers. Her hair was pinned under a wide linen hat. Sweat could be seen faintly on her face. She was dressed like a farmer.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Ye Linlang took the phone and turned it left and right. "In the mountains, help grandpa pick up firewood."
Not far away, the assistants stopped in their tracks.
Picking up firewood?
The firewood was worth hundreds of millions of yuan, and no one could afford to burn it.
Mo Ling raised his sword-shaped eyebrows slightly. "Didn't you go home to deal with the basic situation?"
"I've dealt with it," she replied as usual. "I'll do something for grandpa in the next few days."
Her expression was natural, and her eyes did not dodge at all. Her reason was reasonable.
Mo Ling could not see any flaws in the call, so he had to end the call.
Holding her phone, Ye Linlang recalled the text message she received last night.
"Linlang, the youngest martial uncle, the Mo family has sent several groups to investigate your identity in the past two days. Fortunately, you have been keeping a low profile. In the end, they only got some unimportant photos. We also intercepted the hacker on the Internet in time. But you should pay more attention. I am afraid that they will try to test you."
Ye Linlang replied with an "OK" emoji.
"Professor Ye, the growth data has been collected." An assistant shouted.
Ye Linlang retracted her thoughts and walked over.
On the other side, after Mo Ling put down his phone, a self-mocking sneer appeared on his lips.
She was really a little dizzy.
Mo Tianyu liked to talk nonsense. Originally, it was impossible for Mo Ling to take it seriously. But unfortunately, he remembered the look he had when he parted with him.
She took a quick glance at it, but found it familiar.
In the video just now, he had specially observed Ye Linlang's eyes. Her eyes were cold and very sharp, while her eyes were lazy. When she smiled, her eyebrows were curved, and she looked more feminine.
Buzz—
His cell phone rang with the sound of a message.
It was sent by Zhong Rou'er. "Ling Qian, I'll take the plane to respect you tonight. Maybe I won't come back in the future. Can you come and see me off?"
Half a month had passed since the designer competition. On the day when Zhong Rou'er was exposed, she returned to the old house of the Zhong family.
When such a thing happened, Madam Mo was furious. She immediately decided to move Zhong Rou'er out of the Mo family and not allow her to enter again.
The Zhong family's communication was fruitless. In the end, Old Master Zhong threatened her with his life. Only then did Mrs. Mo change her mind and agree to send Zhong Rou'er abroad. However, she was not allowed to step into the Mo family again.
[ didn't have time] Mo Ling replied with only two words: dried-up and shriveled-up.
Zhong Rou'er sent another message. [Mo Ling'er, you're so heartless.]
Mo Ling glanced at the screen and clicked delete.
"Is he heartless?"
He had never hinted or rejected her, but she did not believe in evil.
At the end of the day, it was just Zhong Rou'er's own affection.
On Monday, when Ye Linlang returned to the Mo family's villa, the room that belonged to Zhong Rou'er had already become a storage room.
As soon as he stepped into the villa, Uncle Cheng came up and said, "Miss Linlang, when you are ready, go to the study. Old Master will wait for you there."