Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  The ancient beauty of the Mo Family mansion, which had been accumulated over hundreds of years, was a sight to behold.

  “President Mo, this is Nian Xiaomu’s personal information.” The butler, who was impeccably dressed, placed a document in front of Mo Qian.

  He then respectfully retreated to a corner.

  Mo Qian was sitting on a mahogany sofa that had exquisite workmanship. Even at home, he sat especially upright.

  His every movement carried the air of an influential figure.

  He reached out for the document in front of him and scanned through it, his brows furrowing unconsciously.

  “Everything about her before she was twenty is empty?”


  The butler hurriedly responded, “Yes. No one knows how Nian Xiaomu appeared in City H. It was as if she just appeared there overnight. She studied at a nursing school, then entered the Yu Family as a nurse… Now, she’s the public relations manager of the Yu Corporation and although it hasn’t been publicly announced, she’s also Yu Yuehan’s fiancée.”


  Such a personal resume was enough to make those who heard it marvel in awe.

  Yu Yuehan’s name was known to almost all in the industry.

  He was a rising figure in the business industry and a young talent at that.

  Within the span of a few years, he easily set foot in various fields of the industry, expanding the scale of the Yu Family’s business to nearly a hundred times more than it was before.

  It was rumored that Yu Yuehan was a cold-blooded person who stayed away from women.

  But, from what Mo Qian saw, it wasn’t the case.

  Yu Yuehan cherished his fiancée greatly, and even when they had spoken in the lounge, he was holding her hand throughout the whole time. The level of care he showed towards her was nowhere less than that of someone protecting a rare gemstone.

  What made one more curious, was how had Nian Xiaomu progressed from being a mere nurse to Yu Yuehan’s fiancée?

  Mo Qian’s sharp gaze was glistening slightly as he stared at the picture of her on the document.

  That was the picture Nian Xiaomu had handed in when she signed up to get her certification as a nurse.

  From the picture, the girl’s animated eyes were curved beautifully.

  She looked very pretty.

  An unexplainable familiar feeling appeared in Mo Qian’s heart, and a wave of indescribable emotions hit him.

  His coarse finger lightly brushed the picture in his hand.

  His gaze turned gentle, extremely gentle…


  It was as if he could see someone through the picture before him.

  Outside the door came the sudden sound of footsteps which interrupted his thoughts.

  In a split second, Mo Qian contained his emotions and changed his gaze, returning to his original state.

  He raised his head slightly and looked at Mo Yongheng who came walking in.

  “You’re back.”


  Mo Qian’s deep voice rang slowly.

  Mo Yongheng stopped for a moment before continuing to walk towards him and greeted him respectfully.

  “Uncle.”


  His cold tone was how he usually treated everyone.

  He was cold, like a robot, with not a tinge of warmth in him at all.

  Mo Qian seemed as if he had already got used to him being like this, and was unbothered. He merely looked at him and instructed the butler to pour him some tea.

  “It’s fine. I have something else to handle, I just came to get some medicine.” Mo Yongheng stopped the butler as he answered lightly.

  Upon hearing this, Mo Qian did not force him either.

  He waved to gesture the butler to back down.

  “I heard you saw Nian Xiaomu earlier at the hotel? Why didn’t I hear you speak of this before?” Mo Qian suddenly asked.

  After hearing this question, Mo Yongheng’s face remained expressionless.

  His brows knitted briefly before relaxing again.

  “I don’t know her.”


  These few words instantly made Mo Qian unable to continue the conversation.

  All he could do was let out a sigh.

  “Didn’t you meet her at the shopping mall today too? I heard that you stood up for her and fined Tao Yunyun. You rarely get involved in such matters.”


  “…”


  This time, Mo Yongheng did not reply to him immediately. Instead, he raised his head to look at Mo Qian.