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  Mo Yongheng paused for a moment before continuing, “Since I’ve already had my guard up against Mo Kun, I wouldn’t have let him plot against me so easily!”


  Mo Yongheng had made a backup copy of every transaction he made in the company.

  Even if Fu Jin stepped out to frame him by saying that he was the instigator, there was no evidence, so it was impossible that he would get convicted.

  Otherwise, he would not be so politely invited to the station to assist in the investigation.

  “My guess is that Mo Kun probably wanted to weaken my image in front of the elders of the Mo Family so that when he wants to deal with you in the future, no one will be able to help you.” Mo Yongheng’s gaze turned to Nian Xiaomu.

  Mo Kun was a far more difficult person to handle than they had imagined.

  He would not simply watch as Nian Xiaomu developed the clothing factory and produce beautiful results in front of the other shareholders, threatening his position as President.

  “But, what a pity this is. We’d originally thought that the fake accounts could bring Mo Kun down, but he actually struck us first and now has the upper hand!”


  Mo Yongheng already knew without asking that the news of him being taken away by the police to assist in investigations had probably already spread throughout the Mo Corporation and shareholders.

  Even if he stepped out now to accuse Mo Kun of being involved in this, nobody would believe him.

  On the other hand, they would think that he was accusing Mo Kun intentionally to shirk responsibility for his wrongdoings.

  Moreover, there was Fu Jin as a witness…


  Since they had no advantage at all, they should simply endure it.

  Handing over a thumb drive to Nian Xiaomu, Mo Yongheng muttered slowly, “This is what I discovered last night. Although it can’t be used to deal with Mo Kun now, keep it with you. It might be of use later.”


  “Umm.” Nian Xiaomu took the thumb drive from him and kept it after glancing at it briefly.

  “About the rebuilding of the clothing factory, you must carry it out personally. There must not be a single mistake in the process, or else Mo Kun will never give you a second chance!” Mo Yongheng reminded.

  Nian Xiaomu grabbed onto his hand and asked anxiously, “How about you? What should I do for you now? Since you know that Mo Kun would let you be his scapegoat, have you not thought about how to prove your innocence?”


  “You don’t have to do anything. I believe that the police will investigate this properly. Or when you guys have finally exposed Mo Kun’s true colors and punished him, I’ll be able to leave this place,” Mo Yongheng remarked calmly.

  Once he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Nian Xiaomu again.

  “Don’t let this matter get into the ears of Bengbeng.”


  “What?” Nian Xiaomu asked.

  Mo Yongheng’s gaze lowered slightly and pressing his lips together, he replied, “I meant, don’t let the elderly head find out about this. Otherwise, he might get worried.”


  “Umm,” Nian Xiaomu nodded obediently and agreed without thinking much about it.

  On the other hand, a flash of light swept past Yu Yuehan’s dark eyes, but he did not directly expose him.

  Mo Yongheng then went on to give some instructions on what needed to be taken note of regarding the matters in the company, until Executive Assistant Yang came over to remind them that it was time to leave.

  Yu Yuehan held onto Nian Xiaomu and left first, while Zheng Yan was still looking at Mo Yongheng and he too was staring back at her.

  The two seemed as if they wanted to say goodbye to each other, but could not bear to do so.

  They simply continued to stare at each other.

  “Ms. Zheng, we really have to go. Otherwise, we may delay the police in their investigation. It won’t be nice if word of this got out.” Executive Assistant Yang walked over to Zheng Yan and whispered to remind her.

  Hearing this, Zheng Yan still did not move, but Mo Yongheng, on the other hand, nodded at her and turned to leave.

  “Mo Yongheng!” Zheng Yan looked at the back of his lonely figure and suddenly called out.

  “Don’t be afraid, I’ll come and see you often!”


  “…”


  Mo Yongheng stopped in his tracks and turned back to stare deeply at her.