Zhan Mohan had heard from Fang Xun about Wei Jin causing trouble for Wei Yumeng, and since he encountered her again today, he naturally wanted to get a good look at this Wei Jin.
"What do you think the consequences will be if you push me too far?"
He asked again, and Wei Jin, knowing she was in a difficult position, could only brace herself and reply, "Brother-in-law, you are a man of such standing. If you truly get angry, the other party will suffer greatly."
"Like that company boss who went bankrupt today."
Zhan Mohan "thoughtfully" gave her a nearby example. She immediately broke out in a sweat and nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, yes, brother-in-law, I have something to do, I'll leave first."
Saying that, Wei Jin prepared to slip away, but as she turned, she bumped into someone.
The man she bumped into quickly steadied her, "Baby, what's the hurry?"
Hearing this, Wei Yumeng became curious. Wasn't she still flirting with Old Zhang a couple of days ago? Who was this one?
She couldn't help but appraise the man. He wasn't very old, and he looked like a young master from some wealthy family in Pengcheng, his clothes looking expensive.
As the man steadied Wei Jin, he saw Zhan Mohan and stepped forward to greet him, "Mr. Zhan, you're here too, what a coincidence."
Zhan Mohan nodded faintly, "I'm accompanying my wife shopping."
The man smiled, then pulled Wei Jin to turn her face, speaking as if introducing his girlfriend to an acquaintance, "I'm also accompanying my girlfriend. This is my girlfriend, Wei Jin."
Zhan Mohan looked at the two of them with a playful expression, "Chen Mo, I must say your taste in girlfriends is not as sharp as your judgment on projects."
So this man's surname was Chen. Wei Yumeng vaguely recalled that her company had some cooperation with the Chen family last month, and this might be the Chen Mo in front of her. Since Zhan Mohan could cooperate with the Chen family, it seemed Chen Mo was a decent person, and perhaps Wei Jin had deceived him.
Chen Mo heard Zhan Mohan's words and looked at Wei Jin with confusion. Knowing that Zhan Mohan wouldn't gossip about others, he asked, "Mr. Zhan, do you know each other?"
Zhan Mohan didn't speak. Seeing this, Wei Jin quickly said, "Darling, I forgot to tell you, Mrs. Zhan is my sister."
Wei Jin's heart was pounding, afraid that Zhan Mohan would reveal everything about her and Old Zhang.
Old Zhang was too old. If it weren't for his money, Wei Jin wouldn't have even glanced at such an old man. So, she was still stringing along Chen Mo.
Chen Mo was solely focused on expanding the Chen family's business, so for a long time, he hadn't noticed that she had another sugar daddy.
Spending money from two men simultaneously, her days were filled with eating, drinking, playing, and beauty spas. She didn't want this life to be disrupted. Who knew that today, her attempt to steal a chicken would result in losing the rice, and she thought she could humiliate Wei Yumeng, only to fall into a pit herself.
Chen Mo's expression became somewhat subtle upon hearing that she was sisters with Wei Yumeng, but he didn't press further on what Zhan Mohan meant.
He belatedly forced a perfunctory smile, "That's quite a coincidence. Mr. Zhan, it's almost lunchtime. Why don't we have a meal together? I have some questions about company operations that I'd like to ask your advice on."
Zhan Mohan didn't immediately agree but instead sought Wei Yumeng's opinion with his eyes. After all, having a meal with Wei Jin at the same table, he had to consider Wei Yumeng's feelings.
Wei Yumeng, now feeling mischievous, immediately agreed with a beaming smile, "Sure, I'm hungry too. Let's all eat together, and you two can chat about work."
Zhan Mohan could see through her hidden intentions at a glance and couldn't help but chuckle.
On the other hand, Wei Jin's face was stiffening. If Zhan Mohan weren't there, she would have forcefully dragged Chen Mo away. Having a meal with them now, she feared Wei Yumeng had ill intentions.
However, this time, she was truly mistaken. Although Wei Yumeng's intentions were impure, it was just a sudden mischievous thought, wanting to see how Wei Jin, who was on tenterhooks, could eat her meal.
The few of them arrived at the restaurant. Chen Mo was quite well-behaved. Compared to the Zhan family, the Chen family was insignificant. He was a younger generation to Zhan Mohan, and since he was seeking advice, his attitude had to be humble. This was not difficult for him, but it was truly a trial for Wei Jin to act respectfully towards Wei Yumeng.
Chen Mo's focus for this meal was on seeking Zhan Mohan's advice, so he had no time to care about Wei Jin's emotions. He never noticed that Wei Jin found the food as tasteless as chewing on wax, her expression as ugly as if she were eating someone else's leftovers from her plate.
Wei Yumeng, sitting opposite, had a hearty appetite, especially seeing Wei Jin's stifled expression, she ate with even greater gusto. wΑp.kanshu伍.net
The two men chatted about work, and the two women enjoyed the meal. Although it was truly difficult for Wei Jin, she managed to maintain appearances.
However, no one expected an unwelcome guest to appear at this meal.
Wei Yumeng was eating with great relish when suddenly, her plate was knocked over by a flying palm. She froze for a moment, then felt the force from Zhan Mohan on her shoulder as he scooped her up and placed her behind him.
Chen Mo also reacted quickly and pulled Wei Jin to his side. Seeing the man standing by the table, he appraised him, "Uncle, if you're too hungry, I can ask the restaurant to make you a portion. Don't be so extreme."
Although the situation was serious, and Wei Yumeng had almost been hit, she almost burst out laughing when she heard Chen Mo mistaking this person for a beggar.
The man standing there was none other than Old Zhang, who had just declared bankruptcy. Perhaps due to the sudden bankruptcy of his company and his employees not getting paid, Old Zhang was now in a terrible state, with one arm in a sling and his clothes torn. He did indeed look quite like a beggar.
It was fortunate that Chen Mo was a good-tempered person. His table was overturned, and he still wanted to offer the man food. No wonder he was deceived by Wei Jin.
Old Zhang, of course, did not appreciate this. He pointed at his face, "I don't need your charity. Do I look like a beggar?"
Wei Yumeng guessed that Chen Mo was nodding repeatedly in his mind right now, but Old Zhang was not here for Chen Mo.
He then stepped forward and grabbed Wei Jin's arm with his uninjured one. The dark stain on his hand immediately left a large black imprint on Wei Jin's clothes. "You come with me, you scoundrel. How dare you betray me? I provided for you, and you dare to keep a gigolo behind my back."
He had returned home in a disheveled state after his employees caused a disturbance at the company, only to find Wei Jin missing. Fortunately, the housekeeper had kindly told him Wei Jin's whereabouts before leaving.
He searched around the mall for a long time before finding them, only to see her sitting next to Chen Mo.
Wei Jin naturally pretended not to know this person and backed away, "Who are you? I don't know you. You've mistaken me for someone else."
"Mistaken?" Old Zhang released his hand and slapped her across the face. Her lip immediately started bleeding. "Say that again. Did I mistake you?"
Seeing this, Chen Mo immediately stepped forward to free Wei Jin from Old Zhang's grip. Old Zhang only had one hand, so he was naturally no match for Chen Mo. He tried to punch Chen Mo, but Chen Mo pinned his hand behind his back against the table.
"Sir, if you continue to make a scene like this, I will have to call the police."
Chen Mo was naturally unwilling to believe Old Zhang's foul language. But Old Zhang had lost everything. He was a desperate man, and despite being unable to move, he continued to curse.
"You gigolo, you're playing hero to save the damsel? This bitch cheated me out of my money and went out to have fun with you. I'll beat her to death today."
Knowing that Old Zhang had gone bankrupt, Wei Jin immediately packed her valuables and moved into the apartment she had secretly rented. She thought Old Zhang wouldn't find her, but she didn't expect this old man to be so terrifying when he was mad.
A few days ago, Wei Yumeng had personally seen her with him. Wei Jin, disregarding the pain on her face, feared that Old Zhang would spout nonsense and that Wei Yumeng would reveal everything.
She could only cling to Chen Mo's shirt pitifully and sob, "I don't know this person. You chase him away."
Her crying demeanor was indeed pitiable, but Old Zhang was no longer buying it.
"You don't know me? Shall I take out the videos of you trying to please me and show them to everyone?"