Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife

Chapter 9: Chapter 009: The Person Young Master Mo Wants to See is Her

"Ding!"

As Yan Zhirou finished her shameless remark, the elevator doors opened right on cue.

Yan Xinxin clenched her fists tightly.

Was this person really her biological sister? Not only did she spew such hurtful words, but she had also committed an utterly unforgivable act.

Yan Xinxin truly wanted to slap her across the face, but arguing with Yan Zhirou here was clearly not a rational move.

"Yan Xinxin..."

"Yan Zhirou, one day, you will regret everything you've done."

Yan Xinxin interrupted, her expressive eyes casting a meaningful glance at Yan Zhirou before stepping out of the elevator.

"Yan Xinxin! What do you mean by that? How dare you threaten me?"

Yan Zhirou followed closely behind her out of the elevator.

It was only after stepping out that she realized this was the 18th floor—the floor where the executives of Di Jue Financial Group gathered.

She glanced around and noticed Yan Xinxin looking up and scanning her surroundings, as if she were searching for someone.

What was going on?

Why would Yan Xinxin come to Di Jue Financial Group?

A sense of unease crept over Yan Zhirou. She nervously clutched the bag in her hand.

Inside it were the jewelry design sketches she had stolen from Yan Xinxin's room. The reason she had successfully passed her interview last week was entirely thanks to those two excellent designs.

"Are you Lady Yan?"

While Yan Zhirou was caught in turmoil, a receptionist not far away suddenly stood up, smiled faintly in their direction, and greeted them.

Yan Xinxin naturally heard the receptionist's voice. Just as she was about to walk over, Yan Zhirou darted past her, arriving at the counter first.

"Lady Yan, President Mo is waiting for you in his office. Let me take you there."

The receptionist offered a friendly gesture.

Yan Zhirou's mouth curved in surprise and delight. She was momentarily speechless, but her heart raced with ecstatic anticipation.

On her very first day of work, Mo—the elusive President Mo—had asked to see her. It must be, it had to be, love at first sight!

Unable to contain her excitement, Yan Zhirou turned her head and shot Yan Xinxin a smug, condescending glance.

Yan Xinxin ignored Yan Zhirou's provocation and checked the time, realizing it was already nine o'clock.

She quickly walked to the front desk, intercepting Yan Zhirou's path.

are you doing? Don't get in

this, the receptionist froze momentarily, her gaze shifting questioningly to

not Lady Yan

"..."

Zhirou stood dumbfounded, her mind

Chuxi was actually looking for

knew Mo? How could that

Lady Yan Xinxin. I mistook this

The receptionist apologized.

alright, it's not your

a friendly smile, then raised her gaze to Yan Zhirou,

that some people are too

"Yan Xinxin, you..."

in anger as jealousy and

the growing tension between them, the receptionist quickly took the

Yan, you're already late.

"Sure, thank you."

the corner of her eye, she could see Yan Zhirou's

that Zhirou seemed infatuated with Mo Chuxi,

a frosted glass door, knocked softly, and

deep, magnetic male voice resonated from

Xinxin paused for two full seconds before stepping

seated behind the desk. Backlit by the light, his features appeared

closer look, her

Why is it

face, Xinxin froze

was the same one who had taken her son

be

his dark, penetrating eyes, his gaze

be true? This seemingly youthful girl, barely

last night was nothing like that of someone who

the facts and the documents confirmed it. That little

Mo Chuxi felt a

someone's elaborate scheme last night, he didn't expect that the woman involved had already been

"Sit down."

glanced at Yan Xinxin, speaking in a faint, neutral

no intention of staying and simply wanted

the desk, set down the money she had prepared beforehand, and

taking my son to the

Once again, she was simply paying

eager retreat,

as Xinxin thought she was about to leave the

"Ah—!"

Xinxin cried out instinctively, panic-stricken as she felt his imposing

go of me! Release me,

"..."

He grabbed her wrist, preventing

from him drew closer. When she looked up in bewilderment, she was met with his cold, chiseled