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.

what are you doing? Don't get in the way of me meeting

the receptionist froze momentarily, her gaze

you're not Lady

"..."

stood dumbfounded, her mind racing

actually looking

Xinxin knew Mo? How could that

Lady Yan Xinxin. I

The receptionist apologized.

alright, it's not

raised her gaze to Yan Zhirou, whose face

that some people are too delusional, that's

"Yan Xinxin, you..."

dropped, grinding her teeth in anger as jealousy and confusion

receptionist quickly took the initiative to lead

Yan, you're already late. Please

"Sure, thank you."

of her eye, she could see Yan Zhirou's face turn a livid shade of green, which gave her

suddenly recalled that Zhirou seemed infatuated with Mo Chuxi, spending considerable effort to join Di Jue Financial

led Yan Xinxin to a frosted glass door,

deep, magnetic male voice

voice sounded so familiar that Yan Xinxin paused for two full seconds before stepping

revealing a man in a white shirt seated

for a closer look, her

is

Xinxin froze where she stood, utterly

was the same one who

could there be

dark, penetrating eyes, his gaze

seemingly youthful girl, barely

gave him last night was nothing

it. That little boy named Yan Chenxi was

he couldn't explain, Mo Chuxi felt a strange tightness in

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

"Sit down."

Xinxin, speaking in

no intention of staying and simply wanted

down the money she

my son to

Chuxi's brows furrowed. Once again, she was simply paying

retreat, his expression

the office, a familiar force stopped her in her

"Ah—!"

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

go of me! Release

"..."

turned dangerously grim. He grabbed her wrist, preventing her from

scent emanating from him drew closer. When she looked