A fashion queen

Finally, a soft but slightly nervous female voice came from the receiver: "I am Bai Feifei, Mr. Mo, what do you want to talk to me about?" At this time, Bai Feifei tried hard to calm the waves in her heart and made her voice sound as calm as water.

"Well, it's like this. I have some important matters that I want to discuss with you in person. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to come over now?" Mo Yunting's words were concise and clear, with an aura that could not be refused.

"Now?" Bai Feifei subconsciously turned to look at Song Yuhang beside her, a hint of hesitation in her eyes. The current situation was indeed a bit tricky for her. After all, she had never expected Mo Yunting to contact her in this way and ask to meet her.

"That's right, now. I hope you can come as soon as possible." Mo Yunting's tone was still firm, as if every word he said was of great importance.

Bai Feifei bit her lip tightly, quickly weighing the pros and cons in her mind. After a moment, as if she had made up her mind, she said into the phone, "Okay, Mr. Mo, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Feifei took a deep breath, trying to calm her troubled mind. Then, she raised her head, looked at Song Yuhang with an extremely firm gaze, and said coldly, "You'd better not bother me from now on, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly turned around, as if struck by lightning. The movement was so swift and decisive, as if a ferocious beast was pouncing behind her. Her steps were firm and powerful, without a single hesitation or pause, and she left with such determination, leaving Song Yuhang alone, standing there blankly, like a statue without a soul.

His eyes followed Bai Feifei's receding figure, a hint of helplessness unconsciously flashing across his eyes. That helplessness spread like the thick fog of late autumn, enveloping him completely.

He clenched his fists tightly, as if trying to grab something, but it was ultimately in vain. At this moment, he could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that Mo Yunting could successfully resolve this difficult matter.

Bai Feifei returned home and hurriedly opened the wardrobe to pick out suitable clothes. Her eyes finally fell on a snow-white slim dress. The dress was like a snow lotus blooming on the snow-capped mountains, pure and beautiful.

After putting it on, Bai Feifei's snow-white skin was set off to the fullest. Then, she skillfully tied her hair into a high ponytail, and a few strands of hair playfully fell beside her ears, adding a bit of youth and vitality to her.

With an uneasy heart, Bai Feifei set off towards the place designated by Mo Yunting - the French Genting Restaurant.

When she finally arrived at her destination and pushed open the door of the restaurant, she saw Mo Yunting sitting alone at the other end of the huge dining table.

At that moment, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. But when she met Mo Yunting's cold eyes, she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable throbbing in her heart. She remembered what her eldest brother had said to her: Mo Yunting was now married and had a career, and was no longer someone she could easily desire.

Thinking of this, Bai Feifei shook her head vigorously, trying to quickly suppress the budding emotions. Then, she took a deep breath, a warm smile bloomed on her face, and she walked forward with light steps, politely greeting him, "Hello, Mr. Mo!"

Mo Yunting was originally sitting there quietly. When he saw her coming, he quickly stood up, with a gentle smile on his face. He nodded slightly to her and said politely, "Miss Bai, please sit down." After that, Mo Yunting showed his gentlemanly demeanor, personally pulled out a chair for Bai Feifei, bent down slightly, and made a gesture of invitation. After she was seated comfortably, he slowly sat down.

"Miss Bai, what would you like to drink? Do you need a waiter to come and take our order?" Mo Yunting's tone was extremely polite, with a perfect smile on his face, giving people a feeling of friendliness and respect.

Despite Mo Yunting's warm hospitality, Bai Feifei seemed a bit cold and blunt. She frowned slightly, then waved her hand without hesitation, answering succinctly, "No... no thanks. Mr. Bai, you didn't invite me here just to catch up, did you? So, let's be frank and speak frankly. Just tell me what you want."

Bai Feifei has always been straightforward and decisive. Hesitation is never an option for her. Once she has an idea, she immediately acts on it. If anyone crosses her, even for the smallest offense, she'll pay them back double. She's a vindictive person.

Mo Yunting was stunned at first by Bai Feifei's blunt words, then couldn't help but laugh. A flicker of admiration flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and replied, "Haha, Miss Bai is truly a person of character. Such a straightforward personality is truly admirable! No wonder my wife likes you so much." Honestly, Mo Yunting hadn't expected Bai Feifei to be so decisive and efficient before now; it truly impressed him.