From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 11 The Banquet Returns: A More Severe Test

Wen Nuan stood at the door of the banquet hall and took a deep breath.

The dazzling crystal chandeliers, the elegantly dressed guests, and the bustling atmosphere of toasting and chatting all reminded her of the "Ashura Field" of the last banquet.

Wow, this feeling is more exciting than meeting performance indicators (KPIs)!

Especially when she caught a glimpse of undisguised malice in the corner of Miss Su's eyes, alarm bells rang in her heart: this wave might be about to unleash a big move.

Miss Su did not disappoint her.

Halfway through the banquet, she walked over to Wen Nuan casually, holding a glass of champagne. Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but just loud enough for a few people around to hear: "I heard that Wen Nuan has been doing very well in the Mo Group recently? I don't know what means she used..." She covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes full of sarcasm.

Wen Nuan smiled slightly and continued calmly, "Miss Su, you're joking. I'm just doing my job. But Miss Su seems to be particularly concerned about my affairs. Could it be..." She paused deliberately, and glanced at Miss Su meaningfully, "Could it be... Miss Su is also interested in a position at the Mo Group?"

Miss Su's face froze. She hadn't expected Wen Nuan to turn the tables on her. "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Wen Nuan shrugged innocently, "I didn't say anything. It was Miss Su who took it personally." She looked around, her tone slightly regretful, "Alas, some people can't bear to see others have what they can't have."

The guests around were originally skeptical about what Miss Su said, but now seeing her reaction, they immediately understood about 70% of it.

As the discussion gradually grew louder, Miss Su's face turned red and white, as colorful as a palette.

She glared at Wen Nuan fiercely, turned around and left in a hurry, her back looking in a disheveled state.

Wen Nuan looked at her back with a sneer on her face.

This is just the beginning, the game has just begun.

She picked up a glass of red wine, shook it gently, and her eyes fell on Mo Han who was chatting and laughing with someone not far away.

Mo Han seemed to notice her gaze, turned his head to look over, and nodded slightly.

Wen Nuan raised his glass in greeting, then drank the red wine in the glass.

"The best is yet to come..." she whispered.

Miss Su's embarrassing exit did not bring peace to the banquet. Instead, it was like a small stone thrown into the lake, causing ripples.

Some guests who were originally quite polite to Wen Nuan began to treat her coldly after hearing Miss Su's "hints", with scrutiny and suspicion in their eyes.

Some people even deliberately whispered to her as she passed by, their words full of sarcasm.

Wen Nuan felt nothing in her heart, and even felt like laughing.

That's it?

Sprinkle some water!

She is no longer the soft persimmon that was bullied by others.

Mo Han stayed by her side the entire time, holding her hand tightly, as if silently declaring his support.

His broad and warm palms gave warmth great strength.

"Ignore them, they're a bunch of sourpuss." Mo Han whispered in her ear with a hint of doting in his tone.

Wen Nuan smiled back, her eyes full of confidence. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

In the following time, Mo Han calmly came to Wen Nuan's rescue.

He took her among the guests, introduced Wen Nuan's identity to everyone, and cleverly resolved the difficulties raised by several guests.

Wen Nuan also showed a graceful and elegant demeanor, with proper conversation and graceful manners, which gradually changed the views of those who originally had prejudices against her.

Just as the atmosphere was gradually relaxing, the pianist in the banquet hall suddenly announced that he had something to do and had to leave.

The scene suddenly fell into an awkward silence.

"How about I play a song for you?" Wen Nuan walked to the piano, her tone calm but with unquestionable power.

Mo Han looked at her, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The show is about to begin..." he whispered.

Warm and slender fingers danced on the black and white keys, and smooth notes poured out like flowing water.

An extremely difficult piano piece was performed vividly under her fingertips, sometimes passionate, sometimes soothing, and every note was full of emotion.

The guests who were originally whispering gradually quieted down, their eyes attracted by the warmth.

Even those who had been cold to her before couldn't help but show surprised expressions.

How can she be called an abandoned daughter of the family?

She is clearly a hidden treasure girl!

Miss Su stood in the crowd, her face ashen.

She originally wanted to see Wen Nuan make a fool of herself, but unexpectedly she was slapped hard in the face.

Before her carefully prepared "surprise" appeared, Wen Nuan had already won the attention of the entire audience with her own strength.

How could she bear this?

At the end of the song, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

The guests came forward to express their appreciation, their words full of admiration and praise.

"Miss Wen Nuan is truly a hidden talent! Her piano playing is simply professional-level!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect Miss Wen Nuan to have such a talent. It's really impressive!"

The guests who had been indifferent before also changed their attitudes and put on smiles.

"Miss Wen Nuan, I apologize for any offense I may have caused you before."

"Yes, it's our fault that we didn't recognize the real talent. I hope Miss Wen Nuan doesn't mind."

Wen Nuan smiled slightly and responded to everyone's praise gracefully.

She knew this was just the beginning.

Mo Han stood aside, looking at Wen Nuan who was surrounded by everyone, his eyes full of pride and doting.

He walked up to her, gently put his arm around her waist, and whispered in her ear: "It seems that my vision is not bad."

Wen Nuan turned around and gave him a bright smile.

At this moment, the door of the banquet hall was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar figure appeared at the door.

The person who came was Mo Han's mother, Mrs. Mo.

Her face was gloomy and her sharp eyes swept across the room, finally landing on Wen Nuan.

"Mo Han, come here." Madam Mo's tone was cold, with unquestionable majesty.

Mo Han raised his eyebrows slightly, and quietly hugged Wen Nuan's waist, giving her silent support.

He turned to Madam Mo and nodded slightly: "Mother, is there anything wrong?" Madam Mo walked straight up to the two of them, her sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the warm disguise.

"Come with me." She said to Mo Han in a firm tone, completely ignoring Wen Nuan's presence.

Wen Nuan's heart tightened, and a feeling of unease spread.

She felt that Mrs. Mo's arrival was not accidental, perhaps she had discovered some clues.

But she still maintained an elegant smile on her face, as if everything was under control.

Mo Han gave Wen Nuan a soothing look and whispered, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon." After that, he followed Mrs. Mo to the lounge on the side.

Seeing this, Miss Su immediately seized the opportunity to move closer to Wen Nuan, saying in a sarcastic tone, "Hey, Miss Wen Nuan, it seems that Madam Mo is not very satisfied with your performance. I wonder how long this contract between you and Mr. Mo can last?"

Wen Nuan chuckled, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes: "Miss Su, instead of worrying about my affairs, you should think more about how to please Madam Mo. After all, some people can't even sign a contract."

Miss Su's face changed and she trembled with anger.

She glared at Wen Nuan fiercely, turned and left, but secretly planned how to take revenge in her heart.

The guests around saw this scene and whispered to each other, wondering what Mrs. Mo wanted to talk to Mo Han about.

Some people said that Madam Mo came to call for punishment, while others said that Madam Mo came to test Wen Nuan.

For a moment, all kinds of rumors spread in the banquet hall.

Time passed by minute by minute, but Mo Han still didn't come back.

My warm heart gradually sank, and a bad premonition came to my mind.

At this moment, the big screen in the banquet hall suddenly lit up, showing a document.

The contents of the file are...

Warm and responsible project contract!

"What's going on?" Wen Nuan was shocked and had a bad premonition.

Miss Su, who was standing next to her, showed a smug smile at this moment, and said lightly: "The good show has just begun..."