From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 114: The Clouds Clear: The Truth About Family Secrets

Detective Lin's voice suddenly stopped, and a busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

Mo Han's face suddenly changed, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

"Detective Lin! Detective Lin!" He growled into the phone, but only heard a cold "beep".

Wen Nuan's heart rose to her throat, and she held Mo Han's hand tightly, her fingertips were cold.

"Zhang Zhiyuan... Could it be him..." Before she could finish her words, a line of bright red code suddenly popped up on the computer screen, and the alarm sounded again.

King hacker!

He's still here!

Wen Nuan felt her blood freeze. The codes that kept jumping on the screen were like the devil's grin, mocking their powerlessness.

"He wants to destroy all the data!" Wen Nuan exclaimed, and despair overwhelmed her like a tide.

At this critical moment, Detective Lin's voice came from the phone again, but this time, his tone was full of confidence and excitement.

"Mr. Mo, don't worry! I have located the position of hacker Wang!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, like a reassurance, instantly dispelling the fear in Wen Nuan's heart.

"He can't run away!" Detective Lin said firmly, "I'll send you the address now, we'll be there soon!" Before he finished speaking, Mo Han's mobile phone received a text message with an address clearly displayed on it.

A sharp light flashed in Mo Han's eyes. He held Wen Nuan's hand tightly and said firmly, "Let's go! Let's catch him!"

Sirens pierced the night sky, and dazzling red and blue lights flashed, making the dilapidated scene of the abandoned factory look like a ghostly den.

Mo Han and Wen Nuan followed Detective Lin and the police into the factory. The air was filled with the nauseating smell of engine oil and rust.

Behind a pile of discarded machine parts, they found Wang Hacker.

He curled up there, his face pale and his eyes full of fear.

The armed police around him made him give up the idea of ​​resistance.

"Who ordered you to do this?" Mo Han's voice was cold, like a judgment from hell.

Hacker Wang trembled, his eyes flickering, and he didn't dare to look directly into Mo Han's sharp gaze.

Under the powerful pressure, he finally broke down and revealed the mastermind behind the scenes - the Mo family's biggest rival, Zhang Zhiyuan.

The lights in the Mo family's old house were on, and family members gathered together in a solemn atmosphere.

Wen Nuan stood in front of everyone, her eyes firm and her voice clear: "The real leaker is Zhang Zhiyuan!" She presented Wang the hacker's confession and all the evidence to everyone one by one, with clear logic and conclusive evidence.

Zhang Zhiyuan's face was pale and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. He tried to quibble but was speechless under the warm and sharp questioning.

When the truth came to light, the Mo family was in an uproar.

Uncle Mo, who had previously doubted Wen Nuan, turned pale. He looked at Zhang Zhiyuan in disbelief, his lips trembling, but he couldn't say a word.

Wen Nuan looked at Uncle Mo with a complicated expression. She slowly said, "Uncle Mo..."

Before Wen Nuan finished speaking, Uncle Mo suddenly stood up, tears streaming down his face.

"Wu Nuan, child, it was your Third Uncle who wronged you! Your Third Uncle is getting old and confused!" He walked up to Nuan tremblingly, holding her hand tightly, his guilt evident in his words.

Other family members also expressed their apologies to Wen Nuan, and the haze that had previously lingered over the Mo family was swept away, replaced by a sense of relief and joy.

Mo Han excitedly picked up Wen Nuan and spun her around several times. Wen Nuan smiled happily like a child, and her clear laughter echoed in the hall of the old house.

After going through this storm, their relationship was not only not broken, but became even more indestructible, as if it had been tempered by fire and became even more brilliant.

At this moment, Mo Han's phone suddenly vibrated. He glanced at the caller ID and his expression changed slightly.

"Hello?...What?!" He suddenly raised his head, his eyes sharp, and a hint of disbelief in his tone, "...I know." He hung up the phone and looked at Wen Nuan, his eyes deep and complicated.

"It seems that things are not completely over yet..."

In the Mo Group building, sunlight streamed into the president's office through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shining on Mo Han's angular face.

He held the latest financial statements in his hand, a satisfied smile on his lips.

The revelation of the truth about the leak not only did not have a negative impact on the Mo family, but was a blessing in disguise.

The public expressed appreciation for Mo's crisis handling capabilities and transparency, and the stock price rose instead of falling, and partners also strengthened their confidence in cooperation.

Mo's operations are more stable and thriving than ever before, as if reborn from the ashes and even stronger.

Wen Nuan also gradually adapted to the identity of the young lady of the Mo family. She was no longer the weak abandoned daughter of the family, but a confident, elegant and independent woman.

With Mo Han's support, she founded her own studio and her career flourished.

Those who had hurt her in the past could only look up to her light and feel regretful.

However, just when everything seemed calm, new challenges quietly arrived.

That night, Mo Han and Wen Nuan were enjoying a rare moment of privacy for two, a romantic candlelight dinner, soft music, everything was so beautiful.

Suddenly, Mo Han's cell phone rang at an inopportune time.

He glanced at the caller ID and frowned slightly. It was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello?" Mo Han answered the phone with a hint of vigilance in his tone.

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Mo, long time no see."

Mo Han's heart sank suddenly. He was not familiar with this voice, but it made him feel inexplicably uneasy.

"who are you?"

"Haha, you don't have to know who I am. You just need to know that I know a lot of your secrets." The voice was a little teasing, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, spitting out its tongue, making people shudder.

Mo Han's expression changed, and his grip on the phone tightened unconsciously. "What on earth do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Mo, the fun has just begun." After the voice finished speaking, it hung up the phone, leaving only a creepy busy tone.

Mo Han stood up suddenly, his face terribly gloomy.

"What's wrong?" Wen Nuan noticed that Mo Han was acting strangely and asked with concern.

Mo Han took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"It's okay, just a little trouble." He didn't want to make Wen Nuan worry, but the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He had a premonition that a bigger storm was coming...

Just then, the phone rang again, still from that unfamiliar number.

Mo Han hesitated for a moment, but finally answered the phone.

"you……"

"Mr. Mo, what have you considered?" The voice was tinged with sarcasm. "I advise you to..."

The voice on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly. Mo Han held the phone, his face ashen, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He slammed his phone to the ground, sending pieces flying everywhere.

"What's wrong?!" Wen Nuan exclaimed. She had never seen Mo Han lose his composure like this.

Mo Han didn't answer, but just held Wen Nuan's hand tightly, his tone as cold as the wind from hell: "We... are in trouble."