From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 162 Reputation Returns: Boycott Finally Resolved

Wen Nuan took a deep breath and pushed open the door of President Zhao's house.

The servant led her to the reception room, where President Zhao sat upright with a serious expression.

Wen Nuan got straight to the point: "President Zhao, I know you're boycotting the Mo family because of Ms. Su's misleading advice." President Zhao snorted coldly: "Miss Su is a respectable woman, and the evidence she provided is solid. Why should I believe you?"

Wen Nuan didn't flinch, staring directly at President Zhao. "Evidence? The so-called evidence Ms. Su gave you is nothing but a lie she carefully wove! She's jealous of me and my husband, and she's deliberately trying to destroy the Mo family, and me too!" President Zhao frowned, his tone tinged with impatience. "Words are worthless! What evidence do you have to prove Miss Su is lying?"

The atmosphere between the two was tense, as if a fierce quarrel would break out at any second.

Wen Nuan felt unprecedented pressure, as if she were at the center of a storm, but she remained calm and spoke word by word, "President Zhao, do you really trust Su Mingyuan? Have you ever considered that she might have other motives for approaching you?" President Zhao stood up abruptly and glared at Wen Nuan, "What do you mean?"

A cold smile curled up Wen Nuan's lips. "My point is simple, President Zhao. You've been used." She pulled a document from her bag and gently placed it on the table. "I think this will make you change your mind." President Zhao picked up the document suspiciously, opened the first page, and his face instantly turned ashen...

"This...this is impossible!"

The documents contained chat records between Su Mingyuan and internet promoters planning to discredit the Mo family and incite a boycott, and even included transfer records that were fabricated as evidence.

Every screenshot and every message was like a sharp blade, piercing through the lies carefully woven by Su Mingyuan.

Chairman Zhao's hands trembled slightly, and his face turned from ashen to pale.

He couldn't believe that he was being played around by a woman.

Wen Nuan watched the changes in President Zhao's expression calmly, without a trace of emotion in her heart.

She knew that the power of truth was enough to defeat all lies.

Mo Han stood behind Wen Nuan, his deep gaze always fixed on her.

There was no trace of doubt in his eyes, only full of trust and encouragement.

Wen Nuan drew strength from his eyes and spoke more firmly: "President Zhao, do you believe me now?"

President Zhao sat dejectedly in his chair and waved his hand weakly, "I... I need time to think about it." He raised his head and looked at Wen Nuan with a complicated look, "Su Mingyuan... why did she do this?" Wen Nuan sneered, "Because of jealousy, because of hatred, and because... she wanted to get something that didn't belong to her." She paused, her eyes sharp as a knife, "President Zhao, you are a smart person, you should understand what I mean."

At this moment, the door of the reception room was suddenly pushed open, and a sharp voice broke the solemn atmosphere: "President Zhao, you can't believe her! She's lying!" Su Mingyuan rushed in with a pale face and a panicked look, pointing at Wen Nuan and shouting: "You...you dare to frame me!" Wen Nuan raised the corner of her mouth with a mocking arc, "Frame? Su Mingyuan, do you still need me to frame you for what you did?"

Su Mingyuan's eyes flickered, filled with fear and anxiety.

She subconsciously looked at President Zhao, but found that President Zhao's eyes were cold and unfamiliar, as if he was looking at a stranger.

"Ms. Su," President Zhao spoke slowly with a cold tone, "I think we need to have a good talk..." He paused, his eyes fell on the documents on the table, "About these evidences..." Su Mingyuan's face turned pale in an instant, she opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

"You...what do you want to do?" Su Mingyuan's voice trembled, as if she sensed the coming storm.

President Zhao picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number...

The number President Zhao dialed was the police number.

Su Mingyuan's face turned pale as paper in an instant. She never expected that everything she had carefully planned would end in this way.

She wanted to escape but was stopped by President Zhao's bodyguard.

Wen Nuan looked at Su Mingyuan's desperate struggle without a trace of pity in her heart.

She knew that everything Su Mingyuan did was her own fault.

As the sirens got closer, Su Mingyuan's eyes were filled with fear and despair.

She knew that legal sanctions would be waiting for her.

Chairman Zhao looked at Su Mingyuan who was taken away, sighed deeply, turned to look at Wen Nuan, his eyes full of apology: "Miss Wen, I wronged you before. I didn't expect Su Mingyuan to do such a thing..."

Wen Nuan smiled faintly: "President Zhao, it is a great honor to admit your mistakes and improve them."

President Zhao nodded solemnly. "Don't worry, Miss Wen. I will clarify everything for the Mo family in social circles and publicly support them." He paused, his tone tinged with admiration. "Miss Wen, your courage and wisdom are admirable."

With the support of President Zhao, Wen Nuan immediately released a series of explanations about the true situation of Mo's Enterprise on the online social platform and exposed Su Mingyuan's conspiracy.

This information spread quickly, attracting a lot of attention and support from netizens.

The direction of public opinion began to change, and more and more people began to believe Mo and condemn Su Mingyuan's despicable behavior.

Mo Han watched all this, his eyes filled with pride and love.

He walked to Wen Nuan, gently put his arm around her shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "You're great." Wen Nuan leaned in Mo Han's arms, feeling his warm embrace, her heart filled with happiness and security.

She knew that with Mo Han by her side, she could overcome all difficulties.

Just then, Wen Nuan's phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the caller ID and her expression changed slightly.

"Hey?"

"Wen Nuan, do you think you've won just like that?" A cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "The fun has just begun..."

With Chairman Zhao publicly expressing his support for the Mo family, the social circle's climate has completely changed.

Entrepreneurs who once avoided the Mo family have taken the initiative to contact Mo Han and express their intention to cooperate.

Not only did Mo's Enterprises' reputation fully recover, it even reached a higher level than before, and its stock price soared.

Those companies that once actively participated in the boycott, seeing that the situation was hopeless, turned against the Mo family like fence-sitters and rushed to mend their relationship with the Mo family, fearing that they would be retaliated against later.

Seeing that her carefully planned conspiracy had completely failed, Su Mingyuan disappeared like a rat crossing the street and never dared to show up in the social circle again.

Mo's Enterprise held a grand reception to celebrate the resolution of the crisis and to announce Mo's strong comeback.

Wen Nuan and Mo Han, as the protagonists, stood in the center of the banquet hall, accepting congratulations from all sides.

Wen Nuan was dressed in an elegant dress and looked radiant, while Mo Han was dressed in a suit and tie and looked very dignified.

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

This crisis not only did not defeat them, but instead brought them closer together and deepened their feelings.

However, just as the Mo family was immersed in the joy of victory, Wen Nuan received a mysterious letter.

There was no signature or address on the envelope, only a few simple words: I know all your secrets.

My warm heart suddenly sank, and an ominous premonition came over me.

She calmly put the letter away, still keeping a smile on her face, but her heart was in turmoil.

After the banquet, Wen Nuan returned to her room and couldn't wait to open the envelope.

There was only one line of beautiful handwriting on the letter paper: I know that your marriage with Mo Han is just a contract...

The letter paper in the warm hand slowly fell to the ground.