From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 211: Exploring the Core of the Rebellion: The Beginning of the Breakthrough

Wen Nuan's face became solemn after reading the message on Mo Han's phone.

On the screen was the latest intelligence sent by Steward Lin: within the family business, the data of several key departments had experienced abnormal fluctuations. Although the amplitude was small and easily overlooked, for someone like Mo Han who was extremely sensitive to numbers, it was as clearly visible as a firefly in the dark night.

"They are still controlling it secretly!" Wen Nuan whispered, and a chill ran up from the soles of her feet to her heart.

Although they jointly suppressed the last rebellion, the real mastermind behind it obviously did not stop, but instead acted more covertly.

A huge pressure enveloped the two of them, like the calm before the storm, suffocating.

Mo Han took a deep breath, put the phone back in his pocket, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"The more covert they are, the more it shows that they have concerns." He analyzed calmly, "The previous actions were too ostentatious and exposed part of their strength. Now they must be more cautious, so they chose this method of nibbling." His slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, and various clues from the past kept flashing through his mind, like a puzzle, pieces gradually fitting together.

Suddenly, his eyes focused and locked onto a piece of information that was easily overlooked - the time points of several abnormal fluctuations in the data subtly overlapped with Uncle Mo's itinerary.

"Second Uncle Mo..." Mo Han murmured softly, a bold guess gradually taking shape in his mind.

Is this second uncle, who has always been low-key and even a little cowardly, really as simple as he seems?

In order to verify his guess, Mo Han mobilized all his connections and resources and began to secretly investigate Uncle Mo.

However, Uncle Mo was like a cunning fox, hiding very deeply and leaving almost no loopholes.

The investigation was progressing slowly, which only increased Mo Han's suspicion.

At the same time, some older members of the family, such as the elder of the Zhao clan, began to feel dissatisfied with Mo Han and Wen Nuan's strong style, believing that they were too young and inexperienced, and even began to question the way they handled the rebellion.

The undercurrents within the family make Mo Han and Wen Nuan's situation even more difficult.

Just when the two were at a loss, Butler Lin hurried over and brought new news.

"Master Mo Han, I... I seem to have discovered something..." Butler Lin looked nervous, his tone hesitant, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Speak!" Mo Han's tone was sharp and left no room for doubt.

"I... I saw Uncle Mo... He has been meeting with a few strangers recently. Those people... don't look like good people..." Butler Lin said tremblingly, his eyes flickering, not daring to look directly into Mo Han's eyes.

Mo Han and Wen Nuan looked at each other, and saw shock and a hint of understanding in each other's eyes.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, and Aunt Mo ran in in a panic, "Wu Nuan! I... I think I also discovered..."

Aunt Mo's face was pale. She held on to the door frame, panting, and said intermittently: "Wen... Wen Nuan! I... I seem to have discovered... discovered something..." Her eyes flickered and she looked around in fear and anxiety, as if something terrible was chasing her from behind.

"Aunt San, please tell me slowly, what happened?" Wen Nuan quickly stood up, helped Aunt San Mo sit down, patted her back gently, trying to calm her down.

Aunt Mo took a few deep breaths and said in a trembling voice, "I... I saw my second brother. He... He has been accompanied by a few strangers recently... Those people... look vicious and ferocious, not like good people..." She tightly grasped Wen Nuan's hand, her eyes filled with fear, "I... I dare not tell anyone. I'm afraid... I'm afraid that they will retaliate against me..."

Wen Nuan comforted her gently: "Aunt San, don't be afraid. Tell me everything you know and I will protect you." Wen Nuan's eyes were firm and powerful, giving Aunt Mo a little comfort.

Seeing Wen Nuan treating Aunt Mo patiently, Mo Han walked over, gently put his arm around Wen Nuan's shoulders, and gave her silent support.

Wen Nuan leaned into his arms, and they smiled at each other, their eyes full of trust and strength.

In this family full of conspiracies and calculations, they became each other's strongest support.

At this moment, Steward Lin hurried in. He glanced at Mo Han and Wen Nuan, then at Aunt Mo, who was still in shock. Finally, he mustered up the courage to speak: "Young Master Mo Han... I... I've heard some new things..." He paused, his tone solemn, "About the elders of the Zhao clan..."

Steward Lin stammered, "I... I heard that Elder Zhao... he's been very close to Second Uncle lately..." He carefully observed Mo Han's expression and added, "I... I also heard that Second Uncle promised that if he succeeded, he would make Elder Zhao the honorary chairman of the family business..."

When these words were spoken, Mo Han and Wen Nuan were stunned.

The elder of the Zhao clan is highly respected in the family. If he really turns against them, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for them.

Aunt Mo was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she muttered to herself: "How could this happen... How could this happen..."

Wen Nuan took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

She knew that now was not the time to panic and that she had to find a solution as soon as possible.

"I have to go talk to the elders of the Zhao clan in person." Her eyes were firm and her tone was unquestionable.

Mo Han looked at her worriedly: "Wen Nuan, the situation is unclear right now. It's too dangerous for you to go alone."

Wen Nuan held his hand and gave him a reassuring look: "Don't worry, I will be careful." She turned to Butler Lin and ordered, "Uncle Lin, prepare the car."

Wen Nuan came to the residence of the Zhao clan elder, who was leisurely drinking tea.

Seeing Wen Nuan, he was slightly surprised, but still politely asked her to sit down.

Wen Nuan stated her purpose directly. She did not beat around the bush, but revealed the current difficulties of the family business and Uncle Mo's conspiracy.

Her tone was sincere, her eyes were firm, and she didn't back down at all.

The elder of the Zhao clan listened quietly, with no expression on his face, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

After Wen Nuan finished speaking, he put down his teacup and slowly said, "Wen Nuan, I've heard a little bit about what you said, but..." He paused, his tone meaningful, "Empty words are not enough to prove anything. How can I trust you?"

Wen Nuan was well prepared. She took out some documents from her bag and handed them to the Zhao clan elder: "These are the recent financial statements and some internal information of the family business. You can take a closer look."

The elder of the Zhao clan took the document and read it carefully.

As time went by, his expression became more and more solemn, and his brows became more and more furrowed.

After reading the document, he sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Oh, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

Wen Nuan struck while the iron was hot and continued, "Elder Zhao, the future of our family rests in your hands. I hope you can make the right choice."

The Zhao clan elder was silent for a long time, and finally spoke slowly: "Wen Nuan, let me think about it again..."

Wen Nuan stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Elder Zhao, I will wait for your reply." After that, she turned and left, leaving Elder Zhao alone in the room in deep thought.

Wen Nuan walked out of the Zhao clan elder's residence, looked up at the sky, and felt mixed emotions.

She didn't know what choice the Zhao clan elder would make in the end, but she knew that she had tried her best.

At this moment, a black car stopped quietly not far away...

The car window slowly lowered, revealing a gloomy face - Uncle Mo.

He looked at Wen Nuan's departing figure, a cold smile curling up at the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, little girl, do you think you can convince the Zhao clan elder? You are too naive!" He picked up his phone and dialed a number, "Hello, it's me... She went to see the Zhao clan elder..."

Wen Nuan walked out of the Zhao clan elder's residence. A chill came over her heart and she felt an inexplicable uneasiness.

The street lights were dim, stretching her figure out very long. The surroundings were quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects.

Suddenly, several men in black rushed out from the dark alley and pounced on her without saying a word.

Wen Nuan was startled and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the other party was obviously well prepared and surrounded her.

At this critical moment, a black car came speeding, and an agile figure jumped out of the car and rushed into the crowd like a cheetah.

Mo Han!

Wen Nuan felt delighted, as if she had found her backbone.

Mo Han's attacks were fierce and deadly, and each punch was accompanied by the sound of whistling wind. The men in black were no match for him at all and fell to the ground wailing.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining few people left a few harsh words and fled in panic.

"Are you okay?" Mo Han asked with concern, looking Wen Nuan up and down, his eyes full of worry.

Wen Nuan shook her head and held his hand tightly: "I'm fine, luckily you came in time."

Mo Han held her in his arms and patted her back gently: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The pedestrians around applauded and cheered for Mo Han's heroic behavior.

The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of trust and love.

However, they all knew in their hearts that this was just the calm before the storm. Uncle Mo would not give up and greater challenges were still to come.

Back in the car, Mo Han's face was solemn. He dialed a number and said, "Please help me check where those people came from..." A respectful voice came from the other end of the line: "Yes, Mr. Mo."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Han turned to look at Wen Nuan, a cold glint in his eyes: "Second Uncle Mo, the game between us has just begun..."

Wen Nuan held his hand tightly, without saying a word, just looking at him quietly. The tacit understanding between the two of them needed no words.

Suddenly, Mo Han's phone vibrated. He opened it and his expression suddenly changed...

"Damn it!" He slammed his fist on the steering wheel, making a dull sound.

Wen Nuan's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition came over her: "What's wrong?"

Mo Han took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. He handed the phone to Wen Nuan. A line of words appeared on the screen: ...