From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 40 A New Journey for a Happy Couple: A Warm New Beginning

A rapid knock on the door broke the silence of the bedroom.

Mo Han stood up and opened the door. Standing outside was Butler Ma with a serious expression.

"Sir, Madam, someone is looking for you downstairs." Butler Ma's words made both of them feel a little confused. Who could it be at this late hour?

In the next few days, Wen Nuan devoted herself to her work. The new project progressed smoothly. She gradually won the respect of some new employees, and everyone admired her work ability.

However, there are always some rumors buzzing like mosquitoes.

Chen Xin, a new employee and a top graduate from a prestigious university, considered himself an elite. He was quite dissatisfied with Wen Nuan's promotion and privately murmured with several other employees: "I don't know what kind of luck she had to get promoted so quickly. It must be because of connections." These words reached Wen Nuan's ears. Although she tried not to care, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

When Mo Han learned about it, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

At the company meeting the next morning, he publicly praised Wen Nuan's contribution to the project in front of all employees, and listed her work results in detail, with detailed data and clear logic. The employees who were gossiping were speechless, and Chen Xin's face turned pale, and he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

Mo Han announced domineeringly: "Wu Nuan's abilities are obvious to all. Her promotion is entirely based on her own strength. I hope to hear no more discordant voices in the future." After he said that, he looked at Wen Nuan affectionately, and Wen Nuan responded with a sweet smile.

That night, the Mo family villa was brightly lit and a small family gathering was held.

Wen Nuan wore an elegant evening gown, holding Mo Han's arm, chatting and laughing with the guests, her every move showing elegance and grace.

She was enjoying the peace and happiness of the moment, not realizing that a pair of jealous eyes were staring at her...

A waiter, holding a wine glass, approached her seemingly unintentionally and whispered, "Miss Wen, someone wants to see you..."

The waiter's words made Wen Nuan feel a chill in her heart.

She looked around calmly. The guests were toasting, chatting and laughing. Everything seemed normal.

"Who is it?" Wen Nuan asked in a low voice.

"You'll know when you get there." The waiter gave a meaningful smile, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

My warm heartbeat began to accelerate, and an ominous premonition came over me.

She whispered something to Mo Han, then used the excuse of going to the bathroom and followed the waiter to the garden behind the villa.

The moonlight shines on the garden path, the shadows of the trees sway, and the air is filled with the faint scent of roses.

A familiar figure stood beside the flowers, it was Lin Xiao.

"Long time no see, Wen Nuan." Lin Xiao turned around with a half-smile on his face and a hint of provocation in his tone.

Wen Nuan sneered: "Why, the ghost is still there?"

"I just wanted to come and see how you are doing." Lin Xiao's gaze fell on the shining diamond ring on Wen Nuan's hand, and a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

She deliberately walked over to Mo Han, took his arm in a seemingly affectionate manner, and said delicately, "Dear, I miss you so much."

Mo Han calmly withdrew his arm and looked at Lin Xiao with cold eyes: "Ms. Lin, please respect yourself." He walked over to Wen Nuan, held her hand tightly, and said firmly: "Wen Nuan is my wife, I love her, please don't harass us anymore."

Lin Xiao's face turned ugly in an instant. She didn't expect Mo Han to reject her in front of so many people, and so ruthlessly.

She gritted her teeth, turned and left, her back filled with resentment and resentment.

"Drama Queen, the identification is complete." Wen Nuan looked at Lin Xiao's back and smiled disdainfully.

Mo Han rubbed the warm hair lovingly: "Ignore her, let's go home."

Hand in hand, the two returned to the brightly lit villa.

Wen Nuan was in an especially happy mood, and she felt that her relationship with Mo Han had become even stronger.

After returning home, Wen Nuan and Mo Han cooked dinner together... "Ah!"

"Ah!" Wen Nuan let out a low cry. The sharp kitchen knife cut a tiny cut on her slender index finger, and bright red blood oozed out instantly.

Mo Han rushed to Wen Nuan and nervously grabbed her hand: "What's wrong?!" Seeing the wound, he gasped in pain, with a hint of self-blame in his tone, "It's all my fault, I should have been the one cutting the vegetables." He carefully rinsed Wen Nuan's injured finger under the faucet, then gently wiped it dry with a clean towel, his movements as gentle as if he was treating a precious work of art.

After finding the medicine box, Mo Han skillfully disinfected and bandaged Wen Nuan, his eyes full of doting.

Wen Nuan looked at the man in front of her who was busy working for her, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

All the hardships, grievances and pains of the past have disappeared at this moment.

"Alright." Mo Han blew gently on the wound, his tone so gentle it could drip honey. "From now on, let me handle dangerous things like this."

Wen Nuan smiled and shook her head. "I'm not that delicate. It's just a minor injury." She took Mo Han's hand, interlocking their fingers. "I don't want to become a wealthy wife who never touches women."

Mo Han scratched Wen Nuan's nose lovingly: "You..."

The two smiled at each other, and the air was filled with sweetness.

After dinner, the new housekeeper, Ma, stood respectfully aside, waiting for instructions.

This meticulous old butler was specially arranged by the old man of the Mo family, saying that he was here to help the two newlyweds adapt to their new life.

"Young Madam," Butler Ma said in a steady voice, "We've heard from the old house that some of the elders in the clan have some... opinions about your company affairs." He paused, choosing his words carefully. "They think... you've risen to power too quickly, and I'm afraid it'll be difficult to convince the public."

Wen Nuan raised her eyebrows, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

Mo Han held her hand tightly, giving silent support.

"Oh? What do they think?" Wen Nuan's tone was relaxed, as if she was talking about today's weather.

Butler Ma pushed his glasses up on his nose and said in a serious tone, "As a rule, family members working in the company must start from the grassroots level and gradually rise through the ranks..."

Wen Nuan interrupted Butler Ma, a sly smile on her lips: "Butler Ma, times have changed. What's popular now is 'rocket-style' promotions. Do you understand?"

Butler Ma had a serious expression on his face, obviously unable to understand the meaning of Wen Nuan's words.

Mo Han looked at Wen Nuan's confident look, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and gently squeezed her hand.

"Let them come at me." Wen Nuan's tone was understated, but with an unquestionable dominance.

Wen Nuan hummed a little tune and happily chose clothes to wear when visiting the elders tomorrow.

Mo Han leaned against the door frame, watching her busy figure, and an indulgent smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Wife, are you going to kill monsters and level up? Do you want your husband to sponsor you with a set of equipment?"

Wen Nuan turned around and flirted with Mo Han: "Husband, are you planning to support me?"

Mo Han smiled as he walked forward, hugged Wen Nuan from behind, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said in a low and ambiguous tone: "I wish I could keep you in my golden house, but I can't bear to let you go out and show your face in public."

"How can that be? I'm going to be the queen of the workplace!" Wen Nuan turned around, stood on tiptoe, and pecked Mo Han lightly on the lips. "Wait until I deal with those old antiques, and then I'll come back and reward you!"

The next day, Wen Nuan dressed up and appeared elegantly at the Mo family residence.

Faced with the questioning or scrutinizing gazes of several elders, she was neither humble nor arrogant, and greeted them one by one in a graceful and generous manner.

"I heard that you are doing very well in the company, young man. It's a good thing to be motivated, but you also need to pay attention to steady progress." A white-haired old lady said with a hint of warning in her tone.

Wen Nuan smiled faintly: "Thank you for your teachings, Grandma. Young people should always have some 'Internet+' thinking and rapid iteration to overtake others. Don't you agree?"

The old lady was stunned by the trendy words and didn't react for a moment.

Another elder snorted coldly, "Overtaking on a curve? I think you're trying to reach the top overnight! Without grassroots experience, can you manage a company well?"

Wen Nuan wasn't annoyed, and maintained a respectful smile. "Uncle, times have changed. 'Dimensionality reduction strikes' are the new thing. Although I don't have grassroots experience, I have a broader perspective and more advanced concepts, which are the core competitiveness of a company's development."

Several elders took turns to talk to Wen Nuan and "interrogate her soul".

Wen Nuan handled the situation with ease, sometimes quoting from classics and sometimes making witty remarks, which not only demonstrated her ability but also maintained the face of her elders.

Seeing that the little girl was not moved by any persuasion, an elder finally used his trump card: "Young man, it's all talk and no action. How about this, if you can win the cooperation project from Wu Dui within a month, we will recognize your ability." Wu Dui was notoriously difficult to deal with, and this was clearly a deliberate attempt to make things difficult for him!

The warm smile remained, but a subtle glint flashed in her eyes. "It's a deal!" She paused, her tone playful and a hint of provocation. "But if I win, do you elders have to express your gratitude as well?"

The air froze instantly and everyone looked at each other.