From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 44 Undercurrent: Ambiguity on the Eve of Counterattack

Mo Han was like a gust of wind, blowing through various departments of the Mo Group and appearing in several partner companies like a whirlwind.

He checked surveillance cameras, records, and even went through the trash cans himself, not missing any clues.

Wen Nuan followed behind him, watching the collar of his shirt soaked with sweat and the dark circles under his eyes getting darker and darker, her heart ached like a knife.

"Mo Han, you should take a rest." Wen Nuan gently pulled his sleeve, her tone full of worry.

Mo Han shook his head, his eyes firm: "It's okay, I can still hold on." He rubbed Wen Nuan's hair, "Don't worry, I will take care of everything." But how could Wen Nuan feel at ease?

She was the source of this storm. If it weren't for her, Mo Han wouldn't have to work so hard.

She clenched her fists, her heart filled with guilt and self-blame.

She secretly vowed to become stronger as soon as possible and no longer be a burden to Mo Han.

At this moment, a call from reporter Fang interrupted the warm thoughts.

"Mr. Mo, I found something." Reporter Fang's voice was tinged with excitement. "There's an email exchange between PR Cai and opponent Wu. The content... is quite explosive!"

Mo Han immediately perked up: "Send it to me!"

The content of the email shows that Cai Public Relations not only planned the smear campaign on the Internet, but also bribed several small media outlets to publish more lethal fake news.

What is even more shocking is that the email also mentioned a mysterious person "Mr. X", who seems to be the mastermind behind the whole incident.

"Mr. X?" Mo Han frowned. The appearance of this mysterious figure made the whole incident even more confusing.

It seems that this pool of water is deeper than he imagined.

"Wen Nuan," Mo Han suddenly turned around, with a barely perceptible solemnity in his eyes, "We have to go see someone..." Mo Han drove to the Mo family's old house with Wen Nuan.

Along the way, both of them were silent, and the atmosphere in the car was a little solemn.

Her warm palms were sweating slightly, and she knew that this trip to see Grandpa Mo would be a tough battle.

Grandpa Mo is the pillar of the Mo family. He has a strict and old-fashioned personality and cares most about the family's reputation.

Hiding the secret marriage from him was already disrespectful, and now this kind of thing happened again. Wen Nuan couldn't imagine how furious Grandpa Mo would be.

"Don't be nervous." Mo Han seemed to sense Wen Nuan's uneasiness and reached out to hold her hand. Wen Nuan's hand was wrapped in his broad and warm hand, and she felt inexplicably at ease.

When they arrived at the Mo family's old house, Grandpa Mo was drinking tea in the garden. When he saw the two of them appear together, his face instantly darkened.

"How dare you come to see me?" The old man's voice was filled with unquestionable majesty.

Mo Han told Grandpa Mo the whole story, emphasizing Wen Nuan's innocence and the opponent's despicable tactics.

Wen Nuan also bravely expressed her determination that she would not back down and would face everything with Mo Han.

After hearing this, Grandpa Mo's face remained gloomy, but his tone softened a little.

"You guys are really kidding! Secret marriage is just child's play!" He put down the teacup heavily with a bang.

Wen Nuan lowered her head and didn't dare to speak, while Mo Han stepped forward and stood in front of Wen Nuan.

"Grandpa, I know I was wrong, but Wen Nuan and I are truly in love. I will handle this matter properly and will not damage the Mo family's reputation."

Grandpa Mo looked at Mo Han's determined eyes and sighed.

"Alas, you young people..." He waved his hand, "Never mind, since it has already happened, let's think about how to solve it." His eyes fell on Wen Nuan with a hint of scrutiny, "Girl, you have to do your best too, don't let my grandson worry about you in vain."

Wen Nuan raised her head and nodded firmly: “Grandpa, I won’t let you down!”

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow shines on the Mo family garden. Mo Han gently brushes the hair off Wen Nuan's face, his movements incredibly gentle.

Wen Nuan's face flushed slightly, and her heartbeat quickened as she felt Mo Han's hot breath.

"No matter what, I won't let you get hurt." Mo Han whispered in her ear, his voice low and magnetic, with a hint of imperceptible possessiveness.

Wen Nuan's heart beat faster. She raised her head, met Mo Han's deep eyes, and nodded gently.

"Grandpa, we have something to do and we have to leave first." Mo Han suddenly said, with an imperceptible urgency in his tone.

"What's the hurry?" Grandpa Mo asked puzzledly.

Mo Han didn't answer, but just took Wen Nuan's hand and quickly left the garden...

"Wait a moment!

Mo Han suddenly stopped and turned to Grandpa Mo and said, "Tomorrow, you will see something... interesting."

After leaving the Mo family's old house, Mo Han did not take Wen Nuan home directly, but drove to a private club in the city center.

"Why did you bring me here?" Wen Nuan asked curiously.

Mo Han smiled mysteriously: "I'll show you the world."

In the club, several men in suits and ties with a strong aura had been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Mo, long time no see." One of them spoke first, his tone respectful.

Mo Han nodded slightly and introduced to Wen Nuan, "These are all bigwigs in various industries." Wen Nuan was secretly amazed. She didn't expect that Mo Han actually knew so many powerful people.

In the following time, Mo Han demonstrated his strong social skills. With just a few words, he made these bigwigs promise to remain neutral in the subsequent public opinion storm, or at least not to add fuel to the fire or add insult to injury.

This undoubtedly reduced the huge resistance to their counterattack.

Wen Nuan watched from the side, her eyes full of admiration. This was simply textbook crisis public relations!

Leaving the club, Mo Han was in high spirits and couldn't help but tease, "How about it, honey, am I awesome?" Wen Nuan smiled and rolled her eyes at him, "Awesome, awesome! Boss Mo is awesome!"

After returning home, Wen Nuan did not relax.

She carefully analyzed the current situation and the style of the public relations representative Cai, trying to predict his next move.

"Since PR Cai dares to stir up trouble so blatantly, he must have some so-called 'evidence' in his hands." Wen Nuan muttered to herself while writing and drawing in her notebook. "Besides, he definitely won't give up..."

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and thought of a possibility!

"Mo Han!" Wen Nuan suddenly raised her head, "I thought of a trick that Public Relations Manager Cai might use! He will..." She told Mo Han her speculation.

After listening to this, Mo Han's eyes flashed with appreciation: "Not bad, wife, your analysis is very accurate!" Then, the two began to formulate a response strategy based on Wen Nuan's speculation, and they were busy until late at night.

"Tomorrow, there will be a good show to watch." Mo Han stretched, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"I hope everything goes well." Wen Nuan rubbed her sore eyes and prayed silently in her heart.

Suddenly, Mo Han's phone vibrated.

He took a look and his expression instantly became serious.

"It seems that our opponents have already begun to act..." He put down his mobile phone, looked out the window with deep eyes, and said meaningfully: "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. The good show has just begun." On Mo Han's mobile phone screen, there was an anonymous revelation that directly pointed out Wen Nuan's "dark history". The content was exaggerated and disgusting.

"Ha, you came pretty quickly." Mo Han sneered and forwarded the message to Wen Nuan, adding, "Wife, your negative news has gone viral."

Wen Nuan clicked on the link and saw the malicious post. She was so angry that she almost threw her phone.

"This PR manager Cai really does everything he can!" She said gritting her teeth, but she had to admire his efficiency.

"Don't be angry, this is just the beginning." Mo Han rubbed his warm hair, "Our counterattack has just begun."

At the same time, reporter Fang, who received the threatening message from Cai's public relations, was not intimidated, but instead became more determined to dig out the truth.

"Want to threaten me? No way!" He sneered and dialed a mysterious number...

Mo Han and Wen Nuan acted according to the plan, secretly contacted several influential media outlets, and revealed the evidence they had in advance.

Although these evidences are not enough to completely defeat their opponents, they are enough to arouse public doubts and buy time for their subsequent counterattack.

When PR manager Cai discovered that the wind was blowing in the wrong direction, he immediately stepped up his public opinion offensive, hiring a group of internet trolls to manipulate the situation, attempting to redirect public opinion towards Wen Nuan.

On the Internet, the two sides fought back and forth in a fierce battle.

For a time, keywords such as "warmth", "Mrs. Mo's Young Lady", and "black material" dominated the hot search lists of major platforms.

"This wave of internet trolls is pretty good." Mo Han looked at the comments online with a sneer on his face, "But that's all." He pressed the send button, and a carefully prepared Weibo post instantly ignited the Internet.

The content of the Weibo post was short but powerful, directly pointing out the competitor's commercial fraud and attaching some evidence.

As soon as this Weibo post was released, public opinion instantly reversed, with netizens condemning the competitor's shameless behavior and expressing sympathy and support for Wen Nuan.

"Beautiful!" Wen Nuan clenched her fists excitedly. "Let's see what they have to say now!"

Just then, reporter Fang called.

"Mr. Mo, I've got the key evidence!" His voice was filled with excitement. "See you at the press conference tomorrow morning at 10 a.m.!"

Mo Han hung up the phone and looked at Wen Nuan, his eyes full of confidence and doting: "Wife, are you ready for victory?"

Wen Nuan smiled slightly, with a twinkle in her eyes: "Of course."

However, at this moment, Grandpa Mo's phone suddenly came in...

"Mo Han, get back here right now! This press conference ends here!" The old man's voice was filled with anger and unquestionable.

Mo Han's face darkened and he gripped his phone tightly...