From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 64: Reappearance of the Old Image: Perseverance and Counterattack

Before Wen Nuan could recover from the sudden change, her father's sharp voice was like a needle, piercing her eardrum.

She took a deep breath and tried to maintain her composure. After all, this was an international cooperation conference, and if things got out of hand, it would be embarrassing for everyone.

But her "family" obviously doesn't understand what occasion is.

Behind Wen Nuan's father followed a group of people, including aunts and uncles, and even a few "relatives" whose names she couldn't remember. They were all dressed up, and if you didn't know them, you would think they were here to walk the red carpet.

They swarmed in like a swarm of locusts, instantly breaking the elegant atmosphere of the banquet hall.

"Wen Nuan, you are so heartless! Just because you are rich, you forget about us poor relatives? Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?!" An aunt dressed like a Christmas tree shouted at the top of her voice. If you didn't know, you would think that Wen Nuan owed her millions.

"That's right! We raised you with great difficulty, and now that you're successful, you want to kick us away? No way!" Another auntie in leopard print also shouted, as if Wen Nuan was an unforgivable sinner.

Wen Nuan's temples were throbbing. These people were simply trying to scam me!

She was about to speak when she was blocked by a tall figure behind her.

Mo Han appeared beside her at some point. He put one arm around Wen Nuan's shoulders and swept his cold eyes over the group of "monsters" in front of him. His powerful aura instantly froze the air around them.

"Who are you? This is a private party, please go out!" Mo Han's voice was as cold as ice, as if it could freeze everything.

Wen Nuan's father was intimidated by Mo Han's aura, but he quickly reacted and said with his neck stiff, "We are Wen Nuan's family! I'm here to look for my daughter, what does it have to do with you?!"

Mo Han sneered, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Family? I've never heard of a family discarding their daughter like garbage."

Wen Nuan's father's face changed, and he shouted angrily: "What do you mean?! I..."

Mo Han interrupted him, staring at him sharply, and said word by word: "My meaning is very clear. If you dare to cause trouble here again, don't blame me..." He paused deliberately, then spat out two words coldly, "You're welcome."

Wen Nuan's father took a step back, frightened by Mo Han's aura. He looked at the people around him, then at the way Mo Han hugged Wen Nuan. A greedy glint flashed in his eyes, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Mo, you misunderstood. We came here today..."

"...I came here today to reminisce about the past with Wen Nuan. After all, blood is thicker than water." Wen Nuan's father rubbed his hands, a hypocritical smile on his face, as if the tension just now was just an illusion.

His eyes rolled around, greedily scanning the banquet hall, and finally landed on Wen Nuan, "Wen Nuan, Dad knows you're living well and becoming rich now, and Dad is happy for you. Look, Dad's money is a little tight right now, can you..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Wen Nuan coldly: "There is no relationship between us anymore. Your so-called 'tight financial situation' has nothing to do with me."

Wen Nuan's father's face changed, greed flashed across his eyes, and then he turned into a look of deep sorrow: "Wen Nuan! How can you talk to your father like that? I raised you with all my heart, and now that you're rich, have you forgotten your father's kindness in raising you? Do you still have a conscience?"

The "relatives" behind him also began to echo him, and for a moment, the banquet hall was filled with noisy shouting and cursing.

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and swept her eyes firmly over the ugly faces in front of her: "I say again, there is no relationship between us. The so-called 'gratitude of raising me' was long ago ruined by your own hands! I gave you a chance before because of our blood relationship, but you didn't cherish it. Now, don't even think about getting a penny from me!" She paused, her tone even colder, "Also, if you dare to cause trouble here again and affect this international cooperation, I will call the police and let them handle it!"

The colleagues around looked at Wen Nuan in surprise. They didn't expect that Wen Nuan, who was usually gentle and quiet, had such a strong side.

Wen Nuan's father was enraged by her resolute attitude. He glared at her fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "Okay! You heartless thing! Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being rude! I tell you, this cooperation project will never go smoothly!" He smiled sinisterly, "I want to see whether the Mo family values ​​you more or this project more!"

Just as he finished speaking, a deep voice came from outside the crowd: "Oh? Really? I'd really like to see how you can be 'you're welcome'."

Mo Han's appearance was like dropping a bombshell, instantly quieting the noisy banquet hall.

He walked steadily to Wen Nuan's side, his eyes swept across Wen Nuan's "family" with cold eyes, and finally landed on Wen Nuan's father. The corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc: "Just you?"

Wen Nuan's father was intimidated by Mo Han's powerful aura. He subconsciously took a step back and said in a timid tone, "You... who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am," Mo Han said with a contemptuous smile, "What matters is that you provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked."

At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie with an extraordinary demeanor walked over. It was Mr. Li, the international partner.

Seeing the chaos here, he frowned slightly and asked in not very fluent Chinese: "What's going on?"

The appearance of Mr. Li made Wen Nuan's father happy. He hurried forward and distorted the matter with exaggeration, trying to win Mr. Li's sympathy and implying that Wen Nuan's "family scandal" would affect the progress of the cooperation project.

However, Wen Nuan did not give him this opportunity.

She took a deep breath, quickly adjusted herself, and explained to Mr. Li in fluent Chinese: "Mr. Li, I'm sorry for this unpleasant interruption. This is a private family matter and will not affect our cooperation in any way. In fact..." She paused, then confidently explained the advantages and prospects of the project in a clear and logical manner, demonstrating extremely high professionalism.

Mr. Li listened attentively, and the worry on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by appreciation.

He nodded and said to Wen Nuan, "Ms. Wen, your professionalism is impressive. I have every confidence in our continued cooperation." He turned to look at Wen Nuan's father and said in a cold tone, "As for your matter, I suggest you resolve it privately so as not to affect our cooperation."

Wen Nuan's father originally thought that President Li would stand on his side, but he didn't expect that Wen Nuan resolved the crisis with just a few words.

He was furious and was about to speak, but was stopped by Mo Han's look.

Mo Han gently held Wen Nuan's hand, giving her strength, and whispered, "Wife, leave it to me from now on." Mo Han gently wrapped Wen Nuan's hand, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips, as if silently transmitting strength.

Wen Nuan felt the warmth of his palm, and a warm current surged in her heart, dispelling the gloom just now.

She held his hand back, a faint smile on her lips, as if to say: Don't worry, I'm fine.

When Wen Nuan's father saw that Mr. Li's attitude towards Wen Nuan had changed 180 degrees, his original plan was completely shattered and he was so angry that his face turned green.

Like a defeated rooster, he glared at Wen Nuan unwillingly, but did not dare to do it again.

After all, Mo Han's aura is no joke, and that look can kill!

At this time, Mr. Mo Si also came over. Although he didn't have a good impression of Wen Nuan's old family, he still maintained basic courtesy and said to Wen Nuan's father lightly: "Mr. Wen, if there is anything, we can talk in private and don't affect everyone here." The implication was to get out as soon as possible.

Wen Nuan's father felt aggrieved, but he could only swallow his anger.

He glared at Wen Nuan fiercely, said, "Just wait for me!" and left the banquet hall in shame.

Seeing this, translator Chen walked over to Wen Nuan and reminded her in a low voice: "Miss Wen, your father... I'm afraid he won't let it go. You should be more careful." Wen Nuan nodded gratefully to show that she would pay attention.

After the banquet, reporter Su appeared out of nowhere, a recorder in hand, his eyes gleaming with gossip. "Mr. Mo, what is your relationship with Miss Wen? There are rumors online that you are secretly married. Is this true?"

Mo Han hugged Wen Nuan's shoulders, a devilish smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to speak...

"Fourth Uncle!" A slightly anxious voice suddenly interrupted Mo Han.

The person who came was Mo Han's cousin. He ran to Mr. Mo Si in a panic and whispered a few words in his ear.

Fourth Master Mo's expression changed, and he whispered, "How could this happen..."

Mo Han and Wen Nuan exchanged a glance, a sense of foreboding rising in their hearts...