From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 73 Undercurrents: Family Infighting

The servant's words were like a stone that suddenly broke the calm surface of the banquet and caused ripples.

Mo Han's face darkened visibly, and he gripped Wen Nuan's hand a little tighter.

"It seems that the fun has just begun." He whispered with a hint of chill in his tone.

The two hurriedly left the banquet and headed straight for the study.

Along the way, Mo Han said nothing, and a low pressure was emanating from his body, which scared the servants around him so much that they dared not even breathe.

Although Wen Nuan was nervous in her heart, she remained calm on the surface. She knew that what she needed to do at this moment was to stand by Mo Han and face the coming storm with him.

In the study, Steward Lin had been waiting for a long time, his face solemn.

"Master, something happened. Several important projects are...stuck." He sounded anxious, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"What exactly happened?" Mo Han's tone was cold, like the calm before the storm.

Butler Lin told the whole story. It turned out that the approval procedures for several projects were blocked by Uncle Mo, with unfounded excuses such as "insufficient funds" and "excessive risks".

"Hehe, Second Uncle is obviously trying to intimidate me." Mo Han sneered, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

Wen Nuan sat aside, listening quietly, but her heart was in turmoil.

The waters of the Mo family are deeper than she imagined.

Mo Han quickly launched a counterattack. He used his connections in the Mo Group to secretly investigate Uncle Mo's recent movements.

As expected, Uncle Mo did have some dirty tricks. Although these evidences were not enough to bring him down, they were enough to make him feel wary.

When the news reached Uncle Mo, he was leisurely sipping red wine. After hearing the news, the glass fell to the ground with a "bang", and fragments flew everywhere.

"How is this possible? How could he..." Uncle Mo's face turned pale as he muttered to himself, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.

Just then, there was a knock on the study door.

"Master, the third master is here." Butler Lin whispered.

Mo Han and Wen Nuan exchanged glances, and each saw the solemnity in the other's eyes.

"Let him in." Mo Han's voice was emotionless.

The door opened and Uncle Mo San walked in with a warm smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.

"Han'er, I heard you've been in some trouble recently?" He said with a smile and a concerned tone, "If you need any help, just tell Uncle San."

Mo Han curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, but his eyes were as cold as a knife.

"I appreciate Third Uncle's kindness." He paused, his tone meaningful, "However, there are some things I'd better handle myself..."

Uncle Mo San was still smiling, as if the cold front just now was just an illusion.

"Han'er, as a young man, you shouldn't be so angry. A harmonious family is the key to success. Some things can be solved by turning a blind eye." As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Wen Nuan vaguely, hinting at something.

Wen Nuan was no pushover. She wasn't one for falling in love, so she retorted directly, "Third Uncle, your way of persuading me is truly unique. You think we should just watch others hollow out the Mo family, then walk away, and that's what we call knowing the big picture?" She smiled faintly, but her tone was unquestionably firm. "I'm sorry, Mo Han and I aren't that kind of people. The Mo family is Mo Han's foundation, and it's also my home. I will never allow anyone to destroy it, even if that person is..." She paused deliberately, her eyes sweeping over Third Uncle Mo, and said meaningfully, "One of our own."

The smile on Mo Sanbo's face finally disappeared, his expression changed slightly, but soon returned to normal.

He coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"Haha, it's warm. Young people have different ideas. They're energetic and driven. But some things can't be solved with drive alone. You also need..."

Before he could finish, Mo Han interrupted him.

"Uncle San, I have taken note of your teachings. However, I can handle my own affairs myself." He said in a cold tone and ordered him to leave without mercy.

Uncle Mo San was frustrated and didn't know what to say, so he could only leave the study in disappointment.

After Uncle Mo San left, Mo Han breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Wen Nuan, and gently held her in his arms.

"Thank you for your hard work." He whispered in a gentle tone.

Wen Nuan shook her head in his arms and said softly, "We are a family. It's too formal to say these things."

After leaving the study, the two walked side by side on the corridor of the Mo family villa. The servants around them lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at them.

The atmosphere was a little depressing. Mo Han suddenly reached out quietly and held the warm hand.

He gave her a firm look, and Wen Nuan smiled back.

At this moment, she understood the trust and love in his eyes, and her heart felt warm, as if all the difficulties were no longer scary.

At the end of the corridor, Butler Lin suddenly appeared and said to Mo Han respectfully, "Young Master, the old lady wants you to come over." Mo Han nodded slightly, took Wen Nuan's hand, turned and walked towards the old lady's room.

Steward Lin stood there, watching the two of them leave, his eyes flickering...

He took out his cell phone, dialed a number, and whispered, "It's done."

Steward Lin stood aside with his hands hanging down, seemingly submissive, but a subtle sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

At the family meeting, all the members of the Mo family gathered together and the atmosphere was solemn.

The old lady sat in the main seat with a gloomy expression. Mo Han and Wen Nuan stood side by side, while Second Uncle Mo and Third Uncle Mo sat on either side, their eyes flickering and undercurrents surging.

"Ahem," the old lady cleared her throat and swept her majestic gaze over the crowd, "I called everyone here today to discuss the company's future development direction."

Everyone agreed, and on the surface there was harmony, but in fact there were undercurrents.

Steward Lin suddenly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Old Madam, I have something to report."

"Speak." The old lady said briefly.

Butler Lin's eyes rolled, and his tone was a little embarrassed: "It's like this, I heard some rumors recently about... the young lady." He paused, glanced at Wen Nuan, and hesitated to speak.

Wen Nuan sneered in her heart, here it comes, the fish has taken the bait.

Steward Lin continued, "It is said that before the young mistress married into the Mo family, she had..." He deliberately lowered his voice to create an air of mystery, "and had close relationships with quite a few people."

As soon as these words were spoken, the conference room exploded.

Everyone was whispering, looking at Wen Nuan with suspicion and contempt.

Uncle Mo Er had a triumphant smile on his face, while Uncle Mo San had an expression as if he was enjoying a good show.

Wen Nuan's expression remained unchanged, she had expected this to happen.

She smiled slightly and said calmly, "Butler Lin, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want. Do you have any evidence for your so-called 'rumors'?"

Housekeeper Lin was caught off guard by her sudden question and stammered, "This... I also heard it from others..."

Wen Nuan pressed on: "Oh? Who told you that? Be more specific."

Beads of sweat oozed from Steward Lin's forehead, his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look directly into the warm gaze.

"What? You can't tell?" Wen Nuan sneered, "It seems that Steward Lin is just following the crowd and making groundless assumptions."

Some younger members of the Mo family originally had prejudices against Wen Nuan, but now seeing her handling the situation so calmly, they couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

At this moment, a calm voice sounded: "I think I can explain this matter."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Lawyer Wang slowly walking into the meeting room...

Lawyer Wang pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a powerful aura.

He originally thought that as soon as he appeared, Mo Han and Wen Nuan would try to please him like everyone else. After all, he held many secrets of the Mo family and was the target of various forces' wooing.

Unexpectedly, Mo Han just glanced at him indifferently and said in a cold tone: "Lawyer Wang, what do you know?"

Wen Nuan was even more direct. She crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows. "Lawyer Wang, we only believe in the truth. I hope every word you say can stand up to scrutiny."

Lawyer Wang was stunned. This was completely different from what he expected!

There's something about this young couple!

He coughed lightly, put away the arrogance on his face, and handed a document to the old lady: "Old lady, this is the result of my recent investigation. Those rumors about the young lady are pure fabrications, deliberately spread by someone with ulterior motives."

Uncle Mo's face changed, and he slammed the table and stood up: "Lawyer Wang, what do you mean by this? Are you questioning me?"

Lawyer Wang said calmly, "Second Master, I'm just discussing the facts. These evidences show that the person who spread the rumors and your steward Lin..." He paused, his eyes meaningful, "are closely related."

Butler Lin's face turned pale instantly, as if someone was strangling him, and he couldn't utter a word.

"Second Uncle, do you have anything else to explain?" Mo Han's tone was cold and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Uncle Mo was furious, but he had nothing to say and could only glare at Butler Lin fiercely.

Seeing that Second Uncle Mo was losing, Third Uncle Mo rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Oh, it's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! A harmonious family brings prosperity, a harmonious family brings prosperity!"

Wen Nuan sneered. This old fox really couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to smooth things over.

Just then, Mo Han's cell phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and frowned slightly.

After the call was connected, his expression grew increasingly gloomy. Finally, he abruptly hung up the phone and looked at everyone with cold eyes: "Reporter Zhao, they're preparing to release the news..."

My heart sank as I felt the warmth. This was the true calm before the storm.

"Heh," Mo Han sneered, his tone tinged with ruthlessness, "Then let her publish it. I want to see what she can come up with."

He held her warm hand, interlocked their fingers, and gave her a reassuring look: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Wen Nuan held his hand back, her eyes firm: "Well, don't be afraid."

However, at this moment, Mo Han's phone rang again, and the words "Lawyer Wang" flashed on the screen...