“Moli, what’s wrong?”
Seeing Feng Moli suddenly staring at her phone in a daze, Chen Ruohan asked softly.
“Uh, it’s nothing!”
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Feng Moli put down her phone and shook her head, then smiled and asked Chen Ruohan, “Ruohan, when did you meet Director Yang?”
“Hmm, about two months ago!”
Remembering the process of getting to know her very own Mr. Yang, Chen Ruohan still felt quite emotional!
She had gotten to know Yang Hao through the bootlicker Fang Ke, and to this day, the Little White Flower still felt fortunate about her decision at that time.
Initially, she just thought Yang Hao must be a rich man, but after getting to know him, she was surprised to find that her Mr. Yang was not just a rich man but a super-wealthy tycoon.
And he was also a big shot in the entertainment industry, not only providing her with financial support but also fostering her career development.
She felt she was incredibly lucky; many girls wished to encounter a “gentle god”!
But such men were truly rare, almost as scarce as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns!
However, Chen Ruohan had met him, so she felt she was incredibly lucky!
Having received her answer, Feng Moli gently touched her chin, thinking Chen Ruohan had known Yang Hao for a long time!
Turns out they had only known each other for two months!
She had no intention of competing with Chen Ruohan for favor, as they were completely different styles, two different kinds of women with no competition between them!
But from the amount of resources and financial support Yang Hao had given to the Little White Flower in just two months of acquaintance, it was clear that he was a generous and open-handed man.
Willing to spend money on his woman!
And spend big money!!
That is to say, as long as she got on well with Yang Hao, it was possible he would spend money and resources to help her get revenge.
This reinforced Feng Moli’s determination to follow Yang Hao!
Her gaze shifted back to Yang Hao standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, just as a red Rolls-Royce Cullinan drove into the yard.
Immediately afterwards, a curvaceous “young matron” stepped out of the car, looking in her thirties, wrapped in a black figure-hugging mermaid dress.
This kind of dress could perfectly showcase her body curves, and there was a cunning intention behind its design; although the hem was long, it had a high slit that allowed a long, fair leg to come into view with each step, drawing gazes that were hard to turn away.
Indeed, outstanding men are never short of women by their side!
Feng Moli silently mused to herself.
She was about to ask Chen Ruohan if she recognized the woman when the latter had already stood up from the sofa and rushed towards the villa’s entrance.
It seemed she did know her!
Feng Moli glanced through the window at the woman in the yard again.
She suddenly realized the woman bore some resemblance to Chen Ruohan.
Uh, they couldn’t be mother and daughter, could they?
Feng Moli’s eyes widened slightly as she turned her gaze back to Yang Hao, who seemed to be discussing work matters over the phone and was still attentively making the call.
He shouldn’t have anything to do with Chen Ruohan’s mother, right??
Well, it’s hard to say!
Chen Ruohan’s mother was dressed in a way that clearly had ulterior motives; women usually dressed like that when they wanted to allure a man, exuding their charm, and there was only one man in the villa—Yang Hao.
Feng Moli thought to herself; she had seen so many relationships that defied conventional beliefs in the entertainment circle that she could accept even the most explosive affairs.
Similar relationships were, in fact, not uncommon in the entertainment industry!
Perhaps they existed in the real world too!
But no matter what, such relationships were indeed quite shocking, and ordinary people would find them hard to accept.
“Mommy!”
Chen Ruohan, who had reached the door, ran straight into Chen Haiou’s arms. Mother and daughter had not seen each other for several days, and as they had been dependent on each other from a young age,
their bond was very strong, with Chen Ruohan often acting coquettishly with her mother.
Even though she was in college, each time she saw her mother Chen Haiou, she would embrace her with a big hug.
“Ou, you drove all the way to Hucheng.”
As Chen Haiou entered the villa, Yang Hao had just finished his call. He glanced at the Cullinan parked in the yard and casually remarked.
“Yeah, I’m not going back to Jiangcheng anytime soon, so I had someone drive the car over!”
Chen Haiou also pointed to the newly switched Hucheng license plate and added, “Hucheng Cultural Work Troupe had an allotment for Hucheng plates, so I transferred one to this car.”
“Ah, that’s good!”
Yang nodded, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over Chen Haiou’s voluptuous figure and the long legs beneath her high-slit dress.
This “mother-in-law” was indeed dressed sexily today, exuding the charm of a mature young matron, which was completely different from the style of Ye Jingwen he had seen earlier at the Ye Family.
“Little Yang, I’ve bought the stuff.”
“I’ve already brought it with me!”
Chen Haiou shook her Hermès bag on her arm, a faint smile on her face.
“Ou, you actually bought it!”
Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders; of course, he knew what Chen Haiou was referring to.
They had agreed in the office that day, she would come to the villa that evening to give him an Aromatherapy Back Opening!
So, what Chen Haiou’s Hermès bag contained was probably the essential oils and such!
“I’m always a woman of my word!”
Chen Haiou lightly patted Yang’s shoulder, putting on a very natural expression as if what they were about to do was nothing serious.
