Was the little one eyeing his mother?
This was Mo Hongti's first reaction after receiving Li Qianfan's "SOS message."
It was much like Dai Paipai's first reaction.
The free-spirited Mo Hongti immediately replied to Li Qianfan.
She was willing to be the knight in shining armor to rescue him from his predicament—
Clearly, she was joking.
But soon.
Mo Hongti received a call from her mole planted within Paipai Fashion.
"What? Li Qianfan also sent that SOS message to the Paipai Fashion work group?"
Mo Hongti's eyes lit up when she received the call.
Countless brain cells sprang into action.
She quickly deduced that Li Qianfan's message to her had been a mass send.
He might have been asking someone for advice on what to do in such a situation and accidentally sent it due to nervousness.
This was a common occurrence.
If it were about anything else, people would have just laughed it off.
But this matter involved Su Ziyu's dignity!
"Su Ziyu might feel humiliated, utterly humiliated."
"To protect her dignity, she might break up with Li Qianfan."
"This is my chance."
"Even if the probability of Su Ziyu initiating the breakup with Li Qianfan is only 1%, I cannot give up!"
Mo Hongti made up her mind and immediately arranged for someone to thoroughly investigate which hotel Li Qianfan and Su Ziyu had gone to, and which room.
It wasn't too difficult for the Qingyun Mo family to find out which hotel had hosted Li Qianfan and Su Ziyu.
After confirming that Su Ziyu was in room 306 at the Week Hotel on Chunhui Road, Mo Hongti rushed over immediately.
"Thank heavens, Su Ziyu has already left, covering her face in shame due to her wounded dignity."
Mo Hongti was still praying devoutly as she practically threw herself towards the door of room 306.
Heaven, in its mercy for her difficult journey of marrying eight husbands, granted her this small wish.
Mo Hongti was ecstatic!
Yet, she forcibly restrained herself, her face filled with the concern of an elder sister as she gently asked Li Qianfan.
She saw the look of disappointment on Li Qianfan's face when he saw it was her.
But Mo Hongti didn't care.
"I'm fine."
Li Qianfan forced a smile and asked, "Why are you here?"
"I feel you need me to help you clear some doubts in your heart."
Mo Hongti replied, "Don't underestimate me just because you can fight. When it comes to romance, I'm a seasoned senior."
She wasn't wrong.
After all, she had already married eight husbands.
Li Qianfan nodded quickly, "Yes, yes. Please, tell me, what should I do?"
Mo Hongti took his hand. "Let's go."
Li Qianfan asked, "Go where?"
"Victoria."
Mo Hongti pulled him along. "To my CEO's office. You can have a drink and listen to my detailed explanation."
"Can't we do it here?"
Just as Li Qianfan was about to say this, Mo Hongti, without preamble, pulled him away.
Li Qianfan, with his mind in a daze, was dragged out of the hotel by Mo Hongti as if he were a puppet.
After getting into her car, Li Qianfan suddenly remembered, "My car."
His car was still parked at the hotel entrance.
Su Ziyu had taken a taxi when she left.
"You're distraught right now, and driving would be dangerous. Your car won't be stolen parked here anyway."
Mo Hongti's words left Li Qianfan speechless.
The wheels rolled.
Mo Hongti was truly afraid that Su Ziyu would suddenly appear by the roadside and flag them down.
Forty minutes later.
It was the peak hour at Victoria, with people coming and going.
The security captain, leading a few of his men, was loitering at the entrance when he saw President Mo's car slowly pull up.
As soon as the car stopped.
They saw Mo Hongti quickly get out, dart around the front of the car, and open the passenger door.
"Ah?"
"Who is in the passenger seat that President Mo is acting as a chauffeur for and even opening the door for them?"
"This kind of treatment, perhaps only the Mo family patriarch would receive, right?"
As the security guards were thinking this, they saw a young man step out of the car.
Upon seeing Li Qianfan—
"So it's this young master."
The security captain suddenly felt a dull ache in his stomach.
But his smile became even brighter.
His back straightened even more.
With a click.
Mo Hongti tossed the car keys to the security captain, then linked her arm with Li Qianfan's and walked up the steps.
Ignoring the people passing by.
In fact.
She wished the whole world could see her walking into Victoria with Li Qianfan's arm linked through hers.
Li Qianfan, with his mind full of Su Ziyu, didn't even notice Mo Hongti holding his arm.
It wasn't until he reached the elevator doors that he realized the atmosphere around them felt very wrong.
He looked back.
So many people in the lobby were looking at him and Mo Hongti, whispering about something.
The moment Li Qianfan turned his head, he spotted a "familiar face" in the crowd.
Mo Bin.
Mo Bin was Mo Hongti's nephew, so his presence here was normal.
However, the instant their eyes met, Li Qianfan keenly sensed a distinct strangeness in Mo Bin's gaze.
It wasn't strange that Mo Bin's eyes held hatred and resentment, even fear, towards Li Qianfan.
After all, Li Qianfan could have saved him but chose not to.
But Mo Bin's eyes also carried a "sourness," as if Li Qianfan had stolen his most beloved woman. What was that about?
"Oh. This idiot used to pursue Ziyu."
Just as Li Qianfan found the answer, the elevator doors opened.
As Mo Hongti, linking his arm, walked into the elevator, a faint voice reached Mo Bin's ears: "He's Li Qianfan, isn't he?"
"Yes."
Mo Bin turned his head and glanced at the cool-looking king.
"The young man looks even younger than in the photos."
The king looked towards the elevator and continued, "Are you sure he's a good fighter?"
Mo Bin gave a wry smile. "One hundred percent sure."
The king said, "Give me a hundred thousand yuan, and I'll teach him a good lesson tonight."
Mo Bin—
He had come to find the king tonight to urge him on about when he would kidnap Su Ziyu.
Mo Bin wasn't interested in hiring the king to teach Li Qianfan a lesson.
"Ten thousand."
Seeing Mo Bin shake his head, the king added, "Now, transfer ten thousand yuan to me."
Mo Bin was impatient and said in a low voice, "I already told you, don't provoke Li Qianfan!"
The king, however, said, "This ten thousand yuan isn't the fee for you hiring me to teach Li Qianfan a lesson."
Mo Bin was curious, "Then what is it?"
The king crossed his arms and said coldly, "Hush money."
"Hush money?"
Mo Bin was stunned for a moment, then a look of realization dawned on his face, and he said with a cold sneer, "If I don't give you this ten thousand yuan, you'll tell Li Qianfan that I offered a million to have you kidnap Su Ziyu?"
"The King's demeanor isn't as low as you say."
The king frowned. "The hush money I'm talking about has nothing to do with you hiring me to kidnap Su Ziyu."
Mo Bin asked, "Then what is it?"
The king looked up at the ceiling and said lightly, "Mo Hongti, she's your aunt, isn't she? After she entered, your gaze was constantly scanning her legs and hips. Your Adam's apple was visibly bobbing, as if you were swallowing saliva. Especially when you looked at Li Qianfan, your eyes were full of the sourness of your woman being stolen by him."
Mo Bin's face instantly turned as pale as paper!
"How dare you have designs on your aunt. Heh heh."
The king sneered and started to walk away. "Ten thousand yuan, plus a brand new girl. Deliver them to my room within half an hour. One minute's delay, and you can wait for death."
Mo Bin—
He watched the king's retreating back as he quickly ascended the stairs. After he disappeared, he subconsciously raised his wrist and checked the time.
Nine o'clock in the evening!
Creak.
As Ning Xiaolan's car pulled to a stop.
Su Ziyu, sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly pushed open the door and jumped out.
Seeing that the little Mini was still parked obediently in front of the Week Hotel, Su Ziyu, feeling anxious, let out a long sigh of relief.
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