Mo Shu hung up the phone and noticed Grandpa Mo watching her.
Mo Shu’s heart skipped a beat, "What’s wrong?"
Mr. Mo looked at her, feeling inexplicably sentimental. Chapters first released on noⅴelfire.net
In the past, Mo Shu had always been gentle with Si Qiao.
Although such gentleness was far from her true nature, it was still different.
But since becoming pregnant, she seemed to have lost interest in Si Qiao, frequently quarreling over trivial matters. Just this morning, they had fought over a phone call, and it would have been worse had they met in person.
However, Mr. Mo didn’t voice these thoughts; instead, after watching her for a while, he said, "You will be gone for several days; to be safe, let Grandpa Wu accompany you."
"Grandpa, it’s okay," Mo Shu picked up her breakfast, "Grandpa Wu is getting old, let him stay home and keep you company."
"That won’t do," Mr. Mo shook his head, "You always used to get motion sickness as a child, and now that you’re pregnant, it would be risky to go on a boat without some precautions. Let him go with you; it will ease my mind."
Mo Shu bit into her sandwich and, looking at Grandpa Mo’s expression, finally nodded her head.
Sao Zha: [You now have an additional ten health points, and won’t get seasick.]
Mo Shu: Let’s just let the old man have some peace of mind.
After finishing breakfast, Mo Shu received a phone call from Fang Tiantian.
Fang Tiantian sounded very excited on the phone, telling her that she had already joined up with Gu Wenjuan and was ready to head to the meeting point.
Mo Shu checked the time, went to the company first to delegate some tasks, and then met up with Meng Yunjing and Adrien.
At such events, almost every designer wears their own designed clothes or jewelry, and Mo Shu was no exception.
Adrien’s design was originally extremely luxurious and had sold 32 sets in just under three days after launching.
Not everyone could afford such pricey jewelry, so these numbers were undoubtedly very pleasing.
She had specifically requested a set made with emeralds from Adrien’s design.
As the king of green beryl, emerald exuded an air of nobility and solemnity, which Mo Shu always liked. Unfortunately, due to its brittle nature, especially in this size of raw stone, it was difficult to mass-produce.
Indeed, the finished product was stunningly breathtaking.
Mo Shu looked at the suit, her lips quietly curving, and sincerely said, "Not bad."
It was even more beautiful than she had imagined.
Adrien, too, was visibly dazzled and said, "You are amazing! I originally just wanted to use sapphire inlay, but you suggested ruby, which looks much better, and now with emerald, it’s even more beautiful!"
Meng Yunjing had a trace of pride in his eyes as he said to Adrien, "Shushu has always been outstanding; her sense of color coordination is far beyond ours."
Mo Shu slightly curved her lips, "It’s time to leave."
Convinced and once again impressed by Mo Shu’s demeanor, Adrien willingly followed behind her.
Pilot One had already visited three stations, welcoming dozens of top industry professionals and investment tycoons, and Yunzhou was indeed the last stop.
As soon as Mo Shu boarded the ship, she nearly attracted all the attention.
Today, Mo Shu was wearing a vermilion-colored modified cheongsam, with beautifully curvaceous contours, and the side slit revealed her snow-white thighs intermittently, releasing her inherently sharp and stunning aura with each step.
Facing the amazed gazes around her, Mo Shu, now accustomed to such admiration, stood composedly, arm-in-arm with Meng Yunjing.
The doorman receiving the invitations saw Mo Shu, faltered, then blushing, asked, "May I ask who you are?"
This question resonated with everyone’s curiosity, as they perked their ears.
The beauty glanced around with star-sharpened eyes, her red lips slightly curved, and calmly said, "Mo Shu."