C8 With One More Miss White

As the CEO of Hanmang Film and Television Group, there were countless female celebrities under his banner. There were countless outstanding looks.

Even if he brought the woman home, it shouldn't be as simple and pure as this young lady in front of him – at most, she could be considered delicate and pretty, but for women like them who were used to seeing famous beauties with delicate makeup, she was clearly too ordinary.

Hearing him ask about her, she recalled the contract she had with Mo Zihan. When he asked about her... A mistress.

Bai Mingyue lowered her eyes in embarrassment without saying a word, hiding the indescribable emotions in her eyes — the piercing light, the mixture of shame and anger.

Mo Zihan seemed to remember her. He glanced at her and ordered, "Nanny Faang, take this lady to rest."

His tone was low and his expression was cold and solemn. There was no way for him to joke around. Nanny Faang looked at his expression and didn't dare to ask any further, "Okay, Young Master." Nanny Faang bowed and said, "Miss, please follow me."

Bai Mingyue glanced at Mo Zihan. His eyes were half closed and his face was expressionless. It was truly a sight to behold. She nodded and followed Nanny Faang out.

Before Shangguan Jingchen could say anything, Mo Zihan looked at him and asked, "Is there anything else?"

These words were obviously an order to leave.

A complicated look flashed across Shangguan Jingchen's jade-like face. Ever since the incident with Mo Zihan, Yingxue had chosen Mo Xiaoran. Along with their good friends who used to talk about everything in the past, there seemed to be something between them that was awkward and awkward.

The corner of his mouth slightly raised into a warm smile. Shangguan Jingchen half-disguised his embarrassment and half-joked: "What, you can't stay at your house if you have nothing to do? When did you become so distant from me? "

He picked up the cup of coffee in front of him and took a sip. Mo Zihan's cold voice slowly spat out three words, "Do as you wish."

Even though Shangguan Jingchen had a gentle personality and wanted to close the distance between the two of them, when faced with Mo Zihan like this, he could no longer shamelessly stay there.

Finally, he slowly put down his coffee. "Now that I think of it, the company has some matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first."

Mo Zihan nodded. He was still indifferent no matter what happened. The calmer he was, the more indescribable feelings Shangguan Jingchen felt. "I'll come see you another day."

Mo Zihan turned around in his wheelchair. Shangguan Jingchen held him down with a gentle smile on his face, "I say, Young Master Mo. With our friendship, there's no need for you to give it to me, right?"

He was only half-joking and half-joking, but everyone knew that he was just considerate of Mo Zihan's inconvenience, and didn't want to directly say it to hurt his self-esteem.

Shangguan Jingchen was always gentle and kind. Even if it was to take care of him, who was a cripple in everyone's eyes, he would try his best to use the most tactful and gentle way to avoid hurting Shangguan Jingchen's self-esteem.

Mo Zihan did not say anything. His lips twitched as he nodded and said, "Take care, I won't send you off."

Shangguan Jingchen stared at him for a moment. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he probably did not think too much about it.

Only then did he turn around and leave. As he was leaving, he remembered the girl in plain clothes who came back with Mo Zihan. She looked innocent and kind.

Now, what qualifications did he have to ask Mo Zihan what kind of woman was close to him?

Watching Shangguan Jingchen's figure disappear at the door of the villa, the indifferent expression on his face changed slightly.

He looked at his leg and let out a cold laugh. Everyone was taking care of him intentionally or unintentionally because of his leg, so he was very grateful.

Although his leg was completely fine, to be treated like a cripple like this made him feel a sense of ridicule.

Mo Zihan clenched his fists as he laid on his lap. His eyes were filled with a chilling light. If … if it wasn't for the fact that his leg had been secretly healed by Su Zhe, then wouldn't he be able to live his life in this state of being pitied and pitied?

"Young Master." The sound of footsteps came from behind him, Mo Zihan snapped out of his daze and retracted his expression, returning to his usual cool and indifferent look. He turned around in his wheelchair and Nanny Faang walked over to him, "Young Master, that lady has been arranged in the guest room."

"Her surname is Bai, you can call her Miss Bai." Mo Zihan looked at Nanny Faang and was right about the doubt in her eyes. He continued, "Nanny Faang, she will take care of me from now on."

Due to the secret of his legs, he didn't want to have any chance to divulge it, so after he created the Hanmang Film and Television Group, he found an excuse to move out from his home and live alone in the Yuvran Garden.

Other than Nanny Faang, who was worried about him and insisted on having her come here to visit him every two or three days, he had no servants.

Everyone thought that ever since his legs became disabled, he had become cold and aloof, and didn't like having too many people.

Who knew that he didn't want the fact that his legs had recovered to be leaked out? This caused some people to want to make a move and have thoughts of dealing with him.

"That's great, young master. Madam will definitely be very happy if she knows." When Nanny Faang heard that Miss Bai had specially arranged for him to be taken care of, she was extremely happy.

His heart also loosened. Ever since his young master's accident, he had been living alone. He did not want anyone to disturb him, nor did he want to see anyone.

Now that he was finally willing to have someone with him to take care of him, she was very happy, not to mention Madame, even when she heard this.

Although Mo Zihan was the only one living in the villa and didn't have much time to stay back, there were very few things to take care of every day.

Other than the bodyguards outside the villa, she was the only one who worked here. Since she didn't live here, it was better for her to visit every few days. Such a large villa was simply too deserted.

Now there was Miss Bai, and whatever her relationship with Young Master Mo was, Nanny Faang was happy to have someone to look after the eldest young master.

Bai Mingyue nervously sat in her room, looking around. The room was huge, European style, high-end and luxurious.

It was equipped with a special bathroom. Nanny Faang brought her to get familiar with the room's environment. She took a look and found that even the size of the bathroom was twice the size of the one she lived in at home.

The living conditions of the rich were not something an ordinary person could imagine.

Bai Mingyue sighed. She felt uncomfortable staying here. Now, she finally experienced for herself what Grandma Liu felt like when she entered the Grand View Garden.

A sound came from the door handle, Bai Mingyue suddenly tensed up. The door was opened, Mo Zihan pushed his wheelchair in and closed the door.

Bai Mingyue looked at him nervously. Perhaps it was because he couldn't move freely, but he lived on the first floor.

When Nanny Faang had arranged a place for her to rest, she pointed to a master bedroom across the hall. It was where the young master lived, less than ten paces from her room.

Mo Zihan narrowed his eyes and sized her up. No matter how much she tried to pretend to be calm, it was difficult to hide the panic in her eyes. She was like a little white rabbit that had strayed into a wolf's den, wanting to be ruthlessly ravaged.

He stared at her exquisite and small figure. However, because there was no makeup on her face, she had a somewhat delicate and pretty face. Her large eyes flickered, and her diamond-shaped red lips slightly pursed …

If one were to look carefully, she wouldn't be considered to be an exceptional beauty, but she could be considered to be a delicate and pretty woman. The more one looked at her, the more exquisite her facial features seemed.

Bai Mingyue felt uncomfortable under his gaze. She clenched her fists, trying her best to remain calm.