C5 Family Day

She changed into a white pleated skirt from shoulder to knee, her hair tied into flower buds, diamond hairpins in the shape of cloth shoes, made from black and white diamonds.

This was the 20th anniversary of King of Shoes, and her father had specially made a present for her.

Her parents always said that she was the lucky star. With her around, King of Shoes would be able to survive the storm and reach its current state, and it would even be able to prosper day by day.

She walked down the stairs in her silver high heels, threw herself into her father's arms, and picked up the wine glass in her hand.

"Let me toast everyone." Mo Mi elegantly took a sip.

"Mi, you are really becoming more and more beautiful as you grow up."

"Yeah, women change eighteen times when they are older."

Sometimes, the flattery between relatives was even more unreliable than commercial flattery. Mo's father and Mo's mother led her to take a seat, and the relatives also took a seat.

There were still two seats left at the spacious dining table. She lowered her head and opened her phone under the table. Aunt Faang had already stopped people outside.

Mo Mi pushed the chair away but did not expect to startle the people at the dining table. They looked at her curiously.

"I will go out to pick someone up."

She walked to the door and said, "Aunt Faang, he is the guest I invited."

"But the old master instructed us not to let Mr. Chu enter the courtyard again." Aunt Faang pulled the iron door and hesitated.

The glaring lights of the car hit them. Mo Mi reached out to block some of the light and a silver-white Maserati stopped at the door.

A pair of vintage leather shoes stepped on the ground. Duanmu Yun walked in front of her in a black striped dress.

"Why are you here?" Mo Mi frowned.

"You should ask Mr. Mo this question." Duanmu Yun handed the invitation letter to Aunt Faang.

"Mr. Duanmu, the old master has instructed you to come in!" Aunt Faang led him in without even giving Chu Lingfeng a glance.

His mind could not hold it in any longer. He said angrily, "Mo Mi, what is the meaning of your father's words, him?"

Mo Mi grabbed his hand. "I asked you to come for work. Didn't you want to work in Mojie Group?"

This was equivalent to calming his heart. His emotions calmed down instantly. He straightened his tie and asked, "Mi, do you think it's right or not?"

"Yes, let's go!" Mo Mi held his arm and went in.

After taking a seat, Chu Lingfeng picked up his wine glass. "Uncle, let me toast to you."

Mo's father picked up the shredded meat in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed earnestly. Mo's mother acted as if she did not see it and elegantly peeled the crab.

Chu Lingfeng looked at the people present and felt awkward. He did not know where to go, did not sit, and did not stand.

Mo Mi picked up the wine glass and hooked his arm. "Dad, let's toast to you."

Mo's father lazily looked up. "Mi, today is a family gathering. Outsiders should not be present."

"I am considered an outsider, but what about him?" He pointed at Duanmu Yun.

Mo's father put down his wine glass. "This is my home. I can invite whoever I want. It is not up to you to tell me what to do."

"Lingfeng, you lost your composure."

Her eyelids were lowered, and there was a layer of sarcasm in her eyes. Her voice was low, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction and warning.

Chu Lingfeng snorted and sat down. "Uncle, you are wearing colored glasses to look at people. If you give me a chance, I promise I will do better than him."

He glanced at Duanmu Yun from the corner of his eye with contempt. Duanmu Yun picked up the wine glass and shook it lightly.

"The 92-year-old Red Dawn Bead. It tastes mellow and rich. It is suitable for some heavy flavors of food."

Mo's father sat on the chair. "Does Mr. Duanmu know this type of wine?"

"Drink some occasionally." The corner of Duanmu Yun's mouth rose. They had a tacit understanding and clinked their glasses.

Chu Lingfeng drank the liquid in the glass in one gulp and carefully tasted it. He did not find any special taste.

Mo's father's face became serious. "Chu Lingfeng, I will give you this chance. Report to the End Group on time tomorrow."

Chu Lingfeng was overjoyed. He did not expect that he could achieve his goal without any effort.

Mo Mi could not help frowning. This was different from what she remembered. At that time, she knelt in Mo's father's study and begged him for a long time before he agreed to let Chu Lingfeng into the company. At that time, Duanmu Yun was not at the table.

Could it be that the key to the change of memory was Duanmu Yun?

After dinner, Mo Mi stood in the courtyard and sent them away. Chu Lingfeng waved at her and took out the car keys.

He saw that Duanmu Yun was driving a Maserati. His subordinates stretched out behind him and the relatives of the Mo family left one after another. The worst one was a BMW.

He only used the car in Shanghai and bought it with his salary. Mo Mi had not given him any pocket money recently. If this continued, he was afraid that he would be kicked by Mo Mi before he could reach an agreement with Duanmu Yun.

"Dad, I'm going back to the apartment. I still have work tomorrow!"

"Be careful on the way." Mo's mother looked worried.

Mo Mi drove the red Ferrari downstairs and shook her neck. When she opened the door, she saw a pair of leather shoes, a couple's cup, and a man's skincare in the bathroom.

She slapped her forehead hard. She had forgotten that there was a big light bulb in the house and the independent space was broken.

Ding, ding, ding. Mi Na called her online.

"Hello, what's wrong?" Mo Mi lazily laid on the sofa.

"Ancestor, this time Zhang Guofeng is really angry. He said he wants to take back the apartment the company gave you." Mi Na lowered her voice.

Mo Mi pursed her lips. It seemed that she was not around and Zhang Guofeng really tortured Mi Na.

"What's the big deal? I'll buy it."

"Zhang Guofeng said this is the company's house. It's not for sale!"

Mo Mi bit her lips. "What exactly does he want?"

"Zhang Guofeng has already requested to hide you from the company. Ancestor, you should rest for a while. On my side..."

"Mi Na, where did you die? I want the coffee you bought." A sharp and harsh voice came from the phone.

Mi Na quickly hung up the phone and Mo Mi gritted her teeth. This Zhang Guofeng was too much this time.

She picked up the bag and pushed the door open. Duanmu Yun happened to be carrying snacks back. It was a sign that she was used to eating.

"He just came and left?"

"I have something to do." She had an impatient look on her face.

"I'll see you out." Duanmu Yun put the bag on the cabinet at the entrance and pulled her into the elevator. He was so overbearing that he did not allow her to resist.

Mo Mi walked into the company and saw Mi Na kneeling on the ground to help Yue Yue put on her shoes. She even said that she blamed Mi Na for being clumsy and her feet were not cooperating.

She walked over and pulled Mi Na up. "Yue Yue, I will tolerate your arrogance and despotic behavior. You better not touch my people."

"Yo, wasn't this the genius pianist Mo Mi who was highly regarded by the company and was kept in the company? You don't even have a job, why are you still coming to the company?"

Yue Yue looked at the mirror and slowly turned her head. She tidied her hair by her ear and looked at which angle she looked better.

The corner of her mouth rose. "Yue Yue, there are some things that you should not do unless you don't know them. Take a look at this."

Mo Mi took out her phone and opened the video. Yue Yue went over and saw the scene. Her face changed drastically. She subconsciously looked at the people around her. Luckily, it was silent.

"What do you want?" Yue Yue narrowed her eyes and her tone eased up.

"Don't worry, there are more explosive ones." With a smile at the corner of her eyes, she slid down and opened the video.