C12 A Dinner with Yem Mohan's Fatherinlaw

Yem Mohan's words hit her like a sledgehammer, almost knocking the breath out of her. Did he really think she enjoyed being assaulted? What kind of man was he?

"Are you upset? Think I insulted you?"

"Isn't that exactly what you did?"

Mohan looked at this usually timid woman, now surprisingly angry at his words. He realized he knew how to handle her, and with a smile, he said, "Mo Ya, I'm saying this to remind you—it's best to forget about that night. The truth can be uncovered, but I don't want you to be hung up on other men while investigating it."

"How could I be? I don't even know that man."

"Exactly, which is why you need to forget everything about that night. Mo Ya, I can tolerate your past with Ann Jie, but what happened with that man must be erased. And you need to decide whether you're seeking the truth or just looking for him."

"It's not what you think. Ann Jie and I actually..."

"I'm heading to the office. Remember, I can accept your past with Ann Jie as your ex-husband, but everything else needs to be left behind. As for your investigation, I'll arrange for an assistant to help you. If anything goes wrong, I'll cover for you."

"What? I have to investigate myself?"

"Yes. You know what it means to have the backing of someone powerful? With my name, no one in this empire will dare oppose you."

As Mohan got ready to leave, he paused and added, "No need to bring me lunch today. I'm having lunch with Director Wan from Wanhai Aviation, and you're coming too."

"What? Wanhai Aviation, isn't that your fiancée's company?"

Mohan chuckled, unconcerned. "Yes, and I'll be having lunch with my future father-in-law, Wan Daquan."

"What?"

"Are you scared?"

"No, no, it's just... won't it be awkward? He is your future father-in-law, after all."

"If I'm not worried, why should you be? Besides, have you forgotten your role? I need you to help me get out of this engagement."

Mo Ya understood that the afternoon would be another confrontation, only this time, the main player shifted from her to him.

Reciprocity is key; yesterday, he went to great lengths for her, so today, it was her turn to repay him.

"I understand. I'll definitely go."

"By the way, wear that necklace. I didn't buy it for you to keep it locked away."

"Got it."

Only then did Yem Mohan truly leave. The spacious villa was now empty, save for two gardeners, Mr. Liu the butler, and Mrs. Liu the cook.

Mo Ya sat in the garden, lost in thought. The warm winter sun felt comforting on her skin. Though she appeared listless, her mind was anything but idle.

Yem Mohan promised to help her investigate the events of that day. While she hadn't had time to think about everything, one thing was clear: Yem Mohan likely wasn't the man from that night. If he were, he wouldn't have said those things.

Moreover, Yem Mohan was right. Wasn't she seeking the truth? What was the point of finding that man? Shouldn't she try to forget that night altogether?

Yes, she was obsessed. She needed to understand the roles the Ann and Mo families played in all this and let the rest go. It was in the past.

"Miss Mo, this is Ping'an, the assistant Director Mo arranged for you."

"A man?"

A hint of amusement flickered in Mr. Liu's eyes, but as the consummate professional, he maintained a serious demeanor and said, "Yes, he'll be your assistant. You can rely on him for anything you need."

"Understood. Thank you, Mr. Liu."

After Mr. Liu left, Mo Ya observed the man standing in the sunlight, dressed in black, with a scholarly air about him. He was quite handsome, even by celebrity standards. Mo Ya couldn't quite grasp why a man like Yem Mohan would assign such a person as her assistant. What was his plan? Was he testing something?