Chapter 40

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

However, before Xiang Haoyu could get back up, Mo Hanchen lifted him into the air with one hand and punched him in the eye.

“Open your eyes and see who’s about to kill who!”

Mo Hanchen’s fist slammed into Xiang Haoyu’s other eye. “If you dare to curse at me again, I’ll make sure you greet the King of Hell!”

Those two punches had left Xiang Haoyu’s eyes red and swollen. Before Xiang Haoyu could cry out in pain, Mo Hanchen stepped on his right ankle.

“Ah…!”

Xiang Haoyu felt like his ankle was going to break!

He whimpered pitifully, drenched in a cold sweat. “Let go of me…”

Mo Hanchen snorted, raising his leg to step on Xiang Haoyu’s left ankle instead.

The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed in the room. “Si si si…”

“Ah…!”

Xiang Haoyu’s face contorted in pain. “Mo Hanchen…!”

Mo Hanchen smirked. “This time, I’ll leave your third leg intact! If you dare lay a finger on Meng Yue again, I’ll ensure no one will ever think of you as a man again!”

Mo Hanchen stomped on Xiang Haoyu’s lower abdomen to drive his point home.

Xiang Haoyu was so scared he began crawling backwards, doing anything he could to distance himself from Mo Hanchen. “No…”

Mo Hanchen stopped. “Xiang Haoyu, you should be glad I’m not as bad as you. Otherwise, you would have become a eunuch a long time ago!”

Mo Hanchen cleaned his hands with a wet tissue from the coffee table. “Come at me if you have something to say. Glaring at Xiang Haoyu coldly, he continued, “What kind of man goes after a woman?”

He stopped at the door, adding, “I don’t need your help to get to her. If you dare mess around with the divorce again, I won’t be breaking just your arms and legs. What you’ve experienced now will be nothing compared to what I’ll do to you next time.”

The door slammed shut.

Xiang Haoyu did not even have the strength to call for help.

Only around lunch, when a nurse entered to check what he would like to eat, was Xiang Haoyu found unconscious on the floor, having fainted from the pain.

Mo Hanchen took the initiative to call Meng Yue after he left the hospital with Wang Ming.

Meng Yue was on her way to Yongsheng when she received Mo Hanchen’s call.

Yongsheng was one of the most powerful companies in the capital city, comparable to Mo Hanchen’s Moyun Group.

Since she had taken over the Xiang Group’s stagnant projects, Meng Yue could not allow them to fail in her hands.

Moreover, if those four projects were completed well, they would greatly benefit the Meng family’s development over the next ten years.

Therefore, regardless of her stalling divorce proceedings with Xiang Haoyu, she had to do her best to make sure they were a success. Her success would pave the way for the Meng Group’s future.

As for why Meng Yue had not gone to Mo Hanchen for help? The reason was that she wanted to save face.

Mo Hanchen had already said he did not want to work with the Meng family, and Meny Yue’s pride prevented her from stooping so low as to beg for his assistance.

Meng Yue did not want anything to do with the Moyun Group, especially when she had such an awkward and ambiguous relationship with Mo Hanchen.

Meng Yue saw the caller ID and looked at her father.

Before she could answer it, however, the call cut off.

Not long after, she received a WeChat message notification.

[ Where are you? ]

[ Answer the phone! ]

In under two hours, their relationship had reversed. In the morning, Mo Hanchen ignored her. Now, it was time for her revenge!

Meng Yue switched her phone to silent mode, turned it off, and dropped it in her handbag.

Out of sight, out of mind!

When they arrived at Yongsheng, Meng Yue deliberately kept her phone in her handbag, refusing to look at it.

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Wang Ming rubbed his nose, taking in his master’s thunderous appearance.

As he thought of ways to comfort his boss, Mo Yu appeared.

“Karma catches up to everyone, doesn’t it?”

Wang Ming’s eyes flashed. “What do you mean?”

Mo Yu recounted what transpired earlier that morning and how Mo Hanchen refused to meet Meng Yue.

Wang Ming had nothing to say. What could he say, anyway? This was a classic instance of reaping what you sowed.

While Mo Yu and Wang Ming talked, Mo Hanchen furiously dialled and sent messages to Meng Yue through his phone. When he still could not get a response, he threw the things on his desk, littering them all over the floor.

Mo Yu looked at the document in his hand. He needed President Mo’s signature, but no way was he putting himself in range of his wrath. To enter now would be the height of stupidity since he would not be able to escape unscathed.

Ah… That vacation he had asked for seemed to flit further and further away…

No wonder President Mo was not having much luck with Miss Meng if he behaved arrogantly and unruly as he did before her.

Mo Hanchen glared at his phone. He was so angry he wanted nothing more than to kill Meng Yue for her impertinence. She, who stubbornly refused to answer his calls and messages, would be the death of him.

Just then, Wang Ming’s phone rang.

Mo Yu noticed Wang Ming tense up upon seeing the caller ID. With a devilish smile, he prepared to make himself scarce. “Good luck!”

Wang Ming gulped nervously and pulled Mo Yu aside, preventing him from leaving.

“Brother Mo, do you Master will punish me?”

Mo Yu laughed. “If you don’t pick up, I’m certain you’ll receive a thorough ‘education’.”

Wang Ming released Mo Yu and answered the call.

“Master! How may I be of service?”

“Where’s Meng Yue?”

“Please give me a second,” Wang Ming implored, “I’ll have her exact location in another 30 seconds!”

Wang Ming quickly called his subordinates. Thankfully, he had had the foresight to arrange a tail on Miss Meng.

It took Mo Hanchen less than half an hour to drive to Yongsheng’s building.

When the security guards saw the car’s license plate number, 88888, they immediately reported to their superiors and soon, a receptionist in high heels ran to greet their esteemed guest.

Not long after, Wang Bing, the President of Yongsheng, received a message from his secretary.

Wang Bing clarified the news with his secretary, “Are you sure Mo Hanchen of the Moyun Group is here? I don’t recall having any direct dealings with the Moyun Group.”

Meng Yue and her father were shocked.

Meng Zhengde eyed his daughter, who seemed lost in thought.

The sound of leather shoes clapping on tiles echoed in Meng Yue’s ears, and her breathing grew more rapid.

What was he doing here?

Was he stalking her?

Somehow, the thought made Meng Yue distinctly uncomfortable.

Before the secretary could respond, Mo Hanchen had swept into the office.

Unperturbed by the sudden intrusion, Wang Bing went up to Mo Hanchen and greeted him. “President Mo, thank you for coming all this way. My apologies for not welcoming you sooner.”

Mo Hanchen shook Wang Bing’s hand, reciprocating the gesture, “The fault is mine. I’m sorry for coming without an appointment.”

He spoke apologetically, but his expression never changed.

Meng Yue cursed in her heart. How could he be so shameless?

Mo Hanchen looked like he had just noticed Meng Yue as his gaze fixed on her.

“I’m sorry, but did I interrupt your discussion?”

Meng Yue clenched her fists.

Mo Hanchen would have to be blind not to notice the obvious.

“President Mo might have forgotten his spectacles. I never knew he was short-sighted.”

Mo Hanchen was momentarily stunned, but that turned into a raised brow. “Are you saying I interrupted you?”

The temperature in Wang Bing’s office abruptly dropped.

It was Wang Bing’s turn to feel troubled.

However, as the host, he had no choice but to step forward to ease the tension.

“President Mo, please, sit.” “Miss Meng, President Meng, please sit.”

“Little Zhang, please prepare some tea for us.”

Wang Bing’s eyes darted between Mo Hanchen and Meng Yue as he spoke. He vaguely knew something of Mo Hanchen, Xiang Haoyu, and Meng Yue, but nothing specific. Now that he had a chance to see Mo Hanchen and Meng Yue in person, he could tell there was certainly something going on between the two.

With Mo Hanchen’s participation, his discussion with Meng Yue had to be put on hold.