To Huang Danguan's encouragement and consolation, Lin Mo threw a grateful smile to the team leader.
"En, thank you team leader. I will definitely continue to work hard. I will try my best to familiarize myself with the present jewelry market."
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Huang Danguan gently patted the shoulders of the fool. From the bottom of his heart, he really liked the little girl in front of him. She was responsible for her work and was very enterprising. She also had the talent for jewelry design.
After work, Lin Mo didn't take the bus, but instead decided to stroll home. Christmas was over, and the next thing to come was the Chinese traditional festival, New Year's Day. Although it wasn't as lively as the Spring Festival, the smell of the street was getting stronger and stronger.
Then, his eyes were attracted by a father and daughter who were in the middle of buying a Chinese knot. He saw the father and daughter, with their daughter's arm on their father's, obviously afraid that their father would be hit by someone else and would fall down, only then would they carefully support him. The old man held the Chinese knot in his hand and lowered his head to say something to their daughter, only to see the daughter who was supporting the old man nod her head in agreement, this kind of fatherly and filial scene, deeply stinging Lin Mo's heart.
Revealing a bitter smile, Lin Mo took out her phone from her bag and tapped open the contact list. When she saw Lin Xianqian's name card, her finger stopped moving and she didn't press the dial button. She stared at the name on the screen with her big eyes, the stabbing pain in his chest tormenting her.
The fog in his eyes became thicker, as if he was afraid that others would see that he was crying. The fool measured his body for a bit, then quickly wiped his eyes clean.
After hesitating for a moment, he took a deep breath and raised his head slightly. After pausing for about two seconds, he finally made up his mind and pressed the name on the screen.
"Hello."
Lin Mo thought that she had already completely forgotten about this voice that had been sealed by him for over ten years. However, over ten years later, this voice rang in her ears once again, and Lin Mo immediately laughed out loud.
Lin Mo only felt that his chest was so stuffy that it was hard for him to breathe. Initially, she thought that she could calmly explain it to the man, but at this moment, she realised that she had overestimated her ability to accept.
"Hello, may I ask who this is?"
However, the current Lin Mo was still unable to say a single word, and could only feel the surrounding noises getting further and further away from him. In the end, Lin Mo finally realised that she had lost all of her senses, and could only move around like a puppet, finding it increasingly difficult to breathe.
The large teardrops were like beads that had been cut off. They fell down one by one, drop by drop.
"Is … Is it foam?"
On the other end of the phone, Lin Xiqian finally realized something was dead and carefully probed.
However, after hearing Lin Xianqian's question, Lin Mo seemed to be frightened and hurriedly hung up the phone. She then pressed both her hands against her chest and took deep breaths, taking deep breaths time and time again.
Just as Lin Mo hung up the phone, the buzzing sound of his phone rang. Lin Mo stared at the name written on her name card.
The buzzing sound of her phone continued to ring. Finally, after calming herself down, Lin Mo took a deep breath and picked up the call.
"Hello."
"Is that you? "I am my father, no, I am Lin Xiemou."
Lin Xiyue seemed to be afraid that Lin Mu would hang up the phone, and her tone sounded very anxious. After hearing Lin Xianfeng's words, Lin Mu, who was holding onto his phone, let out a cold laugh. It seemed that this man was well aware of himself, and knew that he was not worthy of her father's name.
"I am. I heard you are looking for me right now. If you have anything to say, just say it. I don't have any American time to waste with you."
"Mo Mo, after so many years, I have always been thinking about you. It's just that I don't want to disturb your life, that's why I have never come looking for you."
However, if this was a few years ago, Lin Mo might still believe that Lin Mo had already been in society for a year. Lin Shimeng thought to himself, and with just that sentence, she managed to get rid of Lin Mo, and then, she ignored all the questions and was seen through by Lin Mo in an instant.
"Oh, Mr. Lin, don't make things sound so good, there are some things you know and I understand, so it's fine if you know them, but as far as I know, my mother never said that she wouldn't allow Mr. Lin to visit her, and as far as I know, divorced parents aren't usually given the right to visit their children, so let's just say that Mr. Lin doesn't have to misunderstand anything. I'm already an adult, so I don't need Mr. Lin to show any sign of being a kind father. To save time, Mr. Lin should just say what he wants to say."
After Lin Mo said this, the other end of the phone paused for a second. Then, on the other end, Lin Xiqian said, "Mo, actually, dad has something that she needs your help with. Mo, let's meet up. I have something I want to talk to you about."
He actually still foolishly implied that this man might have a one in a hundred chance of wanting to meet him. Now, it seemed that she was really foolish enough to think that she could say whatever she wanted to say on the phone, but in her heart, she actually still wanted to meet that man.
"Fine, I'll give you ten minutes. Seven o'clock at the door of the Casanova."
With that, Lin Mo hung up the phone, turned her head to look at her reflection in the window, and squinted her eyes.
He sat in the car, urging the driver to speed up. Even though the Beijing during the night was not as crowded as it was during the day, the speed of the car was still limited. He knew that the boss was very anxious, but when it came to increasing the speed, the driver's brother could only helplessly spread his hands.
It was only 6: 40 when Lin arrived at the Fantasy Bar. He arrived early and looked down at his watch every few minutes.
When Lin Mo arrived, it was already 7: 05, her face was covered with thick smoky makeup, and she was wearing a purple wig. In the middle of winter, she was only wearing black stockings, and around her neck hung a chain as thick as a finger.
When Lin Xianqian saw Lin Mo like this, he frowned deeply. He was still wondering if Lin Mo was a dancers or something of the sort in this bar.
"Foam, how did you make yourself look like this? Did your mother really educate you well?"
After hearing Lin Xi's words, Lin Mo snorted coldly without holding back, "Mister Lin, I'll have to trouble you to say these words. When I think about why you said these words, my mother raised me up, but what did you do to me? So, Mister Lin, please don't embarrass yourself by saying these words."
Lin Mo's words caused Lin Xi Qian to be speechless. To Lin Mo, he still felt guilty. In the divorce farce over ten years ago, the one who had hurt Lin Mo the most was him.
"Foam, I know that I have not fulfilled my duty as a father, but foam, listen to my advice, a girl like you is not suitable to do things in a place like this, there are all kinds of people here, on that day you are infected with some sickness or other, you will regret it."
Should she thank this Mister Lin for her concern, or should she spit on her face? However, in the end, Lin Mo only said in an unfriendly tone, "Mister Lin, let me remind you that six minutes have passed, you still have four minutes."
The moment Lin Mu's words left his mouth, Lin Shimeng was stunned for a moment before he anxiously said: "Mo Mo, the reason why I sought you out this time is actually to ask you to save someone."
"Save him, me?"
Lin Mo sarcastically pointed a finger at herself. Suddenly, she had a bad premonition.
Mister Lin, if you want to save someone, then you have found the wrong person. I am not like Mister Lin, who has thousands upon thousands of properties, and I am not some doctor who has come back to life early in the morning. Not to mention someone like me, who might have some kind of terrifying virus with him.
Hearing Lin Mo say that she had a virus on her body, Lin Xiqian's pupils slightly shrunk. If Lin Mo was really infected with AIDS, then wouldn't his precious son be beyond hope?
After which, when he saw the mocking smile on the corner of Lin Mo's mouth, he realized that Lin Mo was just dissatisfied with what she had just said and purposely said such words.
"Mo Mo, I apologize for what I just said. I, I was just worried about you, I really have no other intentions."
Lin Mo did not want to waste any more time talking to him about this, so she said, "Mister Lin, you still have two more minutes. If you have something to say, quickly say it, I don't have the time to waste words with you."
Seeing Lin Mo's impatience, Lin Xiemou's heart was slightly at a loss. The person Lin Mo hated the most was Qu Rui, she wanted her to be her and Qu Rui's son, so how could she agree?
Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Xiaohang is very sick right now, your aunt and I don't have the kidney to match, I really have no other way, that's why I came to find you. foam, just treat this as your pity for your brother.
Listening to Lin Xielou's words, the anger in Lin Mo's chest suddenly grew.
"Haha, Hahaha, Mr. Lin, are you too old to be that stupid? You could tell from there that I would be willing to save you and the little bastard Tristram, right, Lin, Lin Xiaohang, oh, right, Lin Xiaohang, Lin Xianfeng, I'll tell you, once I know that the little bastard is sick, my heart will be overjoyed. As for me, I'm not a good person, if that little bastard of yours really dies, I'll laugh a few times and send you a message that I have eyes."