Perched on a shallow peninsula, the seaside villa is particularly warm and calm in the sunlight, and the blue and white hue is reminiscent of the castles of the Italian Mediterranean, like a secluded hideaway from the city.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows are clear and transparent, and you can see the most beautiful sea view of the city from afar.

A tall man, dressed in a dark suit, with his arms folded, stands quietly in front of the window in a wild posture that sits on the world, like a sculpture.

He has a rather handsome appearance, his perfect facial features are hidden between light and darkness, and his eyes, which are deeper than the sea, are staring at the sea for a moment.

The large room, all black and white, coupled with the dim light, gives people a cold and serious feeling.

"Buckle, buckle, buckle!"

Suddenly I remembered the knock on the door, breaking the original peace of the room.

Mo Yihan frowned unhappily and said, "Come in!"

The person who came in was a young man of twenty-four or five years old who helped Mo Yihan take care of the antique deal.

"I'm sorry Mr. Mo, I really don't want to disturb your rest, but the situation is urgent, I have to report it to you!"

The young man has a straight suit, and at first glance he is a high-achieving student who graduated from a prestigious school and serves as an executive of the company.

But he didn't have the youthful vigor of an ordinary young man, but was quite modest and respectful, and when facing Mo Yihan, he bowed slightly.

"What's the matter, just say it!"

Mo Yihan turned around and said lukewarmly.

"Yes, it's about ......"

The young man was speechless, and some did not dare to speak.

Because this is a matter of life and death for antique dealers, it is indeed not good news!

"Anan, I picked you out of thousands of people, just because I fancy your decisiveness and resoluteness, if you hesitate so much, I will consider firing you squid immediately!"

Mo Yi said coldly.

"It's the North Underworld Group!"

Anan didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and immediately reported truthfully: "They suddenly launched an attack on Mohs, not only robbed our customer resources, but also sued the court, saying that our goods were from improper sources, and leaked our internal transaction information to other peers, Mohs was greatly traumatized this time, and the situation is quite not optimistic!"

Beiming Group is a long-established family business with deep wealth and strong foundation, and Mo Yihan worked hard to build it. Although it has developed rapidly, its foundation is unstable and it is not the core of the business world.

So once you are targeted by a company such as the Beiming Group, the future is really shaky.

After Mo Yihan listened, his eyebrows twisted slightly, but his expression was surprisingly calm, as if he had been prepared.

"Oh, got it!"

"Mr. Mo, what should we do next, do we need to destroy those unfavorable materials? or re-invite those customers to hold a press conference!"

Before Anan came to report to Mo Yihan, he had thought of tens of thousands of solutions, but none of them were perfect.

That's why he found Mo Yihan, because he believed that Mo Yihan would definitely be able to come up with the most perfect way.

"You don't have to do anything, you don't have to move, they just let them move whatever they want!"

Mo Yi sat on the leather sofa with a cold smile, cocked Erlang's legs, and looked unfathomable.

He had long thought that there would be this day, and Bei Mingye regarded him as a thorn in his side, how could he safely watch his Mo clan flourish.

"Do nothing!"

Anan was clearly frightened by the boss's decision.

"In this case, the Mo clan will be very dangerous, if the court really investigates carefully, we ......"

"I have my own measure, anyway, don't do anything, it's fine!"

Mo Yihan impatiently interrupted Anan's words: "I don't want a subordinate who is always suspicious of his boss, understand?"

"Ming, understood!"

"Okay, you can go!"

The man waved his hand, as if he didn't want to talk any further.

His mind now can't focus on work at all, and the pictures that appear in his mind all day long are all about the woman Li Luowei.

Men cursed themselves for being stupid more than once, complaining that they shouldn't put their minds on a woman who didn't love them, which was a waste of time and energy.

But in the end, he still couldn't control himself from thinking about her.

Missing is a very hanging thing, like a shadow, silent and breathless, touching the bottom of the heart.

After Anan left, the man grabbed the phone on the desk and crackled the number of the detective agency.

"Hey, did you find it? Where the hell is she, is there any news, even a little news!"

The answer on the other end of the phone was: "I'm sorry, we are still investigating, if there is any news of Miss Li, we will contact you immediately!"

Mo Yihan also forgot that today is the first time to dial this set of numbers, not ten times, but eight times!

Since sending her to the North Underworld Group that day, he has cut off contact with Li Luowei, he doesn't know how she is now, whether she is good or bad, good or bad, good or bad, he has found several detective agencies, but he has not found any news.

"Get out of here, bunch of shit!"

The man's expression was hideous, and he hung up the phone fiercely, as irritable as a fire-breathing dragon.

When did you become so anxious and so breathless.

"Mo Yihan, you're really crazy!"

In the small garden of the villa, Xiaoxing sat on the pendant rattan chair as always, dangling and swinging over.

"Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars......"

The girl lowered her head, as if she was concentrating on something, and she was in a good mood, and she actually hummed a song.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Yihan quietly came behind Xiaoxing, and fixed the rope with his hand to prevent the girl from dangling all the time.

"Fold the stars!"

Xiaoxing's lips hooked into a smile, and he didn't raise his head, and continued to hum a song.

Next to her was a small flower basket filled with stars of various colors.

Xiaoxing is very smart and dexterous, and these stars are much better than the previous paper cranes.

"You seem to be in a good mood, do you have any joy?"

Mo Yihan sat on another pendant rattan chair, looked at Xiaoxing, who was full of spring breeze, and asked in a low voice.

After his wife died, he rarely came to the garden, for fear of touching the scene, and as for the pair of rattan chairs, he couldn't even see them, because it would make him want to go to his dead wife, and it would make him sad.

However, since taking in Xiaoxing, he has been coming here a lot.

"Of course I'm happy, because I'm going to be full of a thousand stars soon!"

Xiaoxing said, folding another one, and she carefully put it into the small flower basket.

"What about a thousand stacks!"

Mo Yihan didn't understand, and he was very envious, why Xiaoxing could be so happy all the time and maintain such a pure smile.