CEO’s office.

The video conference hadn’t yet finished when Mengzhu hurried in, her face somber.

"Miss."

Mo Su glanced at her, took the remote, and turned off the screen, interrupting the meeting.

"Speak."

"Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang are here; they’re now in the company lobby," Mengzhu said.

Li Mochan came too?

Upon hearing this, Mo Su’s eyes flickered with deep thought, "Please ask them to come up."

Mengzhu nodded and walked to the side with her cellphone.

Mo Su twirled a pen between her fingertips, a strange smile playing on her lips.

After a brief wait, quiet footsteps broke the silence of the hallway.

Seeing the open door to the office, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes lifted with a smile cold as frost.

As the footsteps grew clearer, Mo Su looked up towards the door, a smile appearing on her face, "What wind has brought Li Wuye and Miss Ye here?"

"A mischievous one," Ye Jiuliang said nonchalantly.

The two didn’t stand on ceremony and casually chose seats to sit down.

Mo Su looked intently at the two of them and said in a calm voice, "Mengzhu, aren’t you going to serve tea to Li Wuye and his company?"

"Yes."

Mengzhu had just taken a step forward when Wen Liang’s voice from the opposite side stopped her in her tracks.

"There’s no need for tea; we will sit for a moment and then leave."

Facing Mengzhu’s questioning gaze, Mo Su lightly nodded her head, and Mengzhu, understanding, stepped back and stood behind her.

Mo Su picked up her cup, sipped softly at the clear tea, and spoke unhurriedly, "I heard a while ago that Li Wuye was hospitalized. I originally planned to visit, but seeing Li Wuye radiant today, it appears to have been an unfounded rumor."

Li Mochan fiddled with the ring on Ye Jiuliang’s hand, ignoring Mo Su’s attempt at conversation and maintaining a blockade against her throughout.

Knowing Li Mochan’s temperament and being ignored by him once more, Mo Su didn’t show much anger, her lips always curling into a proper smile.

"Is that so?" Ye Jiuliang crossed her legs, the hand resting on her knee fidgeting with her phone, "Then may I ask, Miss Mo, where did you hear this from?"

The smile on Mo Su’s lips froze, but after a few seconds, she circled the topic, "It’s just hearsay, after all. With the network being so developed these days, rumors are something you can’t prevent."

"That’s true," Ye Jiuliang’s lips curved slightly, her rogueish smile revealing a hint of playfulness.

"Indeed, rumors are unstoppable. As the saying goes, it’s easy to spread rumors—just a few words can disturb the peace of others. What do you think, Miss Mo?"

Meeting her cold gaze, which seemed bottomless and inscrutable, Mo Su felt a surge of caution and responded without showing any signs of disturbance, "Miss Ye makes a good point."

"Since you agree, I have another question I’m quite curious about. Miss Mo is older than I am; you might be able to give me good advice." Ye Jiuliang continued to lead her on, her voice steady, revealing no emotion, "If someone spread rumors and caused trouble, damaging Miss Mo’s reputation, how would Miss Mo deal with the rumormonger?"

Mo Su’s eyelids drooped, hiding the complexity in her gaze.

Could Ye Jiuliang have noticed something?

Impossible, Mengzhu always handles matters with extreme caution. There’s no way Ye Jiuliang could have found out. Besides, even if she suspected that those rumors were related to her, she wouldn’t have any evidence.

It’s possible that Ye Jiuliang came today just trying to extract words from her, attempting to take advantage without giving anything in return.

She dodged the main point and said lightly, "The person spreading rumors should apologize to me in person, of course."

Ye Jiuliang hooked up the corner of her lips, "Is that all?"

Mo Su smiled, "What else?"

"Miss Mo is kind-hearted, indeed. I’m no match for that." Ye Jiuliang’s eyes lifted slightly, and her voice suddenly turned cold, "As for those who spread rumors, I tend to enjoy teaching them a harsh lesson."

Across from her, Mengzhu’s heart tightened, and her gaze flitted uneasily.

Mo Su subtly shifted her position to block Ye Jiuliang’s piercing gaze without leaving a trace and changed the subject. "Is there something that brings Miss Ye over today?"

"Look at my memory, I almost forgot about the important matter." Ye Jiuliang tapped her forehead lightly with a gesture and looked at Mo Su with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, "The rumors outside have been growing increasingly outrageous recently. Fortunately, I was free today and dropped by ZE News Agency to take care of the rumor-monger."

ZE News Agency?

Mengzhu’s heart was struck with alarm, and her face gradually lost its color.

That man wouldn’t have sold her out, would he?

It was impossible. Her disguise was meticulous, and there was no way that man could have known who she was. Moreover, the bank account she used to transfer money to him had been routed through several layers. Ye Jiuliang couldn’t possibly trace it back to her.

"Regarding those rumors, Miss Mo must have also heard of them, right?" Ye Jiuliang continued.

Dodging her gaze, Mo Su feigned ignorance. "Is Miss Ye referring to those rumors about me and Lord Li the Fifth?"

Ye Jiuliang hummed faintly in response.

"Surely Miss Ye doesn’t believe those rumors, feeling aggrieved in your heart, and thus came specifically today to clarify things with me?"

"Feeling aggrieved? Not at all, as I don’t have that kind of leisure time." Ye Jiuliang’s voice lifted at the end, a hint of mockery in her tone. "I don’t mind rumors about me, but when it comes to rumors about my man, I can’t tolerate them."

Mo Su’s eyes darkened slightly, but she still pretended to be confused. "What does Miss Ye mean by this? Mo Su doesn’t understand."

Ye Jiuliang let out a cold laugh, and her gaze swept past Mengzhu standing behind her, her icy eyes full of oppressiveness. "If you don’t understand, you’ll have to ask your capable subordinate here."

The battle had finally reached her, and Mengzhu stiffened.

She bowed her head. Ye Jiuliang hadn’t mentioned any names, and Mengzhu wasn’t foolish enough to step forward and identify herself with the accusations.

With the conversation reaching this point, Mo Su naturally couldn’t keep pretending to be confused. Otherwise, it would seem too deliberate. "You can eat whatever you want, but you can’t talk nonsense. Miss Ye doesn’t need to beat around the bush with me. Feel free to speak plainly."

"I just made a trip to ZE News Agency, where the rumor-monger told me that someone had paid them a sum of money to spread false rumors. That is, the rumors that have been rife recently." Ye Jiuliang’s eyes crinkled lightly, speaking in a calm and breezy manner. "Later on, I found the person who transferred money into the bank account of the rumor-monger."

She paused, shifting her gaze to Mengzhu, "And that person turns out to be Mengzhu, the assistant standing beside Miss Mo."

Mo Su’s face changed slightly, rendered speechless by Ye Jiuliang’s direct accusation.

Ye Jiuliang’s lips curved into a smile, but beneath that, her eyes were filled with cold frost. "I’m wondering how Miss Mo intends to explain this matter to me?"

Li Mochan’s deep eyes scanned the people beside him and the thin lips curled up into an attractive curve.

He found his little "ferocious" wolf cub most appealing.

Time seemed to have stopped, as the shocking silence stretched on.

Mo Su hid her emotions and made a last-ditch effort. "Miss Ye, everything must be based on evidence. You claim my assistant paid someone to spread rumors, but do you have any evidence?"