The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1339: Chapter 700: Mo Han & Wanwan Arc – The Target Was Me, You Were Just Involved

Although she still didn’t like Xi Mohan’s indifferent look, Yao Man was already accustomed to it. She took a deep breath, looked at the man, and said, "There are rumors about you and me in An City. Do you know that?"

Xi Mohan’s gaze fell on the woman’s delicate little face. He gave a faint "hmm" and then spoke leisurely, "I’ve already sent someone to handle it."

But when Yao Man heard this, she couldn’t help but turn pale, lowered her head to look at the floor in front of her, her lips moved as if wanting to say something, but no words came out.

Seeing her like this, Xi Mohan immediately noticed something, fixedly looking at her and said, "Yao Man, this matter, could it be..."

Before Xi Mohan could finish, the woman had already nodded directly, the hands by her side clenched into fists, her voice carrying a sense of helplessness, "I know who did it, and they were targeting me. You got caught up in it..."

Upon hearing this, Xi Mohan’s expression remained unchanged. He peeked out to look at the corridor, finding nothing unusual, he then spoke to Yao Man, "You should come inside first."

With that, he directly stepped aside from the doorway.

Yao Man also knew the situation was a bit complicated now, and indeed she had caused trouble for Xi Mohan this time, so she didn’t refuse and walked straight in.

After Xi Mohan closed the door, he led Yao Man into the living room of the hotel suite, let her sit properly on the sofa, then walked to the refrigerator to take out a bottle of mineral water, handed it to her.

Looking at Yao Man holding the mineral water while staring at the floor, Xi Mohan’s face was calm, and he didn’t speak, quietly waiting for Yao Man to speak herself.

At this moment, Yao Man’s mind was in a mess. She wanted to tell Xi Mohan the reason behind the matter but didn’t know how to start, and felt embarrassed to say it...

The air was filled with silence, until she smelled the scent of smoke, Yao Man looked up at the man sitting opposite her and found that, at some point, he had already lit a cigarette and placed it by his lips.

Yao Man’s lips moved, but she finally spoke directly, "When did you learn to smoke?"

Xi Mohan’s expression didn’t change, he moved the ashtray in front of him, flicked the ash from the cigarette, and then said, "Not long ago."

"No wonder." Yao Man pulled the corner of her mouth into a smile, "I’ve never seen you smoke before, today is the first time."

In her memory, Xi Mohan rarely touched cigarettes and alcohol, except drinking during social occasions, she hadn’t seen him smoke before, this was the first time.

Xi Mohan didn’t speak, through the bluish-gray smoke, he looked at Yao Man, his face expressionless.

Perhaps because she still cared for Xi Mohan, under the man’s gaze, Yao Man unexpectedly began to feel gradually uncomfortable. She unscrewed the mineral water in her hand, took a sip, and then said, "The person who took our photo and sold it to various magazines and newspapers is someone I know, though his exact identity is unclear to me. Actually, he just wants revenge on me, and thus implicated you. I’m very sorry."

"Revenge on you?" The man chewed over these words but couldn’t comprehend what they meant.