Chapter 8

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The Expensive Ex-Wife of a Wealthy Family [08]

Novel by: Yuèxià Xiāohún

Translation by: Aidoru Apple

Yu Ziyun knew he was too arrogant but did not plan to take his words back. In

the future, if he let that d*mned woman, Luo Xiaojing mess around, wouldn't

she just look down on him?

"Mr. Yu, Su Junli had just returned from abroad. The Su Family's concert hall

will be named after him…" Jian Mo continued, "Although the Su Family belongs

to the art industry, this concert hall is linked to Su Junli. By getting its

construction design, we will have a relationship with him, which should not

lose to Huangdi's clubhouse project.

Yu Ziyun's expression went slightly bad but continued to meticulously look at

the data and finally, let go…

"Otherwise, Jian Mo, regardless of the scale of the concert hall is, but as

you mentioned, it is under Su Junli's name. Whether winning the project is

still unknown." Yu Ziyun paused, "The clubhouse is our top objective. I hope

you prioritize it first!"

"Okay, I will find a way." Jian Mo replied.

After the meeting, Yu Ziyun left but everyone stayed at the conference room…

and looked at Jian Mo with concern.

"Jian Mo, work hard…" Tang Haoyang lightly sighed, got up, and left the

meeting room.

Suddenly, the room blew up.

Some were angry, worried, silent, helpless… From beginning to end, Jian Mo was

the only one who was looking calm.

Of course, it was not because she was Gu Beichen's hidden wife but because she

was confident albeit she understood that meeting Huangdi's threshold would be

difficult…

"Siyu, Ding Dang, you two help me in contacting the Su Family first." Jian Mo

indifferently instructed, "Let's see if we can have a chance to send our

design proposals…"

"Okay!" Xu Siyu and Ding Dang replied.

"Mo-jie," Xiang Wan looked like she was crying without tears, "Why do I see

that this will be half a catty?!"

Jian Mo lightly sighed, "Hard work." She and everyone nodded and left the

conference room.

Everyone seemed busy after the morning meeting and it was not until the

afternoon that Jian Mo had free time.

Sitting on her office chair, Jian Mo thought about how she could participate

in the bidding of Huangdi's design. Regardless of her ideas, it seemed there

would only be one result… Impossible!

With the perfect timing, a pleasing ringtone of a mobile phone rang,

disturbing Jian Mo's musings.

She was stunned, and then picked up her phone to respond. When she saw the

call was from "Doctor Wang", her heart suddenly froze and hurriedly answered

the phone, "Dr. Wang, is there something wrong with my Mother?"

"Your mother is fine. She's still the same." Dr. Wang softly exhaled, "Xiao

Jian, they feel awkward to call you, so I was the one who reached out to you…

The payment last time has long passed the deadline. We can't keep on dragging

the fees or we would not be able to administer the medicine."

Jian Mo felt uncomfortable, "Well, I see… I will send the money for medical

bills as soon as possible for about two days."

"Okay." Dr. Wang sighed again, "Xiao Jian, have you ever thought about giving

up… the medicines that support your mother are imported from abroad, which are

too expensive… It's not something that a common household can afford."

Jian Mo's heart seemed to suddenly quiver, and her tears came out from the

pain, "Mom is still alive, how can I give up and watch her die? I can't do

it…" She took a deep breath and said, "I'll figure it all out."

After hearing this, Dr. Wang could only sigh in response, "I'll personally go

to the pharmacy to ask for credit. In these two days, you think of a

solution."

"Thank you, Dr. Wang." Jian Mo hung up after asking a few more questions.

"Dong! Dong!"

Xiang Wan knocked on the glass door and came in. At a glance, Jian Mo's eyes

were red. "Momo, what's the matter?" She hurried forward, "Don't put too much

pressure on yourself. At worst, if we could not do it this year, we'll try

again next year."

Jian Mo shivered, "It's not about that… I'll leave first. If the Director came

to look for me, just tell him I was finding a way to contact people from

Huangdi." After her words fell, she got up, took her phone and bag, and left.

Xiang Wan was dumbfounded and could not react for a while. By the time she

responded, Jian Mo was no longer there.

Jian Mo drove the car on Luo City's road. At the beginning of her marriage, Gu

Beichen asked for conditions. She would have 20,000 yuan monthly for living

expenses.

She thought it would be enough to support her mother's illness but… did not

expect that 20,000 yuan would still be lacking after adding prescriptions due

to her mother's recent declining health…

Should she ask for more money from Gu Beichen?

Jian Mo parked the car on the side of the road. The corner of her mouth could

not help but curl into a self-deprecating smile.

What reason should she use to ask for money? What's more, her mother's

medicines must be maintained until there would be a suitable heart transplant.

How would she talk her way out until it was found?

Jian Mo laid weakly on the car seat and was numbly looking through the

windshield… Suddenly, she looked at a sign standing on the side of the road

and suddenly sat up and stared with wide eyes. After scanning it and

confirming the contents, her eyes instantly burst with joy.

Jian Mo got out of the car, quickly walked over, and immediately asked for a

leaflet…

"Miss, are you interested?" The giant man handing out the leaflets smiled and

asked, "We're having a design charity event…You can bid for the sketches

yourself. Half of the earnings will be for the charity and half for the

designers' copyright fees.

Seeing that Jian Mo was reading the leaflet, the man promptly said, "Many

celebrities will attend. As long as someone there has taken fancy on your

design, you may reap unexpected benefits."

Jian Mo looked at the time and it was already afternoon, "Is it okay to design

anything?"

"Anything is fine…" The man smiled and nodded, "If you are ready, you can go

inside first to prepare."

Jian Mo nodded and went to park the car in a space that can be settled for a

long time. Then, she went to the venue…

There were already few people scattered who were drawing pictures. Jian Mo

observed, and they were from all walks of life.

Because she signed a contract with Xiangyu, she could not sketch architectural

layouts and other related drawings. After thinking for a while, she decided to

design a jewelry set… If a woman approached, she might sell it for a good

price.

If time permits, she could draw more…

Time passed slowly while Jian Mo was seriously drawing. Due to her background

in design, her imagination, and her sensitivity to objects, by the time the

auction started, she had already produced a complete set of her works.

Jian Mo pursed her lips and smiled, ignorant of the deep and sharp gaze

falling on her. Just as she finished her design, she wrote "Yearning for Love"1

at the corner.

Looking at her design with satisfaction, Jian Mo put it in an eye-catching

place…

"Beichen, that jewelry set design looks so special…" Suddenly, a woman's voice

approached as Jian Mo was about to turn around...

Jian Mo's body suddenly trembled and she silently cried. Just as Yu Guang

caught a glimpse of the familiar figure, the woman reflexively covered a side

of her face with her hand and turned around.

Jian Mo's heart was even more wailing, they can't see me, they can't see, they

can't see me…

Gu Beichen put his hand in his pocket and the woman beside him circled her

arms on it. She looked at Jian Mo and the design… Both spectators’ eyes were

filled with a smile.

It was just that the lady's eyes were of amazement and Gu Beichen's were of

mockery.

"Chen, is it all right to buy this design?" The woman said with her red lips

slightly pursed. "When I go back to the jewelry store, I will make this set…"

Gu Beichen was still looking at Jian Mo. His eyes were gloomy but, in the end,

the corners of his mouth seemed to invisibly curve and softly said, "Okay!"

"I don't know how much this design will be?" The woman with red lips looked at

Gu Beichen and asked.

"Regardless of the price, just name it!" Gu Beichen's voice was so light that

people could not decipher his real emotions. His eyes never left Jian Mo from

beginning to end, as if he wanted to see through her at once!

Footnotes:

1. 倾心之恋 (qīngxīnzhī liàn): literally "falling in love with love". ↩