GBP Chapter 287 Moyun Ferry
Chapter 287 Moyun Ferry
In short, what others might think is nothing, Han Xinyue's expression remained unchanged.
But her heart was already in turmoil.
She didn't know exactly who the old acquaintance the particularly distinguished-looking man in front of her was, but she had already automatically assumed it was Song Beiyou in her mind.
As a result, she wasn't feeling very well at the moment.
If this Mr. Mo is an old acquaintance of Song Beiyou, then wouldn't she have been looking for a wizard in vain?
Han Xinyue looked at Linda, "This is..." she hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.
Linda raised her hand and lightly tapped her forehead. "Look at me, I was so busy that I forgot to introduce myself to you."
This is Mo Yundu, the sorcerer who came all the way from the Kingdom of Gao.
He is also a Chinese.
This is practically his own front door.
"Oh?" Han Xinyue felt a jolt of surprise again. "The gentleman is Chinese."
Isn't this a bit too much of a coincidence? Coupled with what the "old acquaintance" said earlier, Han Xinyue couldn't help but be more cautious.
So she couldn't help but ask, "Sir, were you just saying that I look like an old acquaintance of yours? Is that right?"
Who is this old acquaintance you mentioned?
Mo Yundu had a good figure, and his long legs, encased in gray trousers, strode towards the sofa in the private room. He sat down, and then crossed his long legs.
His series of movements were casual and natural, possessing both the languidness of an immortal and the terrifying aura of a hellish messenger, sending a chill down Han Xinyue's spine. For a moment, she was afraid that she had said the wrong thing.
It was the status and wealth of the Gao Guohan family, as well as Linda's constant companionship, that gave her the confidence to stand tall.
But what is there to fear about a wizard, a wizard who manipulates and controls tycoons?
Thinking of this, Han Xinyue straightened her posture, looked down at Mo Yundu, and waited for his answer.
Mo Yundu raised his chin slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Miss Han cares a lot about this?"
Han Xinyue's eyes flickered for a moment before she explained, "You know that the plastic surgery industry in Gao Guo is very developed."
Everyone loves beauty, and I've had some cosmetic procedures done on my face.
The template for the makeover was given to me by the doctor at the plastic surgery clinic, and I was quite satisfied with it afterward.
I just didn't expect to run into a lady from China, which caused some unnecessary trouble a few days ago, and was even posted online by some Chinese netizens.
So I was just wondering if the old acquaintance you mentioned, Mr. Mo, is the one I'm thinking of. If so, that would be perfect. I happen to need to find someone to help me apologize to that lady.
It was very comprehensive, leaving no stone unturned.
Linda added after Han Xinyue finished speaking, "Yes, Mr. Mo, this matter has had a significant impact on our young lady recently."
Look..."
Mo Yundu maintained his ambiguous smile and replied, "My old acquaintance's surname is Nan, the Nan of east, west, south, and north."
Han Xinyue instantly breathed a sigh of relief, and her smile became much more relaxed than before. "Nan? I thought it was Miss Song who was trending on social media with me."
So, my slightly modified face is actually quite generic.
Mo Yundu's faint smile vanished at that moment. "Let's get down to business."
Han Xinyue didn't quite understand what was wrong with Mo Yundu all of a sudden; his expression changed rather quickly, but she still went along with his wishes.
As a middleman and a powerful businesswoman, Linda naturally noticed the subtle changes happening here.
She quickly stepped forward and said, "Then we'll have to trouble Mr. Mo with Xinyue's life."
Xinyue, quickly, offer your master a cup of tea; from now on, he will be your teacher.
Unlike Han Xinyue, who was fearless at this moment, Linda also practiced witchcraft, and in her eyes, the profession of witch was best kept at a distance.
If you anger the wizard, you might end up like those who die from vomiting blood – that would be a terrible fate.
Moreover, Mo Yundu is a top-tier wizard. Although he has no reputation outside, those in the industry know how powerful he is and he is even more dangerous to mess with.
Han Xinyue's mind was disturbed by Mo Yundu's words when he came in, but now that she saw Linda being so humble, she understood everything.
However, Mo Yundu truly possesses strength.
Instantly, Han Xinyue's attitude also became humble.
She picked up the teacup Linda had prepared, poured a cup of hot tea, and presented it to Mo Yundu, bowing reverently. "The world is treacherous, and it is not easy for a weak woman like me to protect the entire Han family."
I humbly request Mr. Mo to teach me witchcraft and lend me a helping hand.
I, Han Xinyue, will never forget your kindness, sir.
Mo Yundu's eyes lingered on Han Xinyue's face, making her feel uncomfortable.
A moment later, Mo Yundu asked her, "Is your purpose in learning witchcraft merely to protect the Han family?"
The question left Han Xinyue stunned once again.
A few seconds later, just as Han Xinyue was about to reply, she heard Mo Yundu chuckle, "I don't think so."
Your real purpose is not with the Han family.
Using a declarative sentence, Han Xinyue could no longer suppress her inner thoughts, "Sir, why don't you just speak frankly?"
This roundabout approach is a waste of everyone's time.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yundu stood up from the sofa, a smile playing on his lips, and stepped forward to stand in front of Han Xinyue.
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly raised his hand and lifted Han Xinyue's chin.
Han Xinyue's heart tightened, and she began to regret asking Linda to help her find a wizard.
Linda felt the same way. In her memory, Mo Yundu was not like this. She thought that if anything happened to Han Xinyue, she would not be able to explain it to the deceased Han Zhenying.
"Sir!" Linda exclaimed nervously, "What's happening here..."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yundu released his hand, his attitude gentle, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."
I just want a genuine answer. After all, learning witchcraft requires asking oneself from the heart; otherwise, one can easily go astray and become possessed.
Although the tone was relaxed, Han Xinyue could still hear the threatening undertone in it.
Without any attempt to hide anything, she stated frankly, "I do have selfish motives; one aspect is that I want the Han family to prosper."
On the other hand, she wanted to win over her beloved as soon as possible; his name was Duan Yao!
Mo Yundu's smile blossomed after Han Xinyue finished speaking. "That's right."
Row!
I'm determined to teach you.
Where are you?
He called out his assistant's name, and the assistant, He Fangbian, took out a card from his pocket, stepped forward, and handed it to Han Xinyue, saying, "Come to this place to find our master every day at midnight."
Within fifteen days, Miss Han will definitely have mastered the skills.
Han Xinyue took the card; the address on it was entirely in Chinese characters.
The address isn't far from here, but the time of midnight is a bit awkward, between 11 PM and 1 AM.
After a pause, without thinking too much, he readily agreed, "Okay, I'll be there on time."