The next morning, Mo Ting was working in his office when Lu Che suddenly started knocking on the door. He quickly scurried over and whispered something in Mo Ting's ear.
Mo Ting put down the diamond studded pen in his hand. After a moment of surprise, he chuckled, "Whatever he wants to do, just pretend you didn't notice..."
"But...what if the old chairman makes things difficult for the Madam?"
"You don't think my wife can handle him?" Mo Ting asked in seriousness as he lifted his head and looked at Lu Che.
Lu Che quickly shook his head, "I'm just afraid the Madam might suffer."
"Does the old man think this is ten years ago when he first left Hai Rui? He made such a big fuss, like he's out on a huge trip. It's almost like his afraid the whole world doesn't know about it," Mo Ting couldn't help but shake his head. "Don't worry about anything else, just take note of his safety..."
