62: Chapter 62: Twin Sisters 62: Chapter 62: Twin Sisters “Find yourself a spot to sit for a while; I’ll go greet some friends,” Ye Yaxin said, then walked toward the distance.
Xiao Yifeng wandered around the hall by himself, looking at the exhibited jewelry and sampling some food, quite at leisure.
“Handsome, we meet again.”
A sultry voice suddenly rang in Xiao Yifeng’s ear, accompanied by a wave of fragrance.
Turning his head, he saw a figure approaching gracefully, her face seductive and sensual.
“Damn, you change clothes pretty quickly,” Xiao Yifeng remarked, looking at Mo Shumei and smirking.
“I’ve been wearing this dress all along,” Mo Shumei responded with a look of surprise.
Weren’t you wearing a white dress before?
And you pretended not to know me, right?
Why are you talking to me now?
You don’t have a split personality, do you?”
Xiao Yifeng was confused by the dramatic change in Mo Shumei’s behavior.
With a coquettish smile, Mo Shumei’s eyes shifted, “You must have seen my sister just now?”
“Your sister?” Xiao Yifeng was taken aback, watching as Mo Shumei pointed toward the entrance of the hall.
His gaze followed her gesture.
A group of people slowly made their way into the hall, drawing the attention of the hundreds of elite guests from Tianhai City.
The person leading the group was a somewhat bald man in a suit, looking around fifty, his demeanor carrying the characteristic smile of a businessman and radiating a compelling presence.
Standing by his side were two figures, one male and one female.
The man was dressed in a white suit, handsome and well-proportioned, with a dashing appearance, while the woman wore a white, off-the-shoulder dress, her features exquisitely cold, her demeanor noble and her figure voluptuous.
Seeing the woman in the white dress, Xiao Yifeng then glanced at Mo Shumei by his side, feeling bewildered.
Fuck, what’s going on?
These two looked exactly the same.
The woman in the white dress was the ‘Mo Shumei’ he had seen outside the hotel, but now Mo Shumei was standing right next to him.
“Are you two twin sisters?” Xiao Yifeng quickly caught on and looked at Mo Shumei.
“Yes, that’s my sister, Mo Shuqian, and I’m her younger sister, Mo Shumei.
Pretty alike, aren’t we?” Mo Shumei said with a smile.
“It’s not just alike; you two are as if cast from the same mold,” Xiao Yifeng quipped.
Even his experienced eyes had been fooled, proving how identical the sisters were.
“Except for our temperament and clothes, we indeed look exactly the same.
Ordinary people can’t tell us apart at all.
Of course, there’s one place on our bodies that’s different.
Can you guess what it is?” Mo Shumei looked at Xiao Yifeng with alluring eyes, her breath warm.
Meanwhile, as the host of the day’s event, Mo Sihai, the Patriarch of the Mo Family and Chairman of Mo Group, made his appearance, the crowd immediately started to enthusiastically greet the man who had just walked in—Mo Sihai himself.
“Who’s that guy?” Xiao Yifeng asked, looking at the young man by Mo Shumei’s father, sensing a malicious aura from him.
This guy didn’t seem simple.
“He’s my father’s adopted son, named Mo Shaocong,” Mo Shumei said indifferently.
Mo Sihai walked to the front of the hall and addressed the audience, “Ladies and gentlemen, today I’ve gathered everyone here to introduce the latest jewelry and jade artifacts that our Mo Group has acquired.”
“These are all rare treasures.
The invitations I sent you earlier have listed the collectibles that are on display today.”
“Also, the Mo Group is soon to hold a grand auction, where most of these jewelry and jade artifacts will be featured.
If there is something you like, you’re welcome to bid for it.”
“Chairman Mo, the jewelry and jade artifacts listed in the brochure you sent can all be seen on-site.
Yet, it seems one item is missing,” a man commented, looking at Mo Sihai.
Momentarily, the gazes of Mo Shuqian, Mo Shumei, and Mo Shaocong tightened slightly as they inconspicuously glanced at one another.
Mo Sihai’s lips curved into a faint smile as he confirmed, “Correct, there is indeed one piece that hasn’t been displayed yet.”
Following Mo Sihai’s words, a woman in a cheongsam came forward with a tray covered by a red cloth, and at once, all eyes were filled with curiosity.
Mo Sihai unveiled the red cloth himself to reveal a cyan disk on the tray, carved with various exotic patterns, it looked quite ordinary.
“Chairman Mo, what kind of antique jade is this disk?
Why haven’t I ever seen it before?” Numerous people looked at Mo Sihai, their eyes brimming with curiosity.
From a distance, Yang Huaimin, the Patriarch of one of Tianhai’s Four Great Families, watched the cyan disk with a serious expression, a trace of unusual emotion flickering in his eyes as he sipped his red wine.
The man in black standing behind Long Yun, noticing the cyan disk and slightly changing his expression, was just about to speak up but was stopped by Long Yun, who casually glanced at the disk without saying a word, his eyes subtly in motion.
“I’m not very clear about the specifics of this cyan stone disk, but I had experts appraise it.
This disk is at least a thousand years old, and it’s made of a peculiar material.
It’s definitely an antique artifact rarely seen.
I obtained it by chance from an artifact dealer,” Mo Sihai explained, smiling.