She used the softest voice, Qin Qin’s voice was clear and bell-like, more pleasing than her own and she couldn’t help feeling envious.
Mo Yunchen lifted his head from the files, looking at that familiar face, the familiar smile and voice. A moment of confusion and gentleness flickered in his phoenix eyes, followed swiftly by a passing trace of coldness.
"Why are you here? You should be resting at home," he said, his voice deep and sensual, with a barely noticeable chill.
In recent days, Mo Sheng and Mo Tang had been searching for Qinqin and investigating who this woman really was and what her intentions were.
Thinking he was concerned about her, Jing Zhiyue smiled and placed the food container aside, "I’m fine now, look how good I am. I was afraid you’d skip meals because you’re so busy, so I brought you something to eat. Come on, have some."
"I’m not hungry! You should go back and take care of yourself," he replied.
Mo Yunchen pressed the internal line on the phone, asking Mo Sheng to come in and take Jing Zhiyue away.
Mo Sheng was shocked; this imposter dared to come to Mo Corporation, she was truly audacious.
"I really am okay; I truly am. Is it because our child is gone that you still can’t accept it? Yunchen, I’m just as heartbroken as you are. That was our child, and they took it away just like that," Jing Zhiyue whispered tearfully, trying to approach Mo Yunchen but was stopped by his icy gaze.
"Are you blaming me? Are you blaming me for not protecting our child, for not listening to you and going out?"
Tears of pity hung on Jing Zhiyue’s delicate and beautiful face, and she was too busy crying to notice the fleeting murderous look in Mo Yunchen’s eyes.
"That person called me, told me my father was in a car accident, I didn’t have time to notify you, that’s why these things happened."
"I know it’s my fault, I won’t do it again."
When Mo Sheng pushed the door open, what he saw was Jing Zhiyue acting pitiful for sympathy. He let out a cold laugh and entered the office.
"Madam, President Mo is very busy, and you haven’t recovered yet. I’ll take you back first," he said.
Seeing Mo Sheng, Jing Zhiyue had no choice but to stop her act; she wiped her tears and hesitantly replied, "...Okay!"
She looked up at Mo Yunchen, but noticed that his hand seemed to be pressing his stomach. A flicker of joy flashed in her eyes, "Yunchen, is your stomach hurting again? Is it because you’ve been too busy to eat properly?"
Mo Yunchen had always had stomach problems; maybe it was acting up because he had been too busy recently?!
"Let me check your pulse! After that, I’ll leave!" Jing Zhiyue whispered gently.
After speaking, she seemed to catch Mo Yunchen’s piercing, hostile gaze.
Jing Zhiyue subconsciously startled; why would Mo Yunchen have such a look? She must have seen wrong?!
"No need, you go back first! I’m fine," Mo Yunchen said, his lips lifting slightly as he spoke quietly.
"Okay, then I’ll leave first. Don’t overwork yourself!"
Jing Zhiyue spoke tenderly, and as Mo Sheng was about to escort her, she shook her head, indicating she could go back by herself.
Mo Sheng glanced at Mo Yunchen, then nodded, "Then madam, please take care. If you need anything, just call me."
Since Master Mo was so cold to this woman, he had no choice but to sacrifice himself and curry favor with this distasteful woman.
Jing Zhiyue smiled satisfied and turned to leave.
After Jing Zhiyue left, Mo Sheng turned around but saw Mo Yunchen in contemplation, his index finger lightly tapping the desk.
"President Mo, did you discover something?" Mo Sheng asked with intrigue.
"This woman is Jing Zhiyue!" Mo Yunchen said, looking at Mo Sheng, ignoring his shocked expression, "Immediately investigate everything that happened after Jing Zhiyue disappeared!"
At first, he wasn’t quite sure, just somewhat suspicious, but now he was one hundred percent certain that this woman impersonating Qin Qin was Jing Zhiyue.
Her inadvertent act just now and the fact that she knew medical techniques, along with the lingering smell of herbs that had accumulated over the years on her.
The only people who knew about his stomach condition were those closest to him – besides Qin Qin, it was Jing Zhiyue, who had been treating him for years. If this person wasn’t Qin Qin, then it had to be Jing Zhiyue, who had treated him for many years.
She dared to change her appearance to look like Qin Qin, she deserved to die!
He would not tolerate anyone wearing the face of the woman he loved most. Soon, very soon, he would make Jing Zhiyue pay the price. Just as soon as he found Qin Qin, he would not be merciful.
In a quiet and simple room, Qin Qin opened her eyes, glanced at the activity outside the door, then closed her eyes again.