In memory, he was an extremely capable man.
He spoke and carried himself with the utmost gentlemanliness.
In the realm of art, he had created a style all his own, with a unique vision and distinctive appreciation abilities.
Such a person shone brilliantly no matter where he was.
Sadly, although he was still a clean-living, upright young man—the perfect son-in-law in the eyes of the adults—it wouldn’t be long before he would publicly announce his relationship with a man.
Mo Shu actually quite liked him, just hearing the name Meng Yunjing filled her heart with a sense of expectation.
But Mo Jiantao exploded, "Dad, Yun Jing is an artist. If you’re having him mentor her, surely you’re not thinking of having her take over Jijue, are you?"
The vast Mo Group’s primary source of income came from its various luxury brands, with Jijue alone accounting for over eighty percent of the profits.
Jijue specialized in jewelry and leather goods, while also focusing on clothing and accessories.
Jijue, the legendary brand that had set off two global fashion trends.
It was Jijue’s existence that had cemented the Mo Family’s status.
And Meng Yunjing was a prodigy, particularly gifted in predicting fashion trends, his instincts far beyond those of ordinary people.
Mo Jiantao had had his eye on such talent for a long time, waiting for him to return from his studies in Italy to pull him into his own camp.
Yet now, this damned old man actually intended to give away this juicy morsel he’d coveted for so long to Mo Shu?
Wasn’t this blatantly favoring her, intending to hand her all the advantages?
Mo Jiantao was fuming, "Dad, you can’t be this biased. Without much effort, you seem eager to give her everything. That girl is brainless; once she marries that brat Yu Siqiao, won’t he swindle her out of everything?"
Mo Shu raised an eyebrow.
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Yu Siqiao was indeed one to be wary of.
Elder Mo scoffed, "What’s the rush? I’m only having Shushu learn from Yun Jing for a while, to let Yun Jing teach her a bit about life and work. Where is your mind wandering off to?"
Mo Jiantao was choked with frustration, "It’s obvious, isn’t it!"
"What’s obvious?" Mr. Mo asked seriously. "Since when could Yun Jing represent Jijue?"
Mo Jiantao was left speechless, his anger so strong he could only fling his hand dismissively. "Whatever, you’re just biased!"
"Well then, why don’t you go?" Mo Shu said coolly. "After all, it wouldn’t make much difference which one of us goes since we’re father and daughter."
Mo Jiantao brightened up, about to say something when he heard Elder Mo say, "At your age, you still want to shamelessly learn from a younger person? Only if he can swallow his pride to do so."
Mo Jiantao was speechless.
Seeing the crestfallen look on Mo Jiantao’s face, Mo Shu felt a bit pleased with herself, "Well then, I guess I’ll just have to reluctantly help him out."
"Ha!" Mo Jiantao’s eyes showed a trace of malevolence. "Don’t get smug. Your father will always be your father. There are things that it’s not your turn to meddle in!"
"Okay, Deputy Director Mo," Mo Shu coolly replied.
Mo Jiantao left the room slamming the door, seething with anger.
Elder Mo couldn’t help but laugh aloud, "You really know how to provoke!"
Mo Shu looked innocent, "Isn’t his tolerance a bit too weak?"
"Taking advantage after getting a good deal," Mr. Mo tapped her nose, "There’s an auction tonight. Your dad was originally going to go by himself, but now, you should go too and broaden your horizons."
Mr. Mo sighed, "He’s a disappointment, only knows how to indulge in pleasure, never cares about the state of the company. Shushu, your grandpa is now placing all his hopes on you. What becomes of the Mo Family will all be up to you."
Mo Shu: It’s quite the pressure to take on such a huge family business right from the start.
Mo Jiantao (crying with anger): Get out!!!