1306: Trash Girl! It Was Actually Her Plan All Along (26)

Trash Girl! It Was Actually Her Plan All Along (26)

Su Qiudao sat on the seat behind his desk. He had furrowed his eyebrows as he said, "I also wish that it was just a misunderstanding. Shi Guang's cousin's company won the project with an alarming bid price of 100,000 dollars. Moreover, some of the staff in their company even said that they went through the back door. Upon hearing that, their opposing company naturally felt displeased which led them to investigate my relationship with Shi Guang, as well as how she was related to Mo Jin. They lodged a complaint afterward, and as a consequence, I was suspended from work."1

'It's that serious?!' Su Qianxun's eyes held a hint of worry.

Shi Guang clenched her fists and quickly defended herself. "But second uncle, I really did not tell my cousin anything. Let us wait until she arrives, and by then you can ask her. I never bothered with anything work-related, much less revealed a bid price to her! We did nothing wrong so justice will definitely take our side."

Shi Guang had already called Mo Jin earlier on. And since this was a serious matter, she didn't divulge much over the phone and only told her to immediately come over to address pressing matters.

Not long after Su Qianxun arrived, Mo Jin arrived too and it was Su Qiudao's wife who had brought her into the study room.

However she did not leave immediately and her gaze landed upon a quiet, speechless Su Quidao who wore a sour expression on his face. She wasn't aware yet that he had been suspended from work. In a virtuous tone of voice, she said, "What's wrong? Don't be angry with the kids. The Old Master has not slept yet so you better not disturb him."

Su Qiudao glanced at his wife and averted his eyes elsewhere. He waved her away and claimed that he was just fine.

After Su Qiudao's wife left, Shi Guang came forward and held Mo Jin's hand. "Cousin, quickly explain to my Second uncle that I never told you anything about the bidding."

She smiled but her eyes looked a little red.

She was almost at the point of crying because she thought that the situation was very unfair on her part. Her heart felt very heavy for she really could not even remember anything after she saw the document that day. So, really, what was there to reveal?

And somehow, she strangely became implicated in this matter.

Mo Jin remained silent since she entered the room, and even after hearing Shi Guang's plead, she kept her mouth shut. But her body slightly trembled and her breathing started to become ragged—even her face started to pale.

She blinked her eyes and realized that Shi Guang, Qian Xun, and Su Qiudao were all looking at her. Her gaze finally landed on Shi Guang, and it was a gaze full of guilt.

Shi Guang froze and said again, "Sis… say… something."

Mo Jin bit her lips. "Shi Guang, I have to thank you for this time."

Rooted firmly on the ground, Shi Guang was beyond stunned. She looked at Mo Jin in disbelief and did not dare to blink her eyes.

Su Qianxun, who was beside her, was also stumped and in disbelief.

On the other hand, Su Qiudao's facial expression turned very sour. He slammed the teacup onto the table and it produced a clear and sharp noise. Water slowly started to spill out…

Shi Guang snapped out of her trance and shouted in shock. "Cousin!"

'What is she talking about? What does she even mean?' She looked towards Su Qianxun whose eyebrows were furrowed and then turned towards Su Quidao, only to be met with his gaze which was as sharp as an arrow.

Shi Guang blinked her eyes while an ominous feeling crept on her heart. She looked at Mo Jin and said, "Sis, what are you talking about? What do you mean by thank you?"

Although Mo Jin's eyes were red, she still kept a smile. "There are no outsiders here and we belong to a family. Shi Guang, I don't need to…"

Shi Guang cut her off. "What do you mean by that, cousin?!"

Su Qiudao was so angry that his face turned red. He could no longer control the anger within his heart and out of spite, he threw his teacup onto the floor.

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