Mo Ang slid one hand into his pocket with an air of arrogant sensuality. "There are some personal matters that need discussing, which really can't go through Chairman Wen."
An Ning almost choked on her breath again. What exactly does this person want?
Under her mother-in-law's displeased gaze, An Ning angrily said to Mo Ang, "Sorry, I don't believe there's any personal matter I need to discuss with Director Mo!"
Mo Ang raised his thick eyebrows, threatening slowly, "Did Assistant An lose an earring and need my help to find it?"
Wen Rufeng looked at An Ning's ears, indeed noticing the lack of earrings; her alabaster ears were empty. "An Ning, where are your earrings?"
"I..." An Ning loathed Mo Ang to the point her teeth itched.
Wen Rufeng pressed on, "Weren't they gifts from Jingchen, and you've always worn them? Did you put them away?"
"Assistant An said one might have been left in my car," Mo Ang replied.
