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Zheng Xianjing smiled, “Even though I haven’t officially met him yet, it’s not much different from having done so. I’m privy to secrets that others don’t know. Mr. Mog will sooner or later be at my mercy!”

Zheng Xianjing had never lacked self-confidence. After all, she was beautiful and from a good family. Who in all of Beijing could compare with her?

Zheng Lingling looked at Zheng Xianjing, her face full of satisfied smiles.

She was ambitious and aspired to greatness!

This was her daughter, Lingling’s daughter!

Compared to a good-for-nothing like Mo Qishen, how could he ever be worthy of her precious daughter?

“Mom, I won’t keep you any longer, I’m going,” Zheng Xianjing turned to leave.

“Wait,” Zheng Lingling called to Xianjing once again.

“What is it, mom?” Zheng Xianjing looked back.

Zheng Lingling touched her face, “If you’re going to the mall, remember to bring back a box of anti-wrinkle cream and a moisturizing whitening cream for me. Oh, and my facial cleanser and aloe vera gel are also running out, get me a bottle of each.”

No woman lacks a love for beauty, and Zheng Lingling was no exception.

For the past half a year, she had been using the Ice Beauty skincare products, and her skin was in very good condition.

Not only Zheng Lingling, pretty much the entire circle of elites was using Ice Beauty.

Zheng Xianjing said helplessly, “Mom, are you kidding me! The whitening moisturizing cream and anti-wrinkle cream are all limited edition products. It’s the end of the month, how could there possibly be any left!”

Zheng Lingling sighed, “Then just get the facial cleanser and aloe vera gel. The whitening moisturizing and anti-wrinkle creams can wait until the beginning of next month. I’ll have Mrs. Li pre-order them.”

“Alright, I got it,” Zheng Xianjing nodded and left.

After Zheng Xianjing left, Zheng Lingling had someone to bring Xiaoliu.

Compared to his father, the butler Mr. Liu, Xiaoliu was far from competent, he was like a mouse in front of a cat when he saw Zheng Lingling.

Zheng Lingling grilled him for a long time but Xiaoliu only managed two sentences.

——No.

——I don’t know.

Zheng Lingling was so angry but didn’t show it, she waved her hand to dismiss Xiaoliu.

No way.

It seemed she had to hurry up and get that old man to make a will.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have a day of peace!

Thinking this, Xinjing put her anger aside and headed to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, several servants were chatting. Seeing Zheng Lingling, they all flattered with smiles, “Madam is here to make chicken soup for the old lady again.”

“Madam is so filial!”

Zheng Lingling’s filial piety was evident to everyone in the Zheng family. She not only personally did the laundry for Mrs. Zheng but also personally made chicken soup and all kinds of tonics for her every day.

…

A few days studying at home, Ni Yang found an opportunity to visit the noodle restaurant and the milk tea shop.

On her way there, Ni Yang saw a man riding a bicycle.

Dressed in a white shirt, black suit trousers, and black leather shoes. Somehow, seeing this outfit reminded Ni Yang of Mo Qishen all of a sudden.

Speaking of which, it’s been quite a few days since she last saw Mo Qishen.

What was he busy with these days?

With these thoughts, Ni Yang quickly arrived at the noodle restaurant.

Both the noodle restaurant and the milk tea shop were booming. It was mealtime, and there were endless customers.

As soon as Ni Yang arrived, she began to help out.

In a daze, she thought she heard someone outside calling “Yangyang.”

Ni Yang put down what she was doing and went outside to check.

Outside, besides people queuing for noodles, there were only passer-bys. Who was calling her?

Ni Yang wiped her hands on her apron and turned to head back inside the noodle restaurant.

During the lunch break, Ni Yang went to the mall.

Because she had given Ni Chengui a heads up in advance, he didn’t reveal to the others in the shop that she was the owner of Ice Beauty. He only said that she was his niece.

The shop wasn’t always full of people, but the daily turnover was even higher than the noodle restaurant.

Because the skincare products were expensive, each person who came in would spend about a hundred yuan. Thus, only 30-40 customers per day would be enough to bring in a considerable turnover.

“Aunt Ni, these milk teas are for you to drink.” Ni Yang handed the bag of milk teas she was carrying to Ni Chengui.

Ni Chengui accepted with a smile, “Yangyang, you’re too kind.”

Besides Ni Chengui, there were three other young girls in the shop. They were called Wu Jing, Zhou Xingxing, and Tao Juan respectively.