At ten in the morning, just as Wen Jin had finished a meeting and was preparing to visit the workshop, Lu Zhiyan's call came through.
"Ah Jin, Mo Jingteng has come to see Mo Zixuan."
Wen Jin had just reached the stairwell when he heard this and halted in his tracks.
Turning around and walking two steps toward the window, he stood there and calmly said, "He must have heard the news that Ah Kai and I went to see Mo Zixuan and couldn't sit still."
"Mm, I think so too, he didn't care about Mo Zixuan before, didn't even hire a lawyer for him, and now, hearing that you've seen Mo Zixuan, he can't sit still."
Lu Zhiyan's voice, tinged with a hint of mockery, entered Wen Jin's ears via the phone.
He chuckled scornfully, saying dismissively, "Don't worry, he has already chilled Mo Zixuan's heart. It's too late for him to go see him now."
"Mm, I think so too."
Lu Zhiyan chuckled over the phone, "Those photos, when does Luo Haofeng plan to use them?"