Mo Zhiyan followed the agreement he had with Mo Nanze, reporting Lu Yinfeng's whereabouts to him every day.
That day, just as Mo Zhiyan finished saying, "Tonight, Lu Yinfeng is having dinner with Doctor Huo again," Mo Nanze interrupted him.
"That's enough, there's no need to keep an eye on Lu Yinfeng anymore." Mo Nanze's voice was cold, devoid of much emotion.
But Mo Zhiyan could sense a trace of sadness.
Indeed, it seemed that Lu Yinfeng and that Doctor Huo were getting along quite well.
This was also to Mo Nanze's liking.
"Zhiyan, thank you for your trouble during this time." Mo Nanze said indifferently, "You mentioned you wanted to work with me; you can come over now."
Joy spread across Mo Zhiyan's face.
Everyone knew that in the Mo family, the only ones with true ability were the late Old Master Mo, and Mo Nanze.
The Mo family's assets were tightly controlled by his eldest uncle and third uncle, leaving even his father as a peripheral figure.