Chapter 818 A Message Sent

• Before boarding the plane yesterday, Meng Zhen couldn't resist sending a message to Lu Sen. Meanwhile, Xia Mo, who had already received the news, kept a close eye on Ling Yuanchi with Ling Yichen. When Ling Yuanchi's phone rang, Xia Mo almost instinctively asked, "Who sent the message?" Ling Yuanchi took it out and glanced at it, a charming smile appearing in his eyes. Without even looking at it, he put the phone back in his pocket, "It's just a useless message."
• Xia Mo glanced at him and called him over, showing him the design on the tablet, "Do you think this design works here?" "It's okay," Ling Yuanchi carefully examined it and said, "But if you change this part to white, it will make it look darker here, and with the lighting, the colors can be more versatile." "Okay," Xia Mo made a note on it as suggested, "What about this stage?" "The stage depends on the color and pattern of the lights above your head, as well as the carpet and the main color of the displayed clothing."
• Xia Mo had already discussed the specific plan with the designer, but now she just wanted to keep her son by her side and prevent him from having any chance to talk to Meng Zhen. But hearing her son speak so confidently, she was still very happy. Until Ling Yichen came in and called them to dinner, Xia Mo finally let go of the hanging heart. Ling Yichen patted his wife's shoulder reassuringly and nodded to her. When Ling Yuanqi went to the bathroom, he whispered to Xia Mo, "She has been sent on the plane, with someone specially assigned to accompany her. It seems she doesn't know about the past."