Mr. CEO Falls in Love with the Destitute Heiress

The phone rang, a strange number, "Get to my villa immediately to take measurements."

"Mr. Tang, according to the contract, the measurements are supposed to be taken tomorrow. I need to prepare," Jin Mo tried to make her voice sound gentler.

"Miss Jin, you should understand that the customer is God," Tang Yan said in a tone that was both arrogant and impatient.

In other words, do what God tells you without so much backtalk, otherwise, you'll be the one who suffers in the end.

The commanding tone made Jin Mo very uncomfortable, but for the sake of money, she had to swallow her pride and take her materials and ruler to Lanshan Villa.

The most luxurious villa area in Ningjiang City, Jin Mo had once lived there, so she knew her way around.

But as soon as she entered the door, she came to an abrupt halt, triple-checking the address on the doorplate.

This was the house the Jin Family had sold!

The familiar European style gate was still there, but the flowers and plants in the yard had withered, long neglected.

Jin Mo took a deep breath and carefully pushed open the door, just about to enter when a woman in a fiery red dress emerged, eyeing her warily.

"Who are you? What are you doing lurking around here?"

Jin Mo stopped in her tracks, "Hello, I'm a staff member from Shuxin Interior, Mr. Tang asked me to come to measure the villa."

The woman in the red dress walked over with a swagger, her brows haughty, her neck long, and a flash of surprise in her sharp eyes.

"Jin Mo?"

"And you are?"

Jin Mo racked her brain, she seemed to have some impression of the woman in front of her.

Her name was Jiang Wei, the heiress of the Jiang Group. They both used to be daughters of wealthy families and schoolmates, and she was also a classmate of Tang Yan.

"After all these years, why are you still clinging to Tang Yan?" Jiang Wei looked down on her with contempt, her head held high.

Standing tall in her high heels, looking down on Jin Mo, the corner of her mouth curled into a cold sneer, "Do you think you're worthy of chasing after Tang Yan now?"

Jin Mo looked at her coldly, "Miss Jiang, I think you're mistaken. I'm here to work, and have nothing to do with Mr. Tang himself."

"Better be that way, come on in," Jiang Wei turned around and smiled triumphantly.

Jin Mo took out a ruler from her bag and began taking measurements in the living room, feeling a pinprick of pain in her heart every time she passed by a spot, as every inch was laden with her memories.

"Miss Jin, the gentleman has ordered that everything in the villa be replaced. He doesn't want to see any reminders of the past," the housekeeper came over and handed Jin Mo a glass of water.

"But this furniture and the decorations are all quite new, and they are all fine craftsmanship, valuable," Jin Mo wanted to preserve it all.

"If Tang Yan says to tear it down, what right do you have to refuse?" Jiang Wei approached with her arms folded, her high heels tapping on the floor.

Jiang Wei leaned in, "Do you remember what you once said to me?"

Jin Mo met her gaze, which contained not just mockery but also the thrill of avenging a great grudge.

"You told me I was nothing, not even worthy to carry your shoes, so how dare you resist me?" Jiang Wei gritted her teeth, even though that was many years ago.

Jin Mo's heart skipped a beat; indeed, there had been such an incident.

Back then, Jin Mo had blocked Tang Yan in class, and as the class president, Jiang Wei had stepped forward to reason with her, only to be ridiculed by her.

At that time, the Jiang family was indeed not comparable to the Jin Family, and Jiang Wei's character was not that great either.

Jin Mo was arrogant and condescending for over a decade, trampling everyone beneath her, but she never expected that one day she would fall from grace, enduring bullying and hardship.

Such a proud woman should have been unbending, but after suffering hit after hit, she understood.

Dignity and pride are the most useless things when you're in a difficult situation.