[But she has been missing for over twenty years, and you’re also looking for her!] Yan Zhufei replied almost instantly.
Mo Jun smiled and continued to reply, [She indeed disappeared, but the dicine is real. If you don’t believe , you can co to us. We an no harm and always welco your visit. After all, we all share the mutual friend, dicine King.]
After saying this, Mo Jun turned off the computer and said nothing more. If the other party truly knew the dicine Queen, he’d probably be unable to resist coming to seek information.
As long as he ca, they could get so useful clues from him...
Even if it turned out to be false, it was better than having no clues at all.
"The plane won’t land until tomorrow morning, you can rest early tonight and have a good sleep." Late at night, Hao Yansen advised her.
"Okay." Mo Jun intended to do just that.
This was Hao Yansen’s private jet, very luxurious. From the outside, it looked no different from an ordinary plane, but inside it had everything.
Including a comfortable large bed.
Mo Jun had very few opportunities to fly in her two lifetis combined, yet she was fortunate, as she mostly flew on Hao Yansen’s private jet...
She even thought that all planes in the world were this luxurious and comfortable.
She was completely unaware that this was actually quite extravagant. Even if she knew that other comrcial planes weren’t like this, she inexplicably felt no sense of luxury.
It wasn’t a habit of luxury, but because her initial impression was just like this...
Ti flies quickly when sleeping on a plane.
Mo Jun specifically wore an eye mask because the lights on the plane couldn’t be turned off completely, and wearing the eye mask made it less glaring.
Unsure how long she slept, Mo Jun naturally woke up and guessed that it was probably dawn.
She usually wakes up naturally around seven or eight in the morning.
Instinctively reaching out to the bedside, as expected, Hao Yansen had already gotten up. This man was terrifyingly disciplined, rarely ever sleeping in.
And what he considered sleeping in was just a normal person’s regular wake-up ti.
He was still better; old man Hao was more extre. It’s said that for decades, he almost always got up at six in the morning unless he was unwell; otherwise, he would get up on ti.
When others rise at seven or eight and start working at nine, they would have completed most of a day’s work by then.
Then, they could finish everything in the morning and exceed their workload in the afternoon and evening...
Successful people succeed for a reason. Maybe such diligence doesn’t show results in a day or two...
But if one persists for five or six years, or a decade, significant results will definitely be visible. Not to ntion those who have persisted for decades.
Mo Jun also developed the habit of waking up early by being around them. She propped herself up, took off her eye mask, and went straight to the bathroom to wash up.
Mo Jun let her hair down, wearing a silk robe, looking very relaxed.
She calculated that there were probably one or two hours left before the plane landed, so she could have so breakfast and then handle so work.
But when she stood in front of the mirror and saw her own reflection, her mind suddenly went blank!
In almost an instant, she realized sothing was wrong.
Mo Jun had good eyesight; she blinked, staring at the clear mirror, and looked at her own face in shock, then finally realized a fact.
Sothing happened to her.
Sothing happened to her face...
After taking the pill left by Yan Ji, Mo Jun’s face had already been disfigured, leaving a faint pink mark.
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