"I just arrived in Jiang City and haven't had time to hire a driver yet. Just now, my uncle sent someone from the military district to drive me here."
"Mo Ting?" Shi Yu glanced at her nonchalantly, as if it were a matter irrelevant to him.
With a smile on her face, Mo Qingxin said, "Yes, Admiral Mo from Mo Ting is my uncle, Mr. Shi must be well acquainted with him, right?"
"Not really."
Even knowing her uncle was an admiral, Shi Yu remained indifferent.
The others sitting nearby started to perk up their ears, intentionally or unintentionally.
Particularly among those in the military and political circles, they were quite surprised to hear Mo Qingxin mention her uncle.
It was then that some understood why they found Mo Qingxin familiar – not because of her beauty, but possibly because they had seen her at the military headquarters.
All they heard was Qin Jin's hearty laugh, "With a big shot like Admiral Mo as your backer, Miss Mo is bound to thrive in Jiang City."
