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Mo Zhaoyun accompanied the reporters for a full hour and a half. There were even more reporters today than usual. Because not only were there reporters from the business side, half of the entertainment industry had come over to dig up information on why he wanted to form an entertainment company.

As the leader of the industry, Mo Zhaoyun had come into contact with almost all industries, but not the entertainment circle. However, this time, they had actually bought the Chen Group and reorganized it into an entertainment company. It seemed like they wanted to enter the entertainment industry.

The reporters were actually not that difficult to deal with. He just wanted to know a lot of things. In the end, he had only released two reporters who wanted to know the truth, so that they could write whatever they had.

After settling the matter with the reporter, Mo Zhaoyun went downstairs to participate in the banquet. Standing on the second floor, he saw that Gong Wan’er was dressed in a red suit and was eagerly looking at him. Mo Zhaoyun's mood immediately became better, and his face revealed traces of a smile.

In the eyes of the reporters, this smile had turned into: half of the entertainment circle would soon belong to their Mohist.

Mo Zhaoyun's line of sight had been fixed on himself since the second floor, and he couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face. The smile became more and more brilliant, and he almost laughed out loud.

Mo Zhaoyun only retracted his gaze after he was surrounded by a group of businessmen and famous people after he went downstairs.

"Hey, why are you smiling like that?" Hey, why are you smiling like that? When Liu Beibei returned, he saw that Gong Wan’er was rippling with laughter, and sat down on the sofa beside her.

"You're the one who's in love!" Gong Wan’er was in a very good mood, even rebutting Liu Beibei did not stop him from laughing, "Where did you go to change into formal clothes?" Gong Wan’er did not miss the six figure dress that Liu Beibei was wearing.

Liu Beibei panted heavily. It was obvious that she was angry.

"Wasn't it Mo Zhi who came over to throw a set of clothes on me a few minutes after you left? Then I got angry and he dragged me to the bathroom to get me to change my clothes and shoes, which I didn't, and he dragged me into the men's room and said he'd change my clothes if I didn't. I couldn't beat him, so I had to change out of my own clothes. When I came out, I didn't see him at all, and I was so angry that I almost exploded. "

Seeing Liu Beibei so flustered and exasperated, Gong Wan’er wearing a few hundred thousand dollar attire, without even realizing it, laughed sinisterly: "Did he say anything about wanting you to return the clothes, did he give them to you?"

"I don't know. He didn't say anything. He just told me to wear it and not embarrass myself." What does it have to do with him if I don't lose my face? " The more he spoke, the angrier Liu Beibei became, and he stood up abruptly: "No way, I have to drink, the alcohol content here is too low, I'll go somewhere else to drink, you better be careful."

With that, Liu Beibei walked away quickly on her high heels.

Gong Wan’er watched as Liu Beibei drank her wine not too far away, and decided to just leave. She held her chin up high and looked at Mo Zhaoyun who was surrounded by a crowd.

The number of people surrounding him was no longer as many as before. It was obvious that a lot of them had been sent away. His face was always cold, and he rarely smiled, which was completely different from the way she usually saw him. Gong Wan’er curled his lips. So this was how he usually acted in front of others.

There were less and less people surrounding Mo Zhaoyun, and only a few of his partners who were normally on good terms with him remained chatting. However, they were merely chatting, as they had been working together for so many years after all.

A beautiful figure took the opportunity to gracefully walk over from the wine pond, stood in front of Mo Zhaoyun with a smile and lightly blessed him: "I wonder if I have the honor of inviting Boss Mo to dance a song?"

The surrounding partners were all around thirty years old, which meant that they were around the same age as Mo Zhaoyun. Seeing such a beautiful and shy beauty inviting Mo Zhaoyun to dance, everyone burst into laughter like a fox.

"I say, Boss Mo, the great beauty Su Rao has invited you to dance, you cannot refuse."

"That's right, Boss Mo, look at how the great beauty has taken the initiative, what reason do you have to reject her?"

"You two are a perfect couple, dance for me and have a good time."

"..."

A few of them jeered, and started talking non-stop, just wanting to see Mo Zhaoyun and Su Rao dance.

Mo Zhaoyun's face was cold, without a trace of a smile, but he also extended his hand out as a gesture of invitation.

He had agreed! Su Rao smiled coquettishly. She knew that although Mo Zhaoyun looked cold and aloof, how many men would be willing to reject his?

Su Rao gently placed her hand on Mo Zhaoyun's hand and took a step forward.

The two of them held hands and walked onto the dance floor. When the people in the middle of the dance floor saw that it was Mo Zhaoyun who had brought her here, they very politely made way for her. Thus, there were only Mo Zhaoyun and Su Rao in the middle of the dance floor.

The women wanted to see Mo Zhaoyun dance, the men wanted to see Su Rao dance, and all of them were extremely excited. After all, these two people rarely danced in public.

Gong Wan’er also squeezed into the crowd, holding onto a pastry in his hand, and stood at the side of the dance floor to watch Mo Zhaoyun holding Su Rao's hand, and hugging Su Rao's waist.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt uncomfortable in his heart and it was extremely dazzling.

The music slowly began. It was actually a tango. Su Rao had originally been wearing a white dress, but then she had changed into a sleeveless, low-cut, water-blue dress. Although it wasn't as beautiful as the red dress, it was still very suitable for the tango music, as if she had already known that she was going to be dancing with the clothes she had prepared.

Su Rao stood up first. This tango music required more female movements, but the male only needed to cooperate. Thus, Su Rao lifted her skirt and began to twist her waist. Every single dance step's gaze never left Mo Zhaoyun, and every single person looking at Mo Zhaoyun with such adoration and admiration. Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that Su Rao was thinking about Boss Mo.

This dance was extremely good, and all of the people around had an expression of admiration. Only Gong Wan’er felt worse the more he looked at them, and the more he looked, the more uncomfortable he felt. Seeing that he didn't want to look at them anymore, but because there were too many people watching him, he couldn't squeeze out, and could only watch the two of them finish this dance.

"Boss Mo sure danced well! The combination that you have with our great beauty Su is simply flawless. "

"A perfect couple, it's really pleasing to look at."

"That's right, the Boss Mo and Beauty Su are really compatible."

The surrounding people started to praise Mo Zhaoyun and Su Rao one after another. No one noticed that Gong Wan’er's face had turned white as he squeezed his way out of the crowd.

Su Rao was very happy to hear these words, she had actually seen Gong Wan’er walking out of the crowd alone. As a result, she became even more pleased with herself, and the smile on her face became even more brilliant as she nodded and smiled to the people around the dance floor.

Mo Zhaoyun had always been paying attention to Gong Wan’er's movements and the moment he saw her leave the dance floor, he subconsciously wanted to chase after her. However, when he realized that there were so many reporters here who had yet to do anything, he could only forcefully stop his footsteps and stand together with Su Rao.

The pastries in Gong Wan’er's hands had already been deformed by her pinching, but she didn't know it at all. She just walked to the original spot and sat down, then took a deep breath to calm her emotions.

Mo Zhaoyun had clearly married her, but no one knew that he was his wife. Everyone was saying that he and Su Rao were very compatible, so what about her? And most importantly, why did Mo Zhaoyun agree to dance with Su Rao! Although Su Rao was a good person and she liked him a lot, she was still angry at him for dancing with him in front of so many people.

Gong Wan’er really wanted to vent her emotions, but every time she wanted to vent her feelings, she would remember that the first time was when she lived with the bull man in the hotel. She once again felt that there was no reason for her to be angry at Mo Zhaoyun. She herself was not clean, how could she be qualified to be angry with Mo Zhaoyun? Furthermore, Mo Zhaoyun did not do anything out of line, he had only danced and sang with Su Rao who was a good person.

Even though Gong Wan’er kept on telling herself that this was only a dance and that Su Rao was a very good person, she still could not suppress her anger and went over to Liu Beibei's place in a fit of anger.

"Bebe, the two of us won't leave until we're drunk."

Liu Beibei was drinking happily when she turned around and saw an angry Gong Wan’er behind him. Since she wanted to drink with him, then let's drink together. Liu Beibei gave her a glass of vodka and invited her to have a drink together. "Come on, don't think about going back until you're drunk."

After Gong Wan’er and Liu Beibei clinked glasses together, they finished the wine under the blanket in one gulp. The jealousy in their eyes could not be hidden, they raised another cup and said: "Come! "Haaaargh!"

The two women drank one cup after another. The crowd's flattery was all over. There were others dancing on the dance floor. The music had also changed from tango to a gentle and romantic waltz.

When the waiter walked past her with a cup in hand, she held onto two cups of wine and passed one cup to Mo Zhaoyun, while smiling: "Boss Mo, let me toast to you."

Mo Zhaoyun looked fixedly at Su Rao, did not take the wine cup, and said coldly: "You better not have any ideas about me, you will never have the chance."

The smile on Su Rao's face instantly stiffened, it was unknown whether she should hold the wine cup or put it down, but her entire being was awkwardly standing there, "Boss Mo, what are you saying?" Su Rao pretended not to understand what Mo Zhaoyun was saying, and did not dare to look at her eyes which were rolling around.

"You should be clear about what I'm talking about. Don't try to use Gong Wan’er to get news of me. You know, I'm starting to reach out to the entertainment industry. " When Mo Zhaoyun finished his press conference, there were people who reported back to him on Gong Wan’er's situation. They told him about Su Rao borrowing Gong Wan’er's clothes, while Gong Wan’er was changing her clothes, and also the matter of Su Rao looking at her phone.

This was clearly a blatant threat! Su Rao couldn't even maintain her stiff smile anymore. Who didn't know that Mo Zhaoyun never made a loss in business, and once he entered the entertainment circle, a part of it would fall to Mo Zhaoyun sooner or later. At that time, if he wanted to ban her, it would be as easy as flipping his palm. She was just a commoner with no background, walking up step by step with other people. If he angered someone at Mo Zhaoyun's level, forget about not being able to protect her reputation, he wouldn't even know if he had a life.