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Mo Zhaoyun looked at the frozen Su Rao, and coldly retracted her gaze. He had seen too many women who wanted to climb up with him.

"CEO." Mo Zhi saw the situation from afar, after Mo Zhaoyun left, he came over to ask Mo Zhaoyun if there was anything he could do.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at the place that he had arranged for Gong Wan’er, but he did not see anyone, so he frowned: "Where's Gong Wan’er?"

Mo Zhi followed Mo Zhaoyun's gaze and looked over, only to realize that there was no one there, neither Gong Wan’er nor Liu Beibei were there, "He must be eating somewhere else." Mo Zhi was a little unsure.

Mo Zhaoyun looked all around to look for Gong Wan’er, and let Mo Zhi look together, "Help me look for him."

"Yes." Mo Zhi nodded his head, but in his heart, he was thinking of how to skin Liu Beibei later, so that she wouldn't move carelessly, and he ran off with her.

Su Rao held her wine cup tightly, her entire body was trembling in anger as she watched Mo Zhaoyun leave. She did not believe that there was still a man who could not be tempted by her, Su Rao! Hmph, since they danced with her tonight, the headlines tomorrow would definitely be filled with them. We'll just have to wait and see.

The two of them did not find each other smoothly, because there was always someone who came up to talk to them. , who was in charge of a few small companies, was easily dealt with, but he was still unable to shake off some of the more powerful people who were in charge of a few companies. It was the same for Mo Zhi. There were too many people who wanted to curry favor with him, and they were unable to concentrate on looking for him.

This was the first time the two people from the Mo Clan felt that their home's hotel lobby was so big.

The dinner continued until ten-thirty in the evening before everyone took their leave. When he was pretty much done, Mo Zhaoyun looked around and finally saw the two women at the table talking nonsense. Their faces were red and drunk.

"Mo Zhi." Mo Zhaoyun did not have the time to bother with Liu Beibei, so he let Mo Zhi handle her, "Send my friends back later."

When Mo Zhi saw the two drunk women, he unconsciously frowned. How did they turn out like this?

"Xiao'er, let me explain to you, in all these years, I have never met someone more annoying than Mo Zhi. Do you know that in my heart, Mo Zhi is even more detestable than Du Yang! " Liu Beibei burped, sniffled, and threw himself into Gong Wan’er's embrace, shaking his head.

Gong Wan’er was also drunk, his eyes did not have much focus, he tried to pat Liu Beibei's back, but every time she would be disrupted, "I feel that Mo Zhi is a good person, in any case, I feel that the Mo family is a good person …."

"If you like your Mo Zhaoyun, you can say so!" Liu Beibei seemed to be angry, she pushed Gong Wan’er away, but the two of them did not even have the strength to drink, as they both fell down.

"Hmm? You didn't fall down. " "Gong Wan’er touched the wall of flesh, but he still answered Liu Beibei in a daze. Yeah, I just liked Mo Zhaoyun so that's why I said that … "

"Hm, I didn't fall, hahaha." Liu Beibei supported himself by turning around and looking up, wanting to see who was behind him. But because he was too drunk to see clearly, he could only vaguely see that the other party seemed to be a top-quality handsome man. You're so handsome, just like that scumbag Mo Zhi … But no matter, I'll let big sister love you dearly. "

As Liu Beibei said this, she touched Mo Zhi's body, only to be grabbed by the hand that was causing trouble, and pulled him into his embrace, "I'll send you back." If Liu Beibei was still conscious, Mo Zhi would definitely be able to see his dark face right now. How dare he call him scum!

"Hey, and muscles!" Gong Wan’er seemed to have discovered a new continent. The meat wall actually had some muscles, and after stumbling for a while, he was supported by the meat wall and turned around.

"You look like my husband …" Gong Wan’er wanted to reach out to touch his face, but every time he was wrong. He was angry and annoyed: "Don't move, let me touch you!"

Originally, he was angry and worried, thinking that he had to punish her when he got back. But when he heard her call him husband and say that she liked him, he didn't feel angry at all, but there was still a smile on his face that he couldn't suppress.

"Be good, I'll let you touch me when we get home." Mo Zhaoyun carried Gong Wan’er up the stairs, which was still quite a distance from home. Since he did not want to torment Gong Wan’er, he decided to stay at his own hotel.

"I don't! I want it now! " Gong Wan’er didn't give up and continued to greet Mo Zhaoyun, but he was still unable to touch his face.

The way up the stairs wasn't long, but Gong Wan’er had been moving randomly, so he had to worry about whether she would fall or not at all times.

It wasn't easy for him finally got to his room, and placed Gong Wan’er on his bed. However, Gong Wan’er suddenly sat up, pushed Mo Zhaoyun aside and ran towards the bathroom, and just as he reached the bathroom, he heard the sound of her vomiting.

"Ugh."

Mo Zhaoyun immediately went to the bathroom to check on Gong Wan’er's condition, only to find out that she had fallen asleep on the toilet lid with a pile of vomit beside her.

Mo Zhaoyun carried Gong Wan’er back, changed her clothes into a pajamas and cleaned her body before finally taking a bath and falling asleep with Gong Wan’er in his arms. Today, he also drank quite a bit. Although he wasn't drunk to such an extent, he was still very tired.

Gong Wan’er was awakened by the pain. He felt like his head was about to explode and his throat was also burning with pain.

"Hmm …" Gong Wan’er wanted to sit up on the bed, but discovered that he still had Mo Zhaoyun's arm by his waist.

Mo Zhaoyun's sleep was always very shallow, so when Gong Wan’er sat up, he woke up. Seeing Gong Wan’er's uncomfortable expression, he knew that she must have gotten drunk and was feeling uncomfortable.

"Lie down first, I'll get someone to bring the medicine in." Mo Zhaoyun also sat up, he pulled up the blanket and got off the bed, he then used the room's telephone to call the front desk and had them deliver some medicine.

Gong Wan’er was slightly speechless, he only remembered that he and Liu Beibei were drinking together. In the end, it seemed like Mo Zhaoyun had come, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"Where's Bebe?" Gong Wan’er felt that even with her current state, Liu Beibei would definitely not be any better.

"Mo Zhi sent her home." Mo Zhaoyun walked to the side of the bed and touched Gong Wan’er's forehead. After realizing that there were no abnormalities, he relaxed a little, "How come you drank like that yesterday? What if there's someone who had ulterior motives towards you?"

Gong Wan’er did not think too much, but seeing that Mo Zhaoyun and Su Rao were not dancing happily, he wanted to drink some wine to ease his worries. But she didn't want to tell him that she was drinking because of it, so she kept quiet. And now, thinking back to how the two of them had perfectly coordinated when they were dancing last night, Gong Wan’er's chest was once again stuffy.

"You're not talking?" Mo Zhaoyun flipped himself onto the bed and pressed Gong Wan’er down, the tip of his nose rubbing against her ear, "Come, if you admit your wrongs, then I won't punish you."

Gong Wan’er was instantly suppressed by Mo Zhaoyun. His breath was tickling in his ears and neck as he spoke, and suddenly thought of those discordant scenes in his mind. His face became red, and he could no longer speak swiftly, "I, I'm not wrong, why should I, why should I admit my wrongs?"

Seeing that she was so stubborn, Mo Zhaoyun smiled and lightly bit her ear. The tip of his tongue seemed to have inadvertently swept over her ear as he laughed softly: "If you don't admit you're wrong, then I'll punish you."

These words that were extremely erotic made Gong Wan’er blush even more, and his head buzzed until it became numb, "Stop messing around."

"I didn't cause a ruckus. Last night, you didn't even say anything to me. You were drunk, so you had to punish your husband." Mo Zhaoyun's hands unsteadily slipped out of the robe.

"Don't! "Don't do it, I have a headache." Gong Wan’er grabbed Mo Zhaoyun's disorderly hands and pouted, hoping that Mo Zhaoyun would let him go.

This little girl could even act coquettishly! Mo Zhaoyun did not have much anger in the first place, but seeing her like this, he could not even get angry. Originally, he wanted to scare her to make her admit her wrongs, but now, he even had a reaction.

"It's fine, you have a headache, you can stop resting. I'll just move it. Haven't I always been in charge of moving it?" Mo Zhaoyun smiled and kissed Gong Wan’er's face, then looked at Gong Wan’er in amusement.

"Don't be like this..." Gong Wan’er was afraid that Yue Yang would do something to him. Her body was weak and she had a headache. If she really did that, she would definitely fall apart.

"Then admit your mistake, and say that you won't get drunk again, then I'll let you off." Mo Zhaoyun acted as if he was discussing, "What do you think?"

"I... I was wrong. " Gong Wan’er said those words of apology unwillingly, then pushed him away: "I admit my wrongs, quickly get up." However, she did not feel that she was wrong. She was actually forcing herself to admit that she was wrong! Gong Wan’er was somewhat resentful, but he was unable to get angry no matter what.

When Mo Zhaoyun heard this reluctant tone, he clicked his tongue, "Tch, I didn't even finish my words. You have to promise that I won't do this again, or else how can I let you go?"

"Hooligan." Gong Wan’er muttered, he turned his head to the side and did not look at Mo Zhaoyun, and said dejectedly: "I will never do this again, I was wrong."

Mo Zhaoyun didn't miss the words "hooligan", but when she remembered that she was still uncomfortable, he gave up. He kissed her on the cheek and got up, then sat on the bed and looked at his phone. There was a message from Mo Zhi.

"Knock knock."

Knocking sounds came from outside the door. Mo Zhaoyun took his phone to open the door, took the medicine from the waiter and closed the door, not letting the waiter in.

After all, Gong Wan’er was wearing a pajamas now, and the waiter was a man. Of course Mo Zhaoyun would not let other men see him like this.

"Here, take some medicine to make yourself more comfortable." Mo Zhaoyun poured some water for Gong Wan’er, then took out the medicine and placed it in front of him. The whole process was extremely natural, and he felt that taking care of Gong Wan’er was a matter of course.

If Mo’s Mother were to see this, he would definitely laugh and say that his daughter-in-law really knew how to discipline others. With Mo Zhaoyun's character, he could actually take care of a person with such care.

Gong Wan’er had always enjoyed Mo Zhaoyun's care, she never would have thought that this was actually the first time our Boss Mo had taken care of someone else.

After eating the medicine, Gong Wan’er was pressed down to sleep again, and said that he needed to rest a bit more.

Seeing that Gong Wan’er's eyes were about to narrow and he was about to fall asleep, Mo Zhaoyun finally opened his phone and read the text that Mo Zhi had sent him: "A flight to Paris at 2pm this afternoon, I have prepared everything I need to attend a meeting in Paris."