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"I don't. In the past, Daddy was always very concerned about me, so he always used some ingredients to recuperate. It didn't hurt too much." Speaking of her father, Gong Wan’er's eyes flashed a trace of sadness. She didn't believe that her father would actually do that kind of thing. How could he evade taxes and collude with the underworld to wash up the money? She remembered that her father had always loved her with kindness and integrity.

Mo Zhaoyun could keenly sense the depressed mood in Gong Wan’er's heart when he mentioned his father. He had heard of this matter before, but had never thought of it a few days ago, because they had not spoken of it ever since, and it was probably because Gong Wan’er knew of his identity that he did not want to use his own strength to investigate this matter. Mo Zhaoyun immediately had a plan, but on the surface he did not show it.

"That's good. I'll go take a shower. You go to sleep first." Mo Zhaoyun got off the bed, but the burning sensation in his lower abdomen didn't seem to be abating at all. He could only go to the bathroom and take a cold shower.

Gong Wan’er obediently answered as she hid inside her blanket and watched Mo Zhaoyun enter the bathroom. She kept thinking back to the scene where Mo Zhaoyun was with her and she couldn't help but smile.

Sigh...

Gong Wan’er heaved a sigh that could not be heard, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

When Mo Zhaoyun came out of the bathroom, he saw that Gong Wan’er was already asleep. Furthermore, he was also very tired.

Gong Wan’er who was being hugged seemed to not be sleeping well, and unconsciously wriggled a few times to change to a comfortable position to sleep even deeper.

Feeling Gong Wan’er's arms unconsciously wrap around him, Mo Zhaoyun raised a smile in the darkness and closed his eyes.

Gong Wan’er had slept a lot these past few days and woke up early in the morning.

In the hazy morning light, Mo Zhaoyun went against the light, and half of his face was covered in shadows as he slept soundly.

Only after looking at it carefully did Gong Wan’er realize that his eyes were completely green, and that even when he was sleeping, he looked to be extremely tired. It seemed that he had not slept well for a very long time.

Did he really have to work so hard? He already had so much money …

Unconsciously, Gong Wan’er reached out his hand and touched Mo Zhaoyun's face. Unknowingly, he began to crazily become jealous when he touched her face, wondering why this man's skin was better than hers! Why is my skin still so smooth even after staying up all night for so many days? The heavens were too kind to him.

"Ding Ding."

's phone rang with a text message, but because Mo Zhaoyun was too tired, he slept soundly and did not hear it.

Gong Wan’er looked at the screen that lit up. Initially, he did not want to care about this text, but for some reason, he suddenly thought of Su Rao. A trace of struggle flashed across Gong Wan’er's eyes. After confirming that Mo Zhaoyun was still awake, he slowly took Mo Zhaoyun's phone.

Mo Zhaoyun's phone needed a password or a fingerprint lock, so Gong Wan’er could only carefully touch Mo Zhaoyun's finger with his phone. The entire process was extremely scary, as he was afraid that Mo Zhaoyun would wake up.

Something had touched Mo Zhaoyun, causing him to feel unsteady in his sleep. He retracted his finger, and his eyebrows creased, causing him to nearly drop his phone in shock.

Seeing that Mo Zhaoyun had not woken up, Gong Wan’er heaved a sigh of relief. He pressed his beating heart and then looked at the text message on his phone.

Boss Mo, I am Su Rao. The last time they had met in Paris, they had been very happy. I'm going to Seoul in a few days, I don't know if I can buy you a meal.

Su Rao... Gong Wan’er suddenly had no idea what to do with his phone.

"Hmm …" Mo Zhaoyun turned his body, as if he was about to wake up.

Gong Wan’er wanted to turn off his phone and return it to her. His heart was beating really fast, in the end he chose to delete the message. Mo Zhaoyun was about to wake up, and his eyes were about to open. However, he did not have the time to put his phone back.

"What are you doing with my phone?" Mo Zhaoyun opened his eyes and saw Gong Wan’er holding her phone and looking at him, as if she had done something bad and did not dare to look straight into his eyes.

When she was in a relationship with Du Yang, she would never look at his phone, because she did not like to look at other people's privacy. That was why she did not know that Du Yang had cheated for so long. However, she didn't know why, but she actually looked at Mo Zhaoyun's phone and deleted his text message. Thus, when Gong Wan’er calmed down and thought about it, he started to panic. She didn't understand why she would do such a thing.

Seeing Gong Wan’er holding onto his phone and panicking, Mo Zhaoyun suddenly thought of those other partners who would usually talk about how their wives would secretly look at their phones to see if they were cheating.

Mo Zhaoyun seemed to have understood something, and he didn't know if he should be angry or laugh. If it was really like this, then it meant that Gong Wan’er cared about him a lot. But from the side, Gong Wan’er felt that he had cheated.

"Did you see anything?" Mo Zhaoyun looked at Gong Wan’er's phone, propped himself up and sat down.

"Ah?" No... I didn't see anything. " Gong Wan’er immediately shook his head, lowering his head, he did not dare look at Mo Zhaoyun.

Seeing her like this, Mo Zhaoyun only wanted to check if her husband was cheating, but did not find anything out of shame. Mo Zhaoyun laughed and reached for his phone, "Since you didn't see anything, then give it back to me."

"Oh, okay." Gong Wan’er immediately returned his phone back to his room, then turned and ran to the bathroom, "I'm going to wash up!"

Mo Zhaoyun took the phone and looked at it, then opened it to call Mo Zhi. He and Mo Zhi were both self-disciplined people, so they would basically all wake up.

Gong Wan’er ran into the bathroom and closed the door. Oh my god, she actually deleted Mo Zhaoyun's text message!

Gong Wan’er felt that he might not be a demon, but he actually did such a thing. But she had already done it, she did not dare admit to Mo Zhaoyun that she deleted his text message. Furthermore, a voice in her heart was constantly telling her not to let Mo Zhaoyun know about his appointment.

Gong Wan’er raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. His face was as red as a monkey's butt, to the point that his ears were red.

He turned on the tap and splashed cold water on his face before feeling better.

After Gong Wan’er finished washing his face and rinsing his eyes, he could hear that Mo Zhaoyun was still making phone calls. He had the same cold expression as he had at the banquet that day.

Was he always like this when he worked? Gong Wan’er couldn't help but think when he took out the clothes from the wardrobe.

"Okay, that's the case. By the way, send the personnel director to my mailbox. The directors of all the departments are in the conference room at 2: 30 this afternoon. "Alright, see you in the afternoon." Mo Zhaoyun ended the call and turned to see that Gong Wan’er had changed his clothes. He also went into the bathroom to wash himself.

When Mo Zhaoyun entered the bathroom, he casually placed the phone on the table. Gong Wan’er's line of sight couldn't help but fall onto the phone, his mind full of guilt for deleting the text message.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Gong Wan’er tried his best to look away, and was extremely mad in his heart.

When Mo Zhaoyun finished washing up in the bathroom, he found Gong Wan’er staring at his phone in a daze. Mo Zhaoyun did not understand what Gong Wan’er was thinking. Was there anything in his phone?

"Do you like my phone? Keep looking." Mo Zhaoyun also looked at his phone, there was nothing special about it. There was nothing in his phone that he couldn't show her, right? Why did he look like this? "If you like it, I'll buy you an identical one."

"No need, this phone is pretty good." Furthermore, you bought this phone … Gong Wan’er shrunk his head.

Mo Zhaoyun raised his eyebrows, and did not say anything. He went downstairs to make a simple breakfast for Gong Wan’er to eat before going back into the study to look at his own mail.

Having dealt with the matters of the Chen Group a few days ago, he had a lot of things to deal with and was very busy right now. Luckily there was still Mo Zhi to help him, otherwise he would have to ask the Old Master to come out and help him.

Mo Zhi could not help but sneeze. No one knew who was thinking about him as they rubbed their noses and continued working.

In the afternoon, Mo Zhaoyun went to the company and worked until midnight. By the time he went to bed, Gong Wan’er had already fallen asleep.

On the morning of the second day, Gong Wan’er woke up at eight o'clock. Mo Zhaoyun's position was already void of temperature, and with a glance, one could tell that he had walked for a very long time.

Mo Zhaoyun had been extremely busy for the past few days, and finally had time to have a meal with Gong Wan’er. However, it was Liu Beibei's birthday, so Gong Wan’er accompanied him there for her birthday.

When Gong Wan’er returned home, he saw Mo Zhaoyun packing his luggage and leaning against the door, with his head turned to look at him.

Mo Zhaoyun had long heard the commotion, he knew that Gong Wan’er was back, so he continued to clean up. As he did so, he said: "Tomorrow morning, we will go to Seoul.

"Oh, you don't have to tell me so much. "I know, you're doing it for work." Gong Wan’er shrugged his shoulders, trying his best to appear magnanimous. But only she knew that the content of the text message Su Rao had sent Mo Zhaoyun had suddenly jumped into her mind. Both of them are going to Seoul!

Surprised that Gong Wan’er was actually so obedient, he quietly raised his eyebrows and closed the trunk. This time it was only for three days, and he only brought two sets of clean clothes.

Seeing that she was so obedient, Mo Zhaoyun was happy to reward her, "Seeing that you're doing well, I can help you bring back whatever you want."

"You did well, so you brought me something. Is this a reward for me?" Gong Wan’er tilted his head as he thought about it, as though he really had this intention, "Actually, I want a photo of who's signature is what I want … …" Gong Wan’er muttered in a low voice, but she felt that Mo Zhaoyun wouldn't have the free time to look for a celebrity to sign his name, and he might not even stay in Seoul for the rest of the world. Gong Wan’er thought for a while and said: "Why not just bring something to eat?"

Gong Wan’er didn't realize that normal girls would ask for a bunch of cosmetics when they heard they could bring something back from Korea, but there was only food in her mind.

When Mo Zhaoyun heard the last sentence, he could not help but burst out laughing, this was indeed Gong Wan’er's way of doing things, "Got it." Although this was what he said on the surface, Mo Zhaoyun still remembered the words that Gong Wan’er had muttered a moment ago.

Gong Wan’er played with the corner of her clothes, biting her lips as she struggled, not knowing if she should ask him. Ask him, she said, embarrassed. But she didn't ask him, and she felt terrible.

"What's wrong?" Mo Zhaoyun vaguely felt that something was wrong with Gong Wan’er. He pulled her onto the bed and sat her down, looking down at her condescendingly.

"Um... It's that. "Aiya!" Gong Wan’er wanted to say something, but the words close to his mouth could not come out.