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CHAPTER 225 - Tying My Tie

"Summoning Yun, in the future, you can only wear the tie I bought for you." Gong Wan’er said in a spoiled manner.

Mo Zhaoyun nodded and caressed Gong Wan’er's back. In the next second, he carried Gong Wan’er in his arms and placed him on the bed.

"Wife, I love you." With that, Mo Zhaoyun covered Gong Wan’er.

Suddenly, the light in the bedroom dimmed. Moonlight spilled in from outside, illuminating the darkness. The two people on the bed felt their hearts itch and their hearts warm up.

On the second day, after they got up, Gong Wan’er and Mo Zhaoyun went to the company.

When Gong Wan’er arrived at the office, the CEO Secretary walked in and said: "Miss Gong, the Palace Chief has asked for you to come to his office."

Gong Wan’er nodded, put down the things in his hands and returned to Gong Jiande's office.

"What's wrong? "Dad." Gong Wan’er asked.

Gong Jiande sat and spread out a document in front of Gong Wan’er, and said: "Take a look at this."

Gong Wan’er picked up the document, and glanced at the contents on it. After such a long time of studying, she could already understand what was inside … 80%.

"Why?" Gong Wan’er had some questions.

Gong Jiande crossed his hands and smiled as he looked at Gong Wan’er. Gong Wan’er knew that generally speaking, with Gong Jiande's expression, there was nothing good to do. Indeed, in the next second she heard Gong Jiande say —

"Follow up on this project. Dad trusts you. "

Gong Wan’er's heart instantly sank as he quickly tried to shirk it. "Dad, you should just leave it to others."

Although she could understand it, that didn't mean she could take it.

"It doesn't matter. Even if it doesn't work out, let's treat it as an experiential learning. I'll send you some good assistants. "

Since Gong Jiande said so, Gong Wan’er had no choice but to agree. Only, she had given Gong Jiande a precautionary measure beforehand, and said: "If this doesn't work, don't blame me."

"Then you still have to show 100% of your spirit and confidence, how bad can I, Gong Jiande's daughter be?"

With that, the two of them laughed.

After returning to his own office, Gong Wan’er was busy looking through the documents and thinking of a plan. However, this was her first time, so no matter how she looked at it, there were some things that she couldn't understand.

"What should we do?" Gong Wan’er leaned on the table and muttered.

It couldn't be said that he was discouraged, since Gong Wan’er didn't have any confidence in himself from the start.

Suddenly, a voice came to her mind, saying, "If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask me."

This voice came from his own husband, the CEO of Mohist, Mo Zhaoyun.

She giggled, feeling as if she had found a savior.

"With Yun here, there definitely won't be a problem."

Saying that, she picked up her phone and called Mo Zhaoyun, dialing.

Only after a long while did the call connect.

"Summon Yun." Gong Wan’er shouted happily.

Mo Zhaoyun's tone was not as high as Gong Wan’er's, it was as if he had lowered his voice and only replied with "En".

"You're in a meeting?" Gong Wan’er knew that if it wasn't for the meeting, why would he not have spoken to her in such a low voice?

"Then I'll call you later."

With that, Gong Wan’er hung up.

And right after Mo Zhaoyun smiled, his face returned to his previous state of being dignified and angry after answering the phone.

The staff at the side were probably thinking, "Madam CEO, hurry up and take the CEO away." This was because in front of them was the sullen and angry CEO Mo Zhaoyun.

After finishing a "vent" meeting, Mo Zhaoyun impatiently took out his phone and called Gong Wan’er. While waiting for her to answer, he quickly walked back to his office.

"Summon Yun."

The moment Mo Zhaoyun sat down, he heard Gong Wan’er's voice.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

This time, Gong Wan’er was as if he was pouring water from a well, telling her how Gong Jiande placed a difficult mission in her hands, and exactly how difficult this difficult mission was.

"You're done?" As soon as Gong Wan’er finished speaking, Mo Zhaoyun asked.

"Yes."

"Summoning Yun, you have to help me." Gong Wan’er continued, his tone seemed to be filled with helplessness.

Mo Zhaoyun laughed, then said: "What benefits do I get?"

"What kind of benefits do you want?"

"I'll owe it to you." Mo Zhaoyun said.

Do you owe it?

"You wouldn't want me to do anything against morality, would you? "Then I won't do it."

Mo Zhaoyun laughed and then said indifferently: "I won't."

He then added, "At most, it's something I promised myself."

"You …" Gong Wan’er was so angry that he didn't know what to say. What kind of husband did she find? He was prepared to take advantage of her at any moment.

"Shouldn't you be focusing on your project now?"

Gong Wan’er was shocked, and then he realised that they had brought up this topic unknowingly, but he forgot about his main business.

"Hubby, you have to help me. I don't want to lose the first project. Not to mention face, even I would feel uncomfortable. "

Following that, Mo Zhaoyun told Gong Wan’er what to do.

"Summoning Yun, you're really too amazing." After hearing Mo Zhaoyun's plan, Gong Wan’er admired him even more and couldn't help but become infatuated with him.

"Wife, didn't you already appreciate my strength?"

Hearing that, Gong Wan’er understood what was going on, and immediately said that he was going to hang up the phone: "You're playing hooligan!"

Mo Zhaoyun laughed, glanced at Chu Ning who had just entered her office and said: "When are you off work? I'll pick you up. "

Gong Wan’er thought for a while, looked at the pile of documents on the table, and his head started to hurt: "There's no need, I should be busy until very late."

Mo Zhaoyun replied and hung up the phone.

He put down his cell phone, glanced at Chu Ning, and said: "Don't you know how to knock?"

"I did, maybe Boss Mo and I were too engrossed in their conversation." Chu Ning said indifferently, after that he sat down as though he was one of them.

"What's the matter?"

"Maybe after work, Boss Mo won't be able to pick him up, so Xuan Xuan wants to go shopping. He also needs some new clothes. "

"Don't go too far!" Mo Zhaoyun said harshly, flinging the documents in front of him.

Ever since it had been revealed, Chu Ning had clearly become even more arrogant. Even the way she looked at Mo Zhaoyun was different now. Mo Zhaoyun slowly felt that Chu Ning's origins were not that simple.

"Sure, I think the Miss Gong will be happy to hear it."

Mo Zhaoyun was very agitated, no one had ever dared to threaten him like this before. However, there was nothing he could do about the man in front of him.

"When?" Mo Zhaoyun said tiredly, rubbing the between his eyebrows, which were faintly aching.

"After work, let's go pick Xuan Xuan up together."

With that, Chu Ning walked out of the office. Looking at her back figure, Mo Zhaoyun swept all the documents on the table to the ground.

"Mo Zhi, come in." he said, dialing the intercom.

The moment Mo Zhi entered, he saw the messy office, and said with a worried expression: "Boss Mo."

"Go and investigate the background of Chu Ning. The more detailed the better."

Mo Zhi nodded, then helped Mo Zhaoyun pack up, and walked out of the office.

Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkened. Gong Wan’er stretched his waist and peeked his head out from the pile of documents.

She was about to pour herself a glass of water when there was a knock at the door.

"Come in."

Following that, the CEO Secretary walked in front of Gong Wan’er and said: "Miss Gong, we have an appointment tonight with the person in charge of the project. The CEO said that you want to attend."

Recreation?

Hearing that, Gong Wan’er frowned, but still nodded his head, and said: "Ok, I understand."

Very quickly, Gong Wan’er followed the executives to a high class clubhouse. When the person in charge of the other company saw Gong Wan’er, he said passionately: "Miss Gong, I have heard a lot about you."

After he finished speaking, he still held onto Gong Wan’er's hand and did not let go.

Gong Wan’er disdained them in his heart, but he still pulled his hand away and sat in the seat furthest from the person in charge.

Who would have thought that the man would pester Gong Wan’er and keep on giving her wine, regardless of how many people along with Gong Wan’er had said.

"Mr. Li," Gong Wan’er paused for a moment, and continued, "I presume your company doesn't allow you to do this, right? Even though we are the cooperating party, our Miyagi has more initiative. "

With that, Gong Wan’er stared at him without blinking.

After hearing what Gong Wan’er said, the person no longer dared to be presumptuous and obediently started talking about the project.

Halfway, Gong Wan’er used the bathroom to walk out of the clubhouse to take a breath of fresh air.

"This social meetup really doesn't feel good." Gong Wan’er said to himself as he took a few deep breaths.

In a trance, she seemed to see a familiar figure across from her.

Why was he here?

Gong Wan’er thought, and rubbed his eyes, wanting to see everything more clearly. No matter how many times she looked at it, the truth was, the person at the entrance of the shopping mall was Mo Zhaoyun, and he was even carrying a pile of things.

In Gong Wan’er's impression, this kind of Mo Zhaoyun was rarely seen.

She crossed the road and slowly walked closer. Just as she was about to wave goodbye to Mo Zhaoyun, she saw Chu Ning holding Xuan Xuan's hand and walking towards Mo Zhaoyun's side.

Chu Ning and Xuan Xuan both smiled, looking extremely happy.

Gong Wan’er immediately retracted the smile on his face, took a few steps back and hid behind a street lamp.

She clearly saw Mo Zhaoyun leave with Chu Ning in her arms.

"Hong Long", Gong Wan’er acted as if he was struck by lightning.

"I won't." she cried in her heart.

Any woman who saw this scene would find it extremely strange. Moreover, Mo Zhaoyun was so cold and indifferent to Xuan Xuan before, but now he picked up Xuan Xuan on his own accord.

What sort of relationship did the three of them have? Why would they go shopping together? Had they met by accident? Did Mo Zhaoyun owe Chu Ning something?

… ….

Gong Wan’er thought about it many times, and in the end, her brain was like a lump of paste, messy to the extreme.

She looked at the traffic and the dim yellow light of the street lamps, not knowing where to go.

After a while, she stood up and walked to the club while trembling. When they crossed the road, they didn't look at the traffic lights. Fortunately, they were able to safely enter the clubhouse.