All of Hai Rui's artists, regardless of whether they had jobs or not, were harassed by the reporters. But, apart from a small minority of artists that were too busy to respond, the majority of artists, regardless of their status, expressed their trust in the agency and their expectations for Tangning.
To a large extent, this displayed the demeanor of a leading company. Of course, it also represented Mo Ting's absolute dominance in the industry.
Late at night, after a busy day at work, Mo Ting returned home to find Tangning working out at the gym in a thin set of sportswear. He was silent for a few seconds; he was originally afraid she would catch a cold. But after thinking for a moment, he returned to the locker room, changed into a black training uniform, and went to the gym.
Tangning was already 26-years-old. If she wanted to maintain her perfect figure, she would need to put in a lot more effort than a young girl. So, seeing her covered in sweat, Mo Ting couldn't help but feel his heart ache...
He walked behind her, grabbed the dumbbells from her hand, and pressed her back against his chest. "It's not wrong to have the highest expectations for yourself, but … it's not this kind of reckless training method."
"I have no choice. I don't have a coach." Tangning leaned against Mo Ting and sighed tiredly, "But, if I continue to train like I used to, my body won't be able to take it."
Mo Ting pushed her and placed the dumbbells on the floor.
He then pulled out a towel and walked over to Tangning to wipe her sweat.
"How can there be no coach? I'll train with you … "
Tangning was stunned for a moment. She suddenly took a few steps back and removed his shirt... not long after, an extremely attractive male body was revealed in front of her eyes. His perfect 8 pack abs were clearly defined and his muscles were firm. It was a healthy bronze colour that made people obsessed with him...
Seeing how bold the woman was, Mo Ting's lips curved upwards, "You've seen it so many times. Are you still not satisfied?"
"President Mo, from now on, I hope you can wear no clothes at home."
Mo Ting took the opportunity to hook his arm around her waist and press his chest against hers, "Do you like to watch?"
"Who wouldn't want to see a view like this?" Tangning asked. "But, only I can see it. Only I can see it."
Mo Ting was satisfied with her possessiveness. He lowered his head and placed a kiss on her lips. After a while, he held onto her waist and said, "Your upper body is strong enough... you should train your stomach muscles more."
"Do you think my body is not soft enough?"
I couldn't resist not wanting you, yet you still took the initiative to provoke me?
Mo Ting deliberately pinched her waist and explained, "It's because it's good for women to train their lower abdomen muscles when giving birth."
"Then practice with me."
Mo Ting lowered his head and pressed the tip of his nose against Tangning's, "It's not like I'm going to give birth. I want you to give birth for me."
Tangning's heart couldn't help but beat wildly. The breathtaking scent of hormones was right in front of her. With such a beautiful scene, forget about training her stomach, even if she was asked to run 10km outside, she would be willing...
Mo Ting looked at Tangning and lifted her in his arms. At a time like this, who would be in the mood to train?
They went straight back to the bedroom and barged into the bathroom. The two of them made love once and again until their strength was exhausted. Then, they stood in the kitchen late at night and cooked a bowl of noodles for each other.
Sitting at the dining table, Tangning looked at Mo Ting who was wearing a nightgown and shook her head. It seemed, it was time to hire a female coach. Otherwise, if he really became a coach, 9 out of 10 times he would end up in bed.
Mo Ting saw through her thoughts as he returned to his normal expression and cleared his throat, "I couldn't resist today, but I won't do it again."
Tangning tilted her head and glared at Mo Ting. Did you think I would believe you?
"As long as you don't pounce on me, I'll be fine."
In reality, even Tangning wasn't confident. But... to have someone like this, no matter what she did, he would stay by her side, help her tirelessly and enjoy being with her, Tangning's heart was filled with a blissful feeling.
With this thought in mind, Tangning placed the egg in her bowl onto Mo Ting's plate, "In our home, you are no longer just my husband and boss, you now have another identity: my coach. So, President Mo, you have worked very hard!"
"Will you still be able to leave me in the future?"
Tangning shook her head obediently, "I can't."
"Hurry up and eat. Get some rest later, I will be holding a press conference tomorrow morning."
Tangning nodded her head. She couldn't wait to become better; to become the best; to become worthy of what Mo Ting had done for her. Because, she wanted to be with Mo Ting forever...
Tomorrow, she would set sail once again from Hai Rui. This time, she was going to successfully reach the top of the fashion industry.
Afterwards, Mo Ting carried her back to the bedroom and lay in bed beside her, coaxing her to sleep.
Unknowingly, Tangning's eyes began to tear up.
Mo Ting looked down at her and asked, "Why are you crying?"
"I've been treated cruelly by this world before, but now, I am being treated gently. Only those that have been treated gently know how to love others."
"Did you think I would have thought of this before I met you?" Mo Ting laughed as he lay down and pulled Tangning into his embrace. "At first, I wondered if you would ever get used to this kind of calmness."
"If the 16-year-old Tangning met the 22-year-old Mo Ting, we may have argued and broken up because of our youthful impulsiveness. But, the 26-year-old Tangning met the 32-year-old Mo Ting, we will simply support each other and live a long life."
Mo Ting smiled as he lowered his head and placed a kiss on Tangning's ear. He then wrapped his arms around her and fell asleep together.
This time, he could finally use his own strength to send Tangning on her journey.
...
The next morning, the anti-fans compiled a list of Tangning's three crimes and requested for Hai Rui to give them a positive response. This was Fang Yu's message. He wanted anti-fans and reporters to present evidence to anyone that had any doubts about Tangning and to question her.
As for the anti-fans' outburst, the incident with Han Xiner was merely the trigger. However, Tangning's frequent appearance on the top searches caused many people to pay a heavy price. So, those that hated her began to dig up all the things that she had experienced in the past and created hype over and over again.
"Tangning, even if you have Hai Rui backing you, we are still going to rip off a layer of skin from you today."
"I have no reason to hate Tangning. Are you going to bite me?"
"Tangning, there are so many people that hate you. You really need to find your own reasons."
"You are about to start clearing your name... unfortunately, with me around, you will never be able to clear your name!"
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