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Chapter 281

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Jun Chulin, "…"

Tang Hai's expression changed and he promptly kicked Tang Mo 'er under the table.

Tang Mo 'er looked at Jun Chulin and suddenly smiled. "Young Master Jun, I'm just joking with you. How is it? I'm very humorous right? Hahahaha."

Tang Hai, "…"

Jun Chulin stirred the coffee in his hand with a small spoon and raised his brows. "I really can't see Miss Tang's humor. I think you were just telling a cold joke just now."

Cold joke?

"…" Tang Mo 'er's smile twitched.

Tang Hai promptly changed the topic. If this continued, this matchmaking session would be ruined by Tang Mo 'er sooner or later.

Tang Hai continued the topic and discussed politics with Jun Chulin. Tang Mo 'er wanted to leave first. At this moment, two rays of white light shone in from the floor-to-ceiling window and a Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared in front of her.

The driver's door opened and Gu Mohan alighted.

Tang Mo 'er's heart skipped a beat. Why was he here?

Was he discharged from the hospital?

Gu Mohan wore a green V-neck knit sweater with black trousers and a black coat on the outside. He didn't enter the car. He leaned indolently against the car and took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket. He nodded slightly and lit a cigarette.

He had just come out of the hospital. When he nodded, the fine fringe on his forehead covered his deep eyes. The night breeze blew, and the man's bowed figure was bathed in the late autumn mist outside, looking very cold.

His entire body was facing her. Tang Mo 'er didn't know if he was looking at her. She could feel the man's deep and narrow eyes landing on her through the lingering smoke.

Very quickly, he held the cigarette in one hand and reached into his trouser pocket to take out his cell phone.

Ding. Tang Mo 'er's cell phone rang.

Her heart jumped and she opened the message. It was a simple message from Gu Mohan — -Come out.

Come out.

He asked her to go out.

"Mo 'er, Mo' er, what's wrong? Why are you in a daze?" Tang Hai asked.

Tang Mo 'er quickly regained her senses and glanced at Jun Chulin. Jun Chulin took a sip of his coffee elegantly. His gaze landed on her, gentle and harmless.

"Oh, I'm fine." Tang Mo 'er replied absentmindedly.

Tang Hai asked with concern, "Mo 'er, are you feeling unwell?"

Jun Chulin looked at Tang Mo 'er without batting an eyelid. Young Master Jun of the political and political world was the most perceptive. His gentle eyes were filled with sharpness. This woman gave him a playful and interesting impression, but she wasn't in the matchmaking mode and wasn't interested in him at all.

Just now, she seemed to have changed into a different person. She quietened down, her luscious lashes fluttered, and there was a tinge of emotion in her eyes.

Who asked her to be so obsessed with him?

Jun Chulin's gaze shifted outside. Through the polished floor-to-ceiling window, he saw the man outside.

The man was really too eye-catching. He was driving a limited-edition luxury car and had a handsome, cold, and noble aura. He was the center of attention.

Jun Chulin raised the corner of his lips. Oh, so it was the Capital's wealthiest businessman, Gu Mohan.

The young master of the Gu family.

A few decades ago, the Lu and Gu families were the wealthiest families in the Capital. But Lu Jinwen was a genius, and Gu Tianling was just too ordinary in comparison. The gap between the Lu and Gu families grew wider and wider, and the Gu family was completely supported by Old Master Gu.

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