"No, Hubby, I just want to hug you." Tang Mo 'er lunged forward again, hugging his trim waist.
Gu Mohan was still angry. As a married man, he had been holding it in for half a month. He had already made an appointment tonight, but she still dared to stand him up.
But she lunged forward again, pestering him coquettishly, trying to please him.
Gu Mohan snorted coldly. He was so angry that he wanted to teach her a lesson. "Tang Mo 'er, are you sure that I can't do anything to you?"
Tang Mo 'er lifted her head in his arms. "Hubby, you're very angry, right? Then hit me, I'll let you hit my face."
"…"
Why did he see a tinge of schadenfreude in her eyes?
She actually dared to flirt with him.
Gu Mohan's large palm landed on her perky bottom and he gave her a tight slap on the face.
Slap! It was a heavy slap.
"Ah!" Tang Mo 'er screamed and hid in his arms. "Hubby, it hurts."
It would have been better if she hadn't screamed. The moment she screamed, he wanted to make her feel even more pain. His large palm grasped her svelte waist and he cursed in a low voice. "Come, follow me to the washroom."
He pushed her inside.
But Tang Mo 'er stretched out her hand and pushed him away. She jumped to the side and covered her mouth to hide her laughter. "Hubby, I really have to go. Go to the washroom and use your Fifth Miss to solve the problem."
She turned around and ran away.
"…"
Gu Mohan froze on the spot. He hadn't taught her a lesson in a long time. She deserved it.
She had done it on purpose just now. She had purposely set him on fire.
His handsome features were tense, but his deep and narrow eyes gradually revealed a doting gentleness. He really liked her tricks.
He liked her soft, coquettish and coquettish look.
"Mohan." At this moment, Fu Qinglun walked over. "We need one more player. Are you coming?"
Fu Qinglun asked him to play cards.
Gu Mohan didn't hesitate at all. "Of course I'm coming. Why not?"
He hadn't played cards for a long time. He didn't have a wife to hug when he went home at night, so he might as well play cards through the night.
…
In the private room.
Gu Mohan, Fu Qinglun and two other presidents were playing cards. Gu Mohan's luck was very good and he won a lot of money. Moreover, he won all the money from Fu Qinglun.
In the blink of an eye, there was a small mountain of gold in front of Gu Mohan. It was a draw for Fu Qinglun.
Fu Qinglun lifted his eyes to look at Gu Mohan in displeasure. "Are you doing this on purpose? Why are you only eating me?"
Gu Mohan smirked and said nonchalantly, "People always say that you're lucky in love, but unlucky in gambling. You're going to be a groom soon. If I don't take your money, who else should I take it from?"
"Did you eat gunpowder?" Fu Qinglun kicked him under the table.
Gu Mohan glanced at him indifferently. It was all because of him that he didn't have a wife to sleep with. So what if he vented his anger on him because he was unhappy?
"President Gu, Young Master, stop arguing. Come, have some tea," one of the presidents said.
A few young and beautiful girls walked in and brought the tea over.
Gu Mohan picked up the teacup and wanted to take a sip, but he quickly stopped. The tea tasted weird.
"What tea is this?"
The president smiled mysteriously. "I spent a lot of money to get this. It's made with Epimedium, Dogwood, Polygonum multiflorum and other expensive herbs that are specially used to nourish the kidneys. It's called the Seven Steps Fire Tea."
"…"
Gu Mohan quickly put the teacup back. He was already burning up, how could he drink this tea?
He lifted his handsome face and looked at the girl beside him. "Go and get me a cup of tea to clear my internal heat."
The girl who he looked at blushed. Other people wanted to nourish the kidneys and burn up, but he wanted to clear his internal heat. He was so manly and charming.
The president laughed loudly. "President Gu, how much fire do you want to vent? I see that Mrs Gu isn't here and you've already teased this girl until her face is red. Why don't you use her to vent your anger!"
The president pushed the beautiful girl into Gu Mohan's arms.
Gu Mohan took off his blazer and hung it on the back of the chair. He was wearing a black shirt with two buttons undone, revealing his exquisite collarbone. The sleeves of his shirt were folded up and he wore an expensive steel watch on his wrist. This expensive outfit, including his mannerisms and mannerisms, made him look like a big shot in the business world.
The lights in the private room were dim and the men were all smoking. In such an occasion, Gu Mohan would always be the most eye-catching and attractive one to the women.
This young and beautiful girl had already peeked at Gu Mohan a few times. Now that she was pushed into his arms, she was surprised and happy.
Ah, she moaned, looking forward to falling onto the man's muscular thighs.
But in the next second, she fell onto the ground.
Thud. Her head hit the corner of the table.
Gu Mohan dodged, not letting this woman touch him at all.
He looked down at this woman, his gaze cold and sharp. Then he looked at the president who had pushed the girl.
The president's scalp went numb and he felt very wronged. In such an occasion, men would usually find a few young and beautiful girls to have some fun, but who knew that Mr Gu wouldn't fall for it.
He was the one who had offended him.
"President Gu, s-sorry." The president smiled sheepishly.
At this moment, Fu Qinglun coughed and tried to mediate the situation. "Mohan, forget it. She didn't know that you're a good man who doesn't dabble with women."
Gu Mohan then retracted his gaze. He held the cards in his left hand and held a cigarette in his right hand. He put it on his thin lips and lit it up with a lighter. He took a puff and said, "Continue playing cards."
The president wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and looked at the girl who had fallen. "Hurry up and leave. You're embarrassing yourself here!"
The girl cried and ran away. The other girls didn't dare to stay any longer and left.
There were only four men left in the private room playing cards. Another president looked at Fu Qinglun and smiled. "Young Master, you're going to be a groom soon. Do you want to have a bachelor party tonight?"
"That makes sense." Gu Mohan raised his good-looking brows and smiled. "Young Master, do you want to find someone who sings like your bride-to-be?"
Fu Qinglun looked up. "Alright, find someone who looks like Mrs Gu to dance with."
"…"
Gu Mohan quickly kicked Fu Qinglun.
The bachelor party was over.
…
The next night.
Tang Mo 'er rushed over from the filming location. She wanted to accompany Shiyu to sleep tonight.
She had just hung up the phone with Shiyu and dialed Gu Mohan's number.
The phone rang a few times, but no one picked up.
What was he doing?
This man was especially horny recently. Did he do something bad behind her back?
Tang Mo 'er was still a little worried. She opened her WeChat and immediately made a video call.
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