The only favorite of the wealthy: the black-bellied president is busy chasing his wife

Gu Ning finished dancing and sat on the sofa beside him.

Gu An was called away by Lynn just now, and I heard that some media wanted to make an interview.

Chen Yaoran and Kevin didn't know where they went, Qiao Yixin chased Wei Weihui again, leaving Gu Ning to rest there alone.

"Gu Ning, I don't know, do you have time to save face? Have a drink next to us?"

Gu Ning, who was about to close her eyes and rest her mind, suddenly heard a deep voice. She turned her head and looked for the source of the voice.

The one who came was Song Jiangtao, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, which is rare today, without the usual camera bag. With his gentle and gentlemanly demeanor, he looked like an entrepreneur from Central Europe.

Gu Ning raised his eyebrows: "Yes!" Then he looked around, but there was no one there, and suggested: "There is no one here now, so let's be here!"

Song Jiangtao nodded, sat down opposite Gu Ning, and raised his glass to her.

"I don't know Reporter Song, why is he paying so much attention to me recently? Is there anything else worth digging out here?" Gu Ning took a sip of the red wine, and then teased.

Song Jiangtao carefully looked at every detail of Gu Ning's face, from the brow to the corner of the eye, from the bridge of the nose to Mount Everest, carefully, not missing a single detail.

Gu Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that he must not be looking at her, but looking for another person's shadow on her body.

Sure enough, I heard him say: "Miss Gu, she is very similar to someone I knew before. So I am very interested to know why you are so similar even though you seem to have no connection!"

"Who is that person you're talking about?" Gu Ning put away the previous ridicule, straightened up from the back of the sofa and asked.

"Her surname is Mu, and her name is Mu Ke!"

Hearing Mu Ke's name again, Gu Ning's heart trembled suddenly. These days, she lived too warmly, and she was a little unwilling to think about it. This time it was mentioned again, like throwing a boulder into the water. There was a 'bang' sound, a huge splash of water, and ripples, which took Gu Ning to calm down for a long time, but there was still aftermath.

Gu Ning restrained his eager impulse, and asked calmly: "Really? Where did reporter Song Da meet her?"

Song Jiangtao looked at her, but in fact, he had already seen a distant scene through that face, his eyes were full of the warmth of memories.

"Mu Ke and I are actually not very close. To her, I may be just a touch of duckweed in her life, but to me, she is like the existence of the sun, illuminating my originally gloomy life, so that Now whenever I have no strength, thinking of her immediately fills me with strength."

It's hard for Gu Ning to imagine that such words would come out of the mouth of a realistic person like Song Jiangtao. He is a representative of ruthlessness and bloodlessness in the eyes of the outside world. The things reported are completely from the middle point of view to pursue authenticity, regardless of the person As long as he touched the bottom line of the law and the bottom line of morality, he would report it mercilessly.

"What did she do that reminds you?"

Song Jiangtao shook his head, and didn't answer directly, but said: "It's just an irrelevant sentence! But... I wonder if Miss Gu can tell me now, what is your relationship with Mu Ke?"

"I don't have anything to do with her. Just like you, I was also investigating, but I found nothing!" I thought Song Jiangtao would know something, but now it seems that he doesn't know either.