The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

A few months later, the paparazzi, like a hound with a keen sense of smell, dug out an extremely explosive piece of news, like a powerful blockbuster bomb, which exploded in the public eye without warning.

In the photo, Lao Mo is wearing a neatly tailored suit that fits his tall figure perfectly. The fabric has a low-key and luxurious luster, and every wrinkle seems to have been carefully cared for.

His steps were steady and powerful, and every step he took seemed to carry unquestionable majesty, as if the earth beneath his feet was submitting to him;

Mrs. Mo was wearing a gorgeous dress. The slim design perfectly outlined her graceful figure. The hem of the dress swayed gently as she walked, like blooming petals, exuding a charming style. Under the exquisite makeup, her eyes revealed a shrewdness that came from having experienced the world.

Gu Yunqian was dressed simply, wearing a plain shirt that was soft yet crisp. His sleeves were casually rolled up, revealing his strong and muscular arms. His muscular lines were faintly visible, and he exuded a familiar, capable aura.

They walked into the hotel one after another, as if carrying some mysterious mission.

As soon as I entered the box, time seemed to freeze in an instant. For several hours, the box was as silent as death, without any movement. The disturbances from the outside world seemed to be blocked out by the closed door.

When the three of them reappeared, their faces seemed to be caressed by a spring breeze, and they looked cheerful and talkative, as if they had just attended a gathering among old friends without any grudges, rather than a secret business meeting with undercurrents and hidden mysteries.

In such a scene, if it were not for the previous ups and downs, which were like a wonderful drama, no one could imagine that they had been in such a mess and so shameful a while ago, and their grudges and entanglements were like a tangled mess, so complicated that they could not be cut off or sorted out.

The news seemed to have wings. Once it came out, the Internet instantly turned into a boiling oil pan. Netizens were like lit firecrackers, discussing the matter heatedly. All kinds of speculations came in like dense raindrops and were rampant.

Some people stared with eyes wide open, fingers rapidly tapping on the keyboard, and confidently declared that this was a long-planned and carefully planned business conspiracy, and there must be some hidden secrets behind it;

Some people touched their chins and frowned, wondering if they had reached some secret agreement in private and each had their own ulterior motives.

But before the fire of public opinion could spread completely, Lao Mo and Gu Yunqian, like well-trained firefighters, quickly issued statements on behalf of their respective companies.

That statement was like a timely rain, accurately extinguishing some of the raging rumors.

The most eye-catching thing in the statement, like the brightest star in the night sky, is that the film and television city project has broken ground and is scheduled to be officially put into use within three years!

Soon after, the internet seemed to be under a spell, with videos showing the roar of machines and busy workers at the construction site. The bustling scene was like an awakened behemoth flexing its muscles and announcing its determination and drive to the world.

Gu Yunqian sat alone in the office, in front of a large desk, with images of the construction site playing on the computer screen.

He leaned forward slightly, clasped his hands, rested his elbows on the table, and stared at the screen. A barely perceptible sense of relief flashed in his eyes, as if he was a farmer who had worked hard for a long time and finally saw the seedlings of hope breaking through the soil.

In the world of business, profit is always the most sensitive and most moving baton, which is more important than anything else and more important than any emotional entanglements and all grudges and hatreds.

Recalling the dinner in that high-end restaurant, the crystal chandelier was like the bright sun, shining its light on the tableware that was shiny enough to reflect people's shadows and the dishes that were exquisite like works of art, creating an atmosphere that seemed peaceful but was actually undercurrents.

Old Mo walked into the restaurant with steady steps, followed closely by Mrs. Mo. Although the two were divorced and had been silent for a long time, they were still each other's family after all.

Faced with such a situation in this familiar yet unfamiliar occasion, all the coincidences seemed like muscle memory accumulated over the years.

Mrs. Mo would still wear the makeup that Old Mo loves to attend such occasions, and Old Mo would naturally do the same!

Gu Yunqian arrived last. There was a faint smile on his lips and his eyes moved between Old Mo and Mrs. Mo. Everything before seemed familiar yet strange.

"We haven't seen each other for a few months, let's talk about work!"

Lao Mo spoke first.

Gu Yunqian silently pulled out a stool and sat down, and Mrs. Mo also obediently moved her seat further away and sat down.

Mrs. Mo folded her hands on her legs. She felt anxious as she listened to Old Mo talking eloquently. You know, not long ago in a box like this, she sat next to this man and talked to the young man in front of her.

There is an indescribable weirdness in the air...

But that dinner really only revolved around work, like a precision instrument, operating with pinpoint accuracy.

Outside the window, the night is like an impenetrable layer of black satin, tightly wrapping the city. Only a few faint lights are faintly visible in the distance, just like candles flickering weakly in the darkness, struggling to emit the last ray of light.

In the study, the dim desk lamp was like a solitary cold star in the night sky, casting a small halo of light and outlining Gu Yunqian's lonely figure.

He stood straight but his fatigue could not be concealed, with a cigarette between his slender fingers, wisps of smoke rising up, just like his chaotic mood at the moment, entangled and drifting in the air in a disorderly manner.

The phoenix eyes were lightly closed, and the depths of them seemed to hide an endless abyss. Past memories of Xinghao Film and Television were like surging tides, surging endlessly in them.

It was not until the morning light struggled to tear through the thick clouds and sprinkled on the earth that Gu Yunqian appeared at the dining table at home, dragging his legs that seemed to be filled with lead, full of fatigue and a pungent smell of cigarettes.

His hair was disheveled, with a few strands hanging casually on his forehead. His shirt collar was open and his stubble was sticking out. He exuded a decadent and weathered air, as if he had just been through a brutal battle.

On the other side of the dining table, Su Xingya sat elegantly, holding a cup of steaming coffee in her hand. She was wearing plain yet stylish home clothes, her long, soft hair naturally falling on her shoulders, and her face was beautiful and gentle.

When she caught a glimpse of Gu Yunqian like this, her brows furrowed slightly, and a flash of heartache and worry appeared in her eyes for a moment, just like a ray of light passing across the quiet lake.

Gu Yunqian caught her gaze sharply, took a deep breath, as if to absorb the heaviness in his heart, and then exhaled slowly, as if trying to dispel the haze around him.

Throughout the meal, Su Xingya felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, unable to sit still.

She opened her lips to ask several times, and concerned words were on the tip of her tongue, but she suppressed them. The curiosity in her heart was like a surging wave, hitting the bank of reason wave after wave.

"Do you want to go to work in the company?"

Gu Yunqian saw all of her forbearance. He gently put down the cutlery, breaking the silence of the early morning, his voice slightly hoarse.

Su Xingya was visibly startled when she heard this, and the coffee cup in her hand almost slipped out of her hand.

“Haven’t I ever worked before?”

"This time it's serious!"

"Ok?"

"Lao Mo asked his ex-wife to run the foundation. After much thought, I think you are the most suitable person to fight for me!"

"..."

This proposal was totally unexpected to her. She had expected it to be a difficult problem or a secret past. Instantly, she was tempted to refuse, but when she saw Gu Yunqian's eyes full of expectation and trust, her words got stuck in her throat. For some reason, she uttered a clear "yes".

Seeing that she agreed so readily, Gu Yunqian raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly, as if he was the first ray of light breaking through the clouds at dawn, and he was full of relief.

Su Xingya was also a little dazed, surprised at how she responded so quickly. She asked herself quietly in her heart, maybe subconsciously, she already had the desire to be successful in the workplace and be independent, and she longed to charge forward side by side with Gu Yunqian, rather than just being a gentle support behind him.

At this moment, the sunlight pours in from the window, becoming more and more brilliant, as if paving a golden and smooth road for the two of them. Although the future is bound to be full of thorns, the belief of working together to forge ahead has taken deep root at this moment...