A fashion queen

At this moment, a burst of melodious music was heard again in the banquet hall. Mo Yunting smiled and gracefully extended his right hand, gently holding Cui Xueying's soft and boneless hand. He took a step back like a gentleman, bent down and said:

"Beautiful lady, would you grant me the honor of dancing with me?" Mo Yunting bowed slightly, inviting me sincerely and gently.

However, Cui Xueying shook her head gently and said coquettishly: "I'm sorry, Yunting, I feel a little tired today. I just want to go home early to rest and may not be able to accompany you anymore..." In fact, she was not really exhausted, but she didn't want Mo Yunting to notice that she was a little unwell, so she made up such an excuse to politely reject him.

Hearing this, Mo Yunting did not show any anger or disappointment. Instead, a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he responded softly: "In this case, then everything is up to your wishes. After all, you are the most precious treasure in my heart!" After that, he bent down without hesitation, carefully picked up Cui Xueying horizontally, and strode out of the banquet hall.

When he reached the door, Mo Yunting stopped and called the driver who had been waiting there. He personally placed Cui Xueying in the back seat of the car. Then, he carefully helped her adjust her sitting position and fasten her seat belt, his concern evident in his words.

"My dear, you must have a good rest when you go home. If you need anything, just tell me. But I'm sorry, I have some important matters to deal with right now, so I may not be able to be with you. Can you do it alone?" Mo Yunting said as he gently stroked Cui Xueying's cheek with his fingers, his eyes full of endless love and worry.

Faced with Mo Yunting's meticulous and attentive care and concern, Cui Xueying couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in her heart, and she was overwhelmed with emotion. However, she still tried her best to force a faint smile from the corner of her mouth, trying to convey a strong and confident attitude to Mo Yunting, to show that she was fine.

She nodded slightly and replied in a soft and gentle voice: "Please rest assured, I will take good care of my health. You can go and deal with your busy affairs, and don't worry too much about my situation." As soon as she finished speaking, she slowly closed her eyes, like a delicate flower, quietly nestling on the seat, as if she had immersed herself in a sweet and hearty dream.

Mo Yunting gazed at Cui Xueying's slightly tired face, a wave of pity welling up in his heart. He reached out and carefully stroked her soft hair, saying softly, "When you get home, be sure to rest and recuperate. If you feel any discomfort or any abnormality, please let me know immediately."

"Okay, I got it." Cui Xueying nodded slightly to show her agreement and response to Mo Yunting's words.

Mo Yunting stood still, his gaze fixed on the receding vehicle until it vanished into the distant skyline, seemingly merging into the endless void. He slowly turned around and walked firmly and forcefully toward the company. At that moment, a heavy sense of responsibility weighed on his shoulders like a boulder, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Time is running out like the sand in an hourglass. He knows he shoulders a heavy responsibility: not only must he do his utmost to uncover the mysterious figure and understand his true identity and background, but he must also find a way to find Bai Tingting, who has been missing for a long time.

Although he knew that Bai Tingting had become a discarded pawn, devoid of any useful value, who on earth was so bold as to risk the wrath of the world to rescue her? Could it be that the seemingly peaceful situation was merely a moment of calm before the storm? Countless questions tangled in Mo Yunting's mind, making the whole incident seem even more complicated and confusing...

When Mo Yunting stepped through the solemn and serious office door, he seemed to enter a world full of challenges and mysteries. He hurriedly and without delay gathered a group of battle-hardened and capable subordinates. These people were his trusted and capable men, and they understood the importance and urgency of this mission.