Who wants to learn sewing skills while dating?

"Are you going out?"

One evening, Chu Jun was watching a DVD on the sofa. When he turned around, he saw Mo Heng wearing formal clothes and a mask, as if he was going to attend some big event.

Mo Heng had no intention of hiding anything and explained, "There's a dinner party with the top brass at the base tonight."

When Chu Jun heard about the dinner party, he felt something in his heart. He intuitively thought it would be the kind where everyone drinks together and there are all kinds of unsightly scenes - an improper dinner party.

"This is a great opportunity!"

Chu Jun immediately jumped off the sofa in high spirits, ran to Mo Heng and intimately took his arm, her face full of anticipation: "I want to go too!"

Mo Heng's heart was beating wildly because of Chu Jun's sudden approach. He pursed his lips when he heard this, seeming a little embarrassed.

Chu Jun was immediately dissatisfied when she saw that Mo Heng did not immediately and unconditionally agree to her request. She thought that Mo Heng did not want to reveal the identity of his lover. That would be unacceptable!

"I want to go, I want to go! Take me with you!" Chu Jun started to throw a tantrum. "Mo Heng~ Mo Heng~ I want to go too, take me with you!"

Chu Jun was determined to establish her status as Mo Heng's lover in public. She pulled Mo Heng's arm and swung it around, acting coquettishly and doing so effortlessly.

Once Chu Jun started to act coquettishly, even Mo Heng, an experienced driver with full experience points, would be dazed for a moment and would be so soft-hearted that he would give her whatever she wanted, let alone Mo Heng, a white flower whose experience points were now zero.

Mo Heng naturally had no ability to resist at all. His ears turned red instantly, his Adam's apple rolled, and his heart was agitated.

"I can take you there." Mo Heng's face was burning hot behind the mask, but he pretended to be calm.

"Really?"

Mo Heng nodded, pinching his palm with his fingers before suppressing his restless hand: "Really."

"Great! I just bought some new clothes today. Wait for me!"

Chu Jun got what he wanted and skipped back to his room.

Mo Heng was left standing there alone, looking down at the sleeve that Chu Jun had just pulled, a blush gradually spreading from the tips of his ears to his neck.

The dinner was hosted by a senior executive of a certain base, so the location was naturally not at the City Lord's Mansion.

Car manufacturing has come to a complete standstill, so every fully functional car is now a luxury item.

Mo Heng is not an extravagant person. Normally, he would just take a car when going out. But now——

With a pampered and noble boy around me, I have to use the best of everything!

"Should I wear a mask too?" In the car, Chu Jun looked at the mask on Mo Heng's face and finally remembered this question.

Mo Heng has never shown his face in public, and he goes by the identity of Star, the captain of the Star Team, when he goes out.

Although he didn't know why Mo Heng did this, Chu Jun would not refuse if he needed to cover his face.

Mo Heng's dark eyes looked through the mask at Chu Jun, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes: "Do you want to take it?"

Chu Jun shook his head. Of course he didn't want to. Otherwise, how could they rely on this face and show off in public as Mo Heng's little lover?

"Then don't take it."

Mo Heng doted on Chu Jun in everything, even though he was very bothered by other people's coveting of Chu Jun.

"Okay~"

Chu Jun was obviously in high spirits to be able to come out and join in the fun. He looked out the window happily the whole time and ignored his financial sponsor.

The sponsor felt a little aggrieved, but he couldn't help but asked, "Are you very happy?"

Are the things he prepared at home not fun?

Chu Jun's eyes were still fixed on the car window: "Yeah! I haven't attended any parties or anything like that since the apocalypse."

"I'll take you out to play often in the future." Mo Heng's heart softened before he could even feel the grievance, and he immediately agreed.

However, if Chu Yun agrees to be with him, she can come with him as her partner!

Stealing a lover can be forgiven, but stealing a wife is an irreconcilable crime!

Chu Jun and Mo Heng had the same idea. Even if Mo Heng didn't bring him, he would still insist on coming.

"Mr. Mo, please come in." The waiter welcoming guests at the door looked at the masked man getting off the car, and immediately saluted Mo Heng respectfully and opened the door of the banquet hall for him.

However, when he saw that the person following Mo Heng was not his confidant, but a young man he had never seen before, surprise unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

"Let's go." Mo Heng stretched out his hand to Chu Jun, hoping that he could hold his arm or at least get closer to him.

The young man suddenly became shy. After hesitating for a while, he looked weak and innocent as he went around Mr. Mo's arm and walked into the banquet hall with him.

When the servant saw that look, he immediately had a plan in mind.

"It seems that she is Mr. Mo's mistress. I didn't expect that Mr. Mo would fall in love once in a while."

Wherever Mo Heng is, he is naturally the absolute protagonist.

As soon as Mo Heng entered the room, he attracted the attention of all the senior executives of the base who attended the banquet. Naturally, the people around Mo Heng could not be ignored either.

Everyone's expressions changed, some were surprised, some suddenly enlightened, some were puzzled, and some were jealous.

All of this came from Chu Yun holding Mo Heng's arm.

However, even though thousands of thoughts were swirling in their hearts, everyone still maintained a happy social facade on their faces.

Mo Heng likes quietness and rarely talks to others in such social occasions. The senior management of the base all know Mo Heng's temper and rarely rush to make him unhappy.

The crystal chandelier reflected tiny specks of light. Cui Penghai walked through the crowd, holding a champagne glass. His eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses were as sharp as an eagle. "Mr. Mo, long time no see."

Mo Heng tapped the rim of the glass in response, his fingertips stroking the lines of the whiskey glass.

The two of them exchanged pleasantries, while Chu Jun was left aside, looking down and shaking the cocktail in his glass, feeling bored.

The man seemed to be very familiar with Mo Heng, and it was guessed that he must be an acquaintance of Mo Heng.

Of course, it could also be the familiarity with the enemy.

"I wonder who this person is..." The two of them hadn't talked for long when Cui Penghai's gaze finally fell on Chu Jun, and the end of his tone was dragged out nonchalantly.

Mo Heng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Chu Jun had already taken his arm.

The warmth from beneath his silk cuffs carried a soothing scent. When he tilted his head back, the fragrance of snow lotus in his hair wafted into Mo Heng's breath. "My name is Chu Yun. Mr. Mo is my savior. I'm currently living in Mr. Mo's residence."

The music in the banquet hall suddenly rose, drowning out Mo Heng's hesitation. He looked down at the pair of delicate hands wrapped around his arms. The whiteness of his wrists shone slightly, reflecting tiny shimmers of light as they moved.

"My savior..." Cui Penghai's meaningful chuckle mingled with the sound of ice clinking. He tilted his head and gestured to the corner of the banquet hall, where a variety of figures were interweaving in the rising smoke, forming a gorgeous scene. "Let's have some fun together? It's rare that you brought a male companion."

"No." Mo Heng's voice instantly turned cold. He grabbed Chu Yun's wrist with his backhand, and his bony fingers transmitted unquestionable strength.

Seeing that Mo Heng was inexplicably angry, Cui Penghai shrugged his shoulders, feeling somewhat helpless towards this moody city lord.

When he returned to his social circle, Cui Penghai's lackeys immediately surrounded him.

The lackey saw that his boss's eyes were almost staring through the back of the beautiful girl, and immediately understood: "Boss, are you interested in her?"

"Go to hell, she's Mo Heng's person, so what if I like her?" The shrewd man glanced at Mo Heng, who was full of aura, and his tone was not one of fear, but more of dissatisfaction.

"Boss, who this person belongs to depends on what the little beauty wants."

"In the apocalypse, the bigger the fist, the more powerful the law. Isn't the reason why the little beauty stayed with Mo Heng for his protection?"

"In the end times, whoever is stronger and more powerful has the final say."

Cui Penghai took a sip of red wine and sighed, "The problem is, who in this Aurora Fortress has more power than Mo Heng~"

The lackey smiled flatteringly and continued, "No flower lasts forever. Who knows what will happen in the future?"

"Maybe soon, Mo Heng might have an accident outside."

"Ha. You are quite good at talking." Cui Haipeng was not angry at all. Instead, he chuckled in a good mood.

"What I said is the truth."

Thinking of the rumors he had heard, Cui Penghai's depression suddenly dissipated: "Yes, why would I bother with a dying person~"