Mr. Gu's wife is a little naughty

The rain silently wove a dense curtain, gently embracing the night. Hong Momo stood alone outside the club, the drizzle brushing against her slightly bewildered face. She slowly pulled her phone from her purse, her fingertips trembling as she dialed the number she knew so well.

"Hey, where are you? I want to see you!"

She didn't know why, but after coming out of the box, she couldn't wait to see him. She really wanted to ask him why he treated her like this after all the years she had liked and loved him. Was she the same as any other woman in his heart?

But she was Hong Momo, a person whose stomping of feet would tremble Fan Jiang. She was willing to lower herself to love him so humbly, but in the end she was deceived like this.

She knew what Beichen had done over the years, but her obsession kept her teetering on the edge of reason and emotion, weaving the dream that she was his one and only. With endless tolerance and self-deception, she draped layer after layer of gorgeous cloak around this relationship, as if as long as she didn't touch the thin layer of truth, she could forever immerse herself in this self-woven fantasy.

However, when Mr. Gu's words cut through the night sky like a sharp blade, especially the incident in Tibet, all disguises and self-deception collapsed in an instant.

From the other end of the line came a woman's panting and Beichen's extremely impatient voice, "Let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to say."

It seemed that before he could finish his words, a quick and hollow busy tone suddenly rang out.

A drop of crystal water slipped quietly from the corner of Hong Momo's eye, unwillingly streaking across her delicate face, leaving a faint tear mark. Then, a bitter yet resolute smile slowly blossomed along the tear mark, like the barely noticeable rainbow hanging in the sky after the rain. At this moment, she felt as if she had just woken from a dream, realizing that all those days of one-sided, persistent waiting had been so pale and futile.

She took a deep breath, and the emotions surging in her chest turned into a heavy sigh. Then, her fingers firmly pressed another familiar number again.

From the other end of the line, a symphony of music and laughter surged like a tide, so vivid yet so distant, like the collision of two worlds. The girl's laughter was crisp and melodious, filled with carefree joy, a stark contrast to the quiet and slightly sad atmosphere here. For Hong Momo, this laughter was both a harsh reminder and a gentle relief, making her realize more clearly that it was time to let go of her hopeless obsession and embrace a new landscape of her own.

"Hey! Sister Momo, are you done with your work? Come over and have fun!" Tian Tian's voice was full of unbridled excitement, because she had received a message from Mr. Gu just a second ago. It was just a few short words: Hong Momo, reborn!

"Sisters, hold on! I'll be right there!" Hong Momo's voice pierced through the confines of the phone, carrying a long-released passion and strength, as if announcing her rebirth to the world. As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her phone, a gesture filled with a hint of determination and relief, letting it trace an arc in the air before finally making close contact with the ground, making a crisp sound.

Then, a faint smile quietly blossomed on her lips, like a newly opened flower, gradually staining her face red until her entire delicate features were tinged with a gentle hue. That smile, no longer a shadow of the humble supplication of the past, but a gleam of confidence and hope after rebirth. It was her farewell to the past and a fearless embrace of the future.

Hong Momo spun lightly, her gaze eclipsing the club's magnificent golden gate. With a soft sigh, she gathered her loose hair behind her head with an unmistakable gesture, delicately braiding it into a sleek bun. A few strands of hair carelessly fell across her forehead, adding a touch of uninhibited spirit. Completed with this transformation, she was like a warrior donning battle armor, striding confidently and freely into the vast world beyond the club.

A black car was waiting quietly by the side. She stepped lightly into the car and the door closed quietly. Then, the car silently merged into the deep night of Fanjiang, leaving only a faint tail light that slowly stretched out in the night.

Meanwhile, Lin Tao's business car slowly approached. Sitting inside, he peered through the window, taking in Hong Momo's smooth and confident movements. A meaningful smile played across his lips, revealing an indescribable sense of pride and anticipation.

"Big sister, you don't have to thank me!" Lin Tao murmured. This sentence was said to Tian Tian. He promised that he would do everything he could to treat her well in the future, so he should start by caring for the people around her.

"Brother Tao, where are we going now?" the driver asked Lin Tao through the rearview mirror in the car.

Lin Tao's lips curled up into a barely perceptible smile, his eyes flashing with a strange light, and he suddenly uttered an unexpected word, "I suddenly feel like dancing!"

The smile on the driver's face froze immediately, and he stared at Lin Tao in the rearview mirror in amazement.

"You~you~you are not kidding!"

Lin Tao burst into laughter and patted the back of the driver's seat.

"Of course I'm kidding! Let's go home! I'm sleeping in the bedroom tonight!"

Lin Tao's black business car also disappeared outside the club's door. Inside the club, Tian Zhenyuan and Li Toyota were like two silent sculptures, their eyes penetrating the glass curtains, fixed on the gradually receding car and the subtle changes in light and shadow outside the door.

"This Mr. Gu is really weird!" Lin Fengtian smacked his lips, his tone filled with curiosity and a hint of amusement. "Don't you think his style of doing things is very similar to that old guy from Siam?"

Tian Zhenyuan laughed, "What a resemblance, they look just like each other, they could be cut from the same mold. I think I know who he is."

Li Toyota's eyes gleamed when he heard this, and then he burst into laughter. "I've heard about it a long time ago. That old fellow has a son who does things in an unconventional way. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

Tian Zhenyuan's lips curled up into a meaningful smile, and he gently patted Li Fengtian's shoulder, his eyes glittering with a hint of amusement. "Fan Jiang will have a lot of fun in the future. I'm afraid Beiming Group will suffer a big setback this time. I just wonder what the expression on that old man Beihanshan's face will be when the time comes."

"It's probably not much better than eating shit!" Li Toyota said jokingly.

The two men smiled at each other. Their laughter contained both anticipation for the unknown situation and a bit of the tacit understanding and teasing unique to old friends. It echoed in the air and seemed particularly refreshing.

Hong Dancheng was still on the phone until he saw the two old foxes standing there, looking outside and laughing. Then he hung up the phone in confusion and looked at them thoughtfully.