The spacious hall was crowded, but the venue was completely silent.

Everyone turned into clay statues, staring blankly at the entrance with their mouths slightly open.

A man who has never been close to women, and has always been like a flower on the mountain, a man in power who has pushed the Mosheng Group to a position of supreme glory, a person like the favored son of heaven...

The woman who hugs Cannes and is called a broken shoe?!

For a moment, everyone didn't know whether to believe their own eyes or pinch their thighs to confirm whether it was an illusion.

Qiao An, like everyone else, was stunned and speechless. It wasn't until her whole body was surrounded by a feeling of incomparable longing and familiarity that she felt real.

Her whole body froze and she lost all reaction. When she was in this man's arms, she felt that her longing was coming like a tide, which was unstoppable.

But at this moment, the man she cared about most looked at him in such a miserable state, which made her feel extremely depressed.

What is he here to do?

Aren't you already gone? Aren't you going to leave her completely?

What does this mean?

Qiao An reached out and tried to break free from Mo Kai's arms.

Unexpectedly, her actions would only make the man trap her harder.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." A low and mellow voice fell in her ears, with a coaxing tone she was familiar with.

The stubborn Qiao An's eyes instantly became wet.

Mo Kai slowly let go of her, moved his big hand to her little hand, wrapped it and lifted it up. Seeing Qiao An clenching her little hand with white knuckles, he couldn't help but feel distressed and caressed her gently, and asked her to open her palm, and then opened her big hand.

Put your palms together and clasp your fingers together.

In full view of everyone, he held her hand and walked inside step by step.

The light fell on the two of them, glowing with crystal light. Mo Kai took Qiao An with great determination every step he took.

And Mo Kai's awe-inspiring, cold, arrogant and kingly aura of controlling the overall situation, formed by being immersed in the power field for many years, makes people dare not lie at all about everything they see in front of them.

The video on the electronic screen is still playing tirelessly.

Mo Kai held Qiao An and stopped, his expression cold and solemn.

The malicious slander in the video made Qiao An feel embarrassed at this moment.

No matter how much people in the world laughed at her, she would turn a blind eye, but it was only in front of Mo Kai that Qiao An wanted to retain her dignity.

His body was getting cold involuntarily, and Qiao An had an ostrich mentality for the first time. He wanted to hide.

Sensing her strangeness, Mo Kai turned around without a trace, looked away, turned his back to the big screen, and slowly leaned down to look level with Qiao An. His tone was as gentle as the warm spring breeze, "An'an, look up and look at me."

The big hand holding her never let go, and Qiao An could feel the warmth in his palm.

"You are not wrong, it is the person who caused the evil who is wrong." He understood her emotions and knew how to appease her emotions.

Qiao An raised her eyes and met Mo Kai's peaceful and gentle eyes. There was no trace of disappointment or doubt in them.

He held her hand and tightened slightly, looking at her affectionately.

"Actually, the angle of this video is quite good, but you always want to push me away, and I'm not very happy." Mo Kai had a slight smile on his lips.

A soft and seemingly regretful word was like a thunderous thunder.

Mr. Mo, who has always been cold, aloof, distant, ascetic, complained about this woman's refusal to be intimate?

Also! What does he mean?

Everyone looked at the video and then moved to Mo Kai...

This way, that end...

Both sides kept swaying.


Chapter completed!