Tang Mo'er quickly reacted, moving away from the director consciously, but it was too late. He tugged on the end of her negligee and said, "Beauty Tang, stop avoiding me. Since you're no longer willing to be President Gu's woman, you should just follow me from today onwards. As long as you stay loyal to me, I promise you a lavish lifestyle in the future!"
Tang Mo'er tried to pull the fabric away from his hands. "You're mad! Why do I even need you to promise me with a lavish lifestyle when I can provide for myself very well?"
"…"
A deep voice resounded in her ears. "Mo'er, have you thought about it carefully yet? Are you going to be mine, hm?"
Tang Mo'er turned her head around to look at the man seated on the couch. Gu Mohan's eyes were narrowed while he puffed on a cigarette, pinning her with his eagle-like gaze, awaiting her answer.
