Exclusive wife, wealthy husband is too fierce

Chapter 143 This Man Is So Weird
"En." Knowing what his father meant, Gong Jianuo just responded lightly, without expression.

The wedding banquet has already started, Liu Beibei protected Gong Wan'er, changed her wedding dress, and changed into a bright red long cheongsam with slits, before returning to the wedding banquet.

"Honey, you're so beautiful today, I'm almost bent over." Liu Beibei winked at Gong Wan'er, "Look, with your husband's eyes, I wish I could tear you up and eat you right now!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Gong Wan'er raised her head and met Mo Zhaoyun's fiery eyes, quickly retracted her gaze, and looked at Liu Beibei reproachfully, saying she was angry, but the shy little eyes still gave away her thoughts.

Liu Beibei smiled meaningfully, and said nothing more, but the expression of "not saying anything" made Gong Wan'er more flustered than what he said.

"Wife." Mo Zhaoyun stepped forward and held Gong Wan'er's tender little hand, glanced at Liu Beibei lightly, then lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "I asked someone to change your wine, It's tomato juice, don't worry about getting drunk."

"What about you?" Gong Wan'er looked at Mo Zhaoyun worriedly. Many of the guests who came today were friends in his business field, so they would inevitably drink more.

Mo Zhaoyun raised his eyebrows slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled maliciously, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, I won't miss it no matter what!"

Gong Wan'er's face turned red immediately, she glared at Mo Zhaoyun viciously, and scolded shyly: "Not serious!"

Liu Beibei watched the groom and the bride begin to flirt with each other in front of her. I couldn't stand it anymore. I couldn't help coughing heavily, my eyes wandered around, and reminded me in a low voice, "It's time to toast with the guests."

"Know it."

Mo Zhaoyun took Gong Wan'er by the hand, and each of them held a goblet in their hands. The best man and bridesmaid followed closely, holding a few glasses of wine for the couple.

Although the two of them have obtained the certificate for a long time, Gong Wan'er has never asked about the company's affairs, so she doesn't know the business partners who came today, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she accompanied Mo Zhaoyun from table to table toast.

When changing tables, Liu Beibei sighed to Gong Wan'er in a low voice: "Didn't your husband invite all the people who have worked with me, I know all the names, I didn't expect to know them all today. "

"They're all in business. Even if we don't cooperate now, it's inevitable that we won't cooperate in the future. We all go to receptions together, whether we know each other or not." Gong Jiande used to be a businessman anyway, but Gong Wan'er didn't like these things. Very calm, the market is changing rapidly, and it is not much different from the replacement of dynasties.

"Mr. Mo." The man had a smile on his face, and there was a shrewd look in his brows and eyes. He was obviously not a simple person.

Mo Zhaoyun's expression remained unchanged, and he introduced Gong Wan'er indifferently: "This is Mr. Chen from the Chen Enterprise."

Gong Wan'er and Mo Zhaoyun have been together for a long time, not to mention that they fully understand each other, but it is still possible to judge likes and dislikes from the tone of voice. This President Chen is obviously disliked by Mo Zhaoyun, so Gong Wan'er has a serious expression on his face. With a smile, he nodded lightly, called "Mr. Chen" and stopped talking.

Chen Chen looked about in his early thirties, and he was considered a good-looking talent, but his expression was gloomy, which made people very unhappy, but he himself seemed not aware of the attitude of others, holding a wine glass and smiling faintly, looking at Gong Wan'er, with a meaningful expression Said: "Mrs. Mo is very lucky."

Gong Wan'er smiled lightly, showing good upbringing: "Thank you."

Mo Zhaoyun turned sideways to block Chen Chen's gaze calmly, picked up the wine glass and raised it lightly, a hint of sternness interspersed in his faint voice: "It's my good fortune to marry such a good girl as Wan'er."

Chen Chen smiled but said nothing, his eyes stayed on Mo Zhaoyun for a moment, and lightly touched Mo Zhaoyun's wine glass with the wine glass in his hand, implying: "Then I wish Mr. Mo happiness."

"Thank you." Mo Zhaoyun was as immobile as a mountain, as if he didn't understand the other meanings in his words, he took a sip of his wine and said lightly: "Excuse me."

After finishing speaking, she put her arms around Gong Wan'er's waist and turned to the next table.

Even if Gong Wan'er didn't turn her head, she could clearly feel Chen Chen's gaze on her, like a light on her back, very uncomfortable, as if she was being stared at by something.

"This Mr. Chen has a problem with you. I always feel that he speaks in a strange way!" Gong Wan'er asked in a low voice.

"It's a competitor. We have a lot of business overlap with Chen's company." Mo Zhaoyun explained briefly, paused, and then instructed: "He has a deep mind, you don't need to pay attention to him when you meet him. "

"Well, I know, talking is always weird and very unpleasant." Gong Wan'er moved away, finally she could no longer feel that gaze, she was relieved, and her feelings towards Chen Chen were minimized in her heart point.

When changing clothes earlier, Gong Wan'er and Liu Beibei had already eaten something in the room, so they don't feel too hungry now, after round after round of toasting, Gong Wan'er only finished half a glass of tomato juice However, Mo Zhaoyun was drunk several times by a few friends and drank a lot afterwards.

Gong Wan'er wore ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes. She hadn't sat down since the wedding today, and had been walking around, let alone taking a break. Although she was still smiling, her brows and eyes were already stained with a touch of tiredness. Mo Zhao Yun held her in his arms distressedly, and asked in a gentle voice: "I will be interviewed by a few reporters later, can you still hold on?"

"It's okay, it's just that my feet hurt a little." Gong Wan'er had never stood in high heels for so long, so now her feet were sore and sore.

"Then you lean on me." Mo Zhaoyun squeezed Gong Wan'er's little hand with a gentle expression.

"Ah."

The reporter's interview was originally arranged after all the guests left, but now Mo Zhaoyun saw the tiredness on Gong Wan'er's face that could not be concealed, and directly ordered Mo Zhi: "Arrange the reporter's interview first, and the time is not enough. Too long."

After the interview with Gong Wan'er, she can also change clothes and go down to rest for a while.

"Yes, Mr. Mo."

Mo Zhi is today's best man, so naturally he followed Mo Zhaoyun from beginning to end.

"What will the reporter ask?" Gong Wan'er had never dealt with reporters before, so she was not sure at this moment, and her eyes were still a little timid.

Mo Zhaoyun lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, and said softly, "It's okay, you can answer if you want to answer, if you don't want to answer, I'm still here, you don't need to look at their faces."

"Yeah." With Mo Zhaoyun around, Gong Wan'er instantly became full of confidence, and the restlessness in her heart had long since been forgotten.

Mo Zhi's actions were quick, and he came down to reply Mo Zhaoyun not long after. The reporters had already been arranged together, and now they just need to go there.

Mo Zhaoyun looked down at Gong Wan'er, and found that the little wife was full of aura, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Let's go."

"Ah."

Mo Zhaoyun led Gong Wan'er towards the reporters, and Mo Zhi followed closely. Liu Beibei's feet were also hurting badly, so he didn't follow, and just found a private room to sit in and rest.

The reporters had already been greeted by Mo Zhi in advance. Although they were very excited to interview Mo Zhaoyun, they suppressed their inner emotions at this time, and looked calm on the surface. Come slowly.

Before the official interview, Mo Zhishang reminded again blankly: "Time is limited, please don't ask boring questions."

"no problem."

"Don't worry Assistant Mo, we all know the rules."

The reporters who were able to interview Mo Zhaoyun were veterans who had been in the industry for many years, so they naturally understood the rules and would not break any taboos.

Mo Zhi didn't say anything more, and nodded to signal the start.

"Excuse me, Mr. Mo, how did you and your wife meet?! It is said that you and your wife have obtained the certificate for a long time. Why did you hold the wedding now?"

"Mrs. Mo, may I ask you..."

Although Mo Zhaoyun is not a star, he often only appears in newspapers and magazines in the financial section, but he is a rich and handsome domineering president. Naturally, there are many women who are infatuated with Mo Zhaoyun. Even the financial section needs sales Yes, and emotional issues are undoubtedly the most attractive.

Although the reporter's eyes were too hot, the questions she asked were within the acceptable range of Gong Wan'er, so she stood beside Mo Zhaoyun very calmly. Both husband and wife had faint smiles on their lips. When the eyes meet, even others can see that the relationship between the two is very good.

"...After we got the certificate, I was very busy with work, so I didn't have much time to hold the wedding, so I dragged it until now..."

During the banquet, Gong Jianuo's gaze fell on the distant reporter from time to time, frowning slightly, looking a little absent-minded, and he didn't respond to Gong Jiande's serving of food for him.

"Jianuo, what's the matter?" Gong Jiande patted his son's shoulder and asked worriedly.

A look of doubt appeared on Gong Jianuo's indifferent face, he shook his head slightly, and replied: "Nothing." After a pause, the doubt in his heart was still unresolved, he suddenly stood up, and said to Gong Jiande: "Father, I suddenly want to When I get up, I have to tell my sister one thing, and I will go find her first."

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it when your sister comes over. There are reporters over there now..." Gong Jiande persuaded Gong Jianuo in a low voice.

"I have to ask my sister right away, Dad, I'll wait in the past and won't disturb my sister." Gong Jianuo was very firm, broke away from Gong Jiande's hand, and walked over quickly.

"Hey, this kid..."

Gong Jiande had also grabbed his son casually, and without much effort, Gong Jianuo broke away easily. Seeing his son passing by in a hurry, Gong Jiande always felt that something bad would happen. Hastily got up and followed.

When Gong Jianuo got closer, he realized that he was right. That person was really the person he had seen in the bathroom before. He turned out to be a reporter.

But why did he hide a bottle in the bathroom?
"Mrs. Mo..."

Seeing the reporter standing in the front row, Gong Jianuo yelled at Gong Wan'er, put his hand into his satchel, took out a bottle from it, and threw it at Gong Wan'er...

(End of this chapter)