"Oh, I remember." An evil smile appeared on Mo Wenchu's lips. When she spoke, she put away the smile and said with a serious face, "You are the girl who stepped on my skirt on the red carpet just now.

Yes?"

Lin Xiao frowned guiltily, and her tone of voice increased several times, "Who stepped on your skirt, don't slander them."

"Miss, do you know that the red carpet ceremony is broadcast live in real time, and you should be able to see the replay of the relevant video online now. I only need to do a random search to find the evidence that you deliberately stepped on my skirt. What do you think?

Want to try it?"

"Nonsense." Lin Xiao said resentfully, "Even if I accidentally stepped on your skirt just now, I didn't mean it. Just pull out the video and I'll let the netizens comment, like

How can a person like you, who is a junior mistress, be able to hold on to the title of queen of the movie?"

"The mistress is in charge? Who told you?"

Mo Wenchu ​​looked around and found that people were busy socializing at this time and did not seem to notice the quarrel here, so she immediately fired back.

Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows provocatively, "Isn't it? Mo Wenchu, have you forgotten Wen Qing? If you have forgotten, I can kindly remind you that the person who will present you the award tonight is Wen Qing.

My ex-boyfriend, you did not hesitate to use all kinds of despicable means to snatch other people’s boyfriends. There is a lot of evidence of this on the Internet, and you can find it with a casual search."

Seeing that Mo Wenchu ​​didn't speak for a long time, Lin Xiao became even more proud, "Why, we talked about your pain point, right?"

Mo Wenchu's eyes fell behind Lin Xiao. At this time, Gu Jue was standing two meters away from her. His eyebrows were deep and seemed to be filled with coldness.

Obviously, what Lin Xiao just said has been listened to by Gu Jue.

"Mo Wenchu, weren't you very proud just now? Why are you silent now?"

Mo Wenchu ​​didn't speak for a long time, and Lin Xiao became more and more arrogant.

After a while, she vaguely felt that something was not right, and a coldness suddenly rose up her spine, making her feel afraid.

Slowly turning around, Lin Xiao's face instantly turned pale when she saw Gu Jue, and her proud smile just now completely collapsed, "Gu, Mr. Gu..."

Gu Jue glanced at the other person with cold eyes, then moved away and came directly to Mo Wenchu.

"Mr. Gu, actually I just..."

Lin Xiao was still trying to make up for what he had just said, but it was already too late now.

"Follow me." With an indifferent tone, Gu Jue grabbed Mo Wenchu's wrist directly and took her out of the banquet hall without any explanation.

"Let go! Let me go!" Struggling hard, Mo Wenchu ​​missed the days when Zhao Yi was by her side.

When they were in the corridor, Gu Jue finally let go of Mo Wenchu's wrist.

"Mr. Gu, you should have heard what I just said. I really don't blame you for this."

Mo Wenchu ​​tried hard to argue.

Nodding slightly, Gu Jue agreed with Mo Wenchu's statement.

Just when Mo Wenchu ​​breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Gu Jue say again, "But it started because of you."

"..." Mo Wenchu ​​was dumbfounded, "No, does this count?"

Mo Wenchu ​​had a look of generosity on her face, "Tell me, how can Mr. Gu not be angry?"

"Where is Zhao Yi?" Gu Jue suddenly changed the subject, and Mo Wenchu ​​was stunned.

The reaction was half a beat slower. Mo Wenchu ​​pursed her lips and moved the curtains unnaturally, "I'm on vacation. I'm on annual leave."

"Do you think I would believe such a ridiculous reason?"

"..." Mo Wenchu ​​shouted desperately, "I'm serious, people always have to take annual leave. Only by taking a proper rest can we face the new job in a better condition. Mr. Gu, you have managed the company in an orderly manner. I believe you

He must be very successful in this regard.”

Mo Wenchu ​​silently brought the topic back to Gu Jue.

"Your sharp tongue and glib words are still the same as before."

Mo Wenchu:......

"Tell me, where is Zhao Yiren?"

Gu Jue's expression was much more serious than expected. He was stunned for half a second, then avoided the other party's eyes and said, "This has nothing to do with you."

"What about you? Do you also think that Zhao Yi's disappearance has nothing to do with you?"

Gu Jue's words made Mo Wenchu ​​frown in confusion, "What did you mean by what you just said?"

"Obviously, your personal bodyguard Zhao Yi has disappeared. You have been very anxious during this period. You are actually dealing with this matter, right?"

"..." Mo Wenchu ​​became angry in embarrassment, "What on earth do you want to say?"

"I can help you find him. If you tell me the truth about what happened two years ago, we can wipe it all off and we won't owe each other anything. We can also end this matter completely."

Gu Jue's proposal made Mo Wenchu ​​a little excited, but thinking of what he had done before, Mo Wenchu ​​silently gave up the wavering idea.

"I can find someone by myself. As for what you are talking about, I already said it when we first met, so I won't elaborate further here."

Turning around to walk towards the banquet hall, Mo Wenchu's wrist was grabbed again.

"Wenchu, I will give you one last chance to tell the truth about two years ago."

Under the dim light, facing Gu Jue's scarlet eyes, Mo Wenchu ​​felt unprecedented panic.

"Even if there are 100 or 1,000 opportunities, my answer is still the same. I am really sorry for the death of Mrs. Gu, but things are unpredictable, and I hope that the work can come out as soon as possible and don't be immersed in the past."

Mo Wenchu ​​forced herself to calm down and pressed her back tightly against the wall. Over time, she even felt suffocated.

"Do you believe I can throw you out of here?"

Gu Jue threatened with harsh words.

But Mo Wenchu's mouth was filled with a faint smile, "Of course I believe it, but if Mr. Gu doesn't want to make the headlines on the entertainment front page tomorrow morning, it's best to let me go first."

People were talking and laughing faintly behind her, and Mo Wenchu ​​raised her eyebrows and said provocatively to Gu Jue.

Gu Jue listened to the approaching voice and hesitated, silently letting go of Mo Wenchu's hand.

"Lying." Gu Jue half-squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Wenchu, who was flexing his wrist, "He is a good liar."

Mo Wenchu ​​was basically used to Gu Jue's cynicism, so she showed no reaction and continued to rub her sore wrist.

"One day I will let you tell the truth." Before leaving, Gu Jue coldly dropped these words.

Mo Wenchu ​​shrugged helplessly, "Whatever you want."

When we returned to the banquet hall, the atmosphere of the banquet had reached climax.
Chapter completed!