"I have more than ten people in my economic team, not to mention the public relations company and legal team I have contracted with. There are almost thirty or forty people in total. If my career is hit hard, these people will bear the brunt of the impact.

So Gu Jue, I beg you, please don’t do anything about this kind of thing, those staff members are innocent, they don’t even know why they are being implicated.”

Mo Wenchu ​​said sincerely.

Gu Jue kept fiddling with the ring in her hand while she was talking. After Mo Wenchu ​​finished all the words, he said slowly, "If you really don't want to implicate them, why don't you?

Wenchu's strength can completely place them in other brokerage companies. Mo Wenchu, I heard your rhetoric many years ago. Unfortunately, I might have felt pity back then, but now, I don't.

"

He leaned over and made a fake gesture of wanting to lift the quilt. Mo Wenchu ​​backed away pretending to be scared.

Mo Wenchu's actions caused Gu Jue to laugh softly.

Originally thought that Gu Jue would conduct a thorough search of the ward, but unexpectedly the other party did not do so. Instead, he stood up straight, as if he was not surprised whether Mo Wenchu's external communication tools were really hidden under the quilt.

"I can not announce to the public that you are going to take a break for half a year, or I can restore your contact with the outside world."

Mo Wenchu ​​calmly answered, "What are the conditions?"

Gu Jue obviously would not engage in loss-making business, and Mo Wenchu ​​also understood that even if Gu Jue's hands and eyes were all over the sky in Haicheng, he would not be able to cut himself off from the outside world for a long time, and as time went by, the cat would inevitably discover what was going on.

There are clues about the showdown between President Gu and the Crown Prince of RK Group, and Mo Wenchu ​​believes in Mao even more.

"Cooperate with the treatment first. Only after your leg recovers will you be qualified to negotiate terms with me."

Gu Jue dropped these words and left directly. It had been a month since she left. During this period, although there was special surveillance outside Mo Wenchu's ward, she blatantly took out her mobile phone after testing it several times and talked to herself.

Contact friends.

A month later, Mo Wenchu ​​recovered and was discharged from the hospital.

Facts have proved that what Gu Jue said in the ward that day was completely alarmist. If the wounds on her body were not actively cooperated with the treatment, they might cause some minor sequelae, but they were completely incompatible with amputation.

Mo Wenchu ​​returned to Gu Jue's villa on the west coast. There were a few more servants at home, but what Mo Wenchu ​​cared about the most was the undercover agent who had been placed at home.

Fortunately, Gu Jue didn't seem to be aware of the other party's identity, and still trusted him and placed him under Mo Wenchu's care.

Thanks to this incident, Mo Wenchu's connection with the outside world became even smoother.

Haicheng has entered early winter in the blink of an eye. The north wind has been howling for two days, and the temperature of the air has dropped sharply. When Mo Wenchu ​​went downstairs, she was wrapped in a woolen shawl, and she took a drink from the refrigerator leisurely and took a sip.

, the sound of a car engine suddenly came from the courtyard outside.

Mo Wenchu ​​immediately stepped out and walked out the door. As soon as she reached the porch, she collided with Gu Jue head-on.

The drink that had just been opened in his hand spilled out unpreparedly and landed on Gu Jue's white shirt without any hesitation.

Mo Wenchu ​​took a step back and carefully observed the subtle expression on Gu Jue's face at this time.

"I'm sorry." Since what she did was wrong, Mo Wenchu ​​was very straightforward when she apologized.

Indifferent eyes swept across Mo Wenchu's face, and Gu Jue stared at her: "You seem to have no psychological burden for the fact that you are the daughter of a murderer."

Mo Wenchu ​​lowered her eyes, smiled and asked the other party softly, "Then what do you want me to do? Suicide? Don't you not allow me to commit suicide? I understand that you will continue to torture me after you come back. Instead of being sad in secret, it is better to be in your absence.

Enjoy life well during these days.”

Gu Jue's eyes changed slightly, and he took Mo Wenchu's hand and walked directly upstairs.

Mo Wenchu ​​didn't struggle and just let the other party pull her.

After returning to the room, Gu Jue slammed the door hard. The sound made all the servants who were working stop what they were doing and look upstairs.

In the room, Mo Wenchu ​​stared at Gu Jue expressionlessly. She was calmly prepared to accept everything.

"Take off your shirt for me." Gu Jue grabbed her hand and pulled it in front of her, looking at her with a frown and requesting.

Mo Wenchu ​​frowned slightly at first, and then immediately accepted the request. She raised her hands and carefully unbuttoned Gu Jue. She remained silent during the process.

There were twelve buttons in total, and Mo Wenchu ​​spent a minute or two unbuttoning them. After that, Mo Wenchu ​​was about to turn around and leave, but her wrist was once again clenched tightly by Gu Jue.

"I want you to take off your shirt for me." Gu Jue repeated his request in a deep voice.

Raising her eyebrows helplessly, Mo Wenchu ​​could only go around behind Gu Jue and carefully take off his shirt for him.

"You should be satisfied now, right?"

Mo Wenchu ​​balled up the valuable shirt in her hand with some depression and asked Gu Jue.

"Go freshen up and attend the dinner party in an hour."

Gu Jue stretched out his upper body, and his streamlined muscles were completely exposed to the air.

Mo Wenchu ​​tried hard not to glance at Gu Jue's muscles with her peripheral vision, but her gaze seemed completely out of control of her brain.

"The dinner party? There is no stylist, makeup artist, or dress. How can I attend?"

No matter what the purpose of upper-class banquets, they will eventually become a place for women to compete for beauty.

At the banquet site, these people will transform into human-shaped labeling machines, labeling each guest based on the price of each person's jewelry, accessories, clothing and leather bags.

Mo Wenchu ​​has long been accustomed to such overt and covert fights, and will follow the same unspoken rules every time she attends a banquet.

Now I only have one hour to prepare my outfit for the banquet, which is too late. Besides, my house is basically full of casual clothes. It is too late to ask the luxury store to deliver the latest dress within an hour.

And this is exactly why Mo Wenchu ​​questioned Gu Jue.

But Gu Jue didn't seem to care, "Then do it yourself."

After saying these words, Gu Jue left the room.

Mo Wenchu ​​stood in the center of the room, flexing her wrist that was pinched by Gu Jue and frowning tightly.

She might be able to do some simple makeup and styling, but the clothes...
Chapter completed!