"Who is it? Can't you keep bothering me so I can get some sleep?"
A loud, resentful cry pierced the sky.
Mo Huaixing hurriedly covered Gan Tang's mouth and whispered accusation, "What are you shouting for?"
"Coward!" Gan Tang said with a mischievous grin, tickling him.
"Stop fooling around." Mo Huaixing wrapped the little girl, who was causing him so much trouble, in the blanket and called out as he dressed, "Is something wrong?"
But there was no response from outside.
This commotion kept Gan Tang awake. She pulled her clothes under the covers and secretly got dressed. Suddenly, her smug little face froze. She lifted the covers and looked inside.
"Mo Huaixing, my clothes seem to be torn."
Mo Huaixing, who was sitting on the edge of the bed buttoning his shirt, turned around and asked, "Didn't you wear my clothes yesterday?"
"Inside!" Gan Tang kicked him off the bed in anger, her face flushed red. "You tore my tape."
"It's okay, I have one." Mo Huaixing tossed a yellow bra from the closet to the person on the bed.
Gan Tang clutched her bra, her head practically steaming with anger. "Mo Huaixing, you're a pervert!"
“I had nowhere to throw the one you left in the car that time.” Mo Huaixing was speechless. If he went out to throw it away and someone saw him, they would really think he was a pervert.
"Oh!" Gan Tang had nothing to say and obediently got dressed while hiding under the covers.
Mo Huaixing really couldn't understand her. She was so wild when she was doing her own thing, but when she was dressed, she was all coy and hesitant. He couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you looking at? Get out of here right now."
"good."
Half an hour had passed by the time the two finished cleaning up. By then, the cafeteria was in complete chaos.
Jin Hu squatted on the stool, his expression solemn.
"The fact that there is a woman in Brother Mo's room must not be known to Miss. You all keep your mouths shut. If Zhao Ji and his men find out, Brother Mo's future will be over."
Amidst a chorus of echoes, Zhang Po raised his proud head and pondered, "The woman's voice I just heard sounded like a young lady from a wealthy family."
"Really?" Everyone turned to look.
Jin Hu emphasized, "This is crucial intelligence; it cannot be wrong."
"It does look like her, it really does." Zhang Po felt a little uneasy under everyone's gaze. "But she only said one sentence, so I'm not sure."
“Surveillance footage.” Jin Hu pointed at Zhang Po. “Don’t you have surveillance footage on your phone? Take a look.”
Zhang Po pulled out the surveillance footage, shaking his head as he watched, "No, there isn't any."
A person nearby harbored a glimmer of hope, "Even if there isn't one, we can't be sure it's not the young lady. We only have surveillance cameras at the front door, but not at the back."
"Yes, the car."
As Jin Hu spoke, several people ran towards the window, cheering excitedly: "Yes, the car that the young lady usually drives is there."
Zhang Po cautiously asked again, "It wasn't driven back by Brother Mo, was it?"
“No!” a young man who had returned said definitively, “I saw Brother Mo come back yesterday, and he wasn’t driving that car.”
"Thank goodness, thank goodness, it was just a false alarm." Zhang Po reassured himself.
"That's great!" Jin Hu slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed excitedly, "Our Brother Mo is going to ascend to heaven!"
Zhang Pozhen's ears hurt, and he said with disdain, "What's all the fuss about? Everyone knows them, what's so strange about it?"
“You don’t understand.” Jin Hu beckoned everyone to gather around. “Before, it was our Brother Mo who went to the young lady’s place, that was called marrying into the family; now, it’s the young lady who comes to our Brother Mo, what do you call that?”
"What's your name?" everyone asked earnestly.
“That’s called marrying down,” Jin Hu emphasized confidently. “How can that be the same?”
"no the same!"
"They are different."
"What's different?"
Amidst the chorus of responses—some understanding, some confused, but all unified—Mo Huaixing's deep voice rang out. Everyone turned to look and saw their boss leading their young mistress in.
Handsome men and beautiful women, envied by all.
Jin Hu jumped off the stool quickly. His extreme excitement made him a little confused. He shouted loudly, "Hello, Brother Mo! Hello, Sister-in-law Mo!"
The cafeteria was completely silent.
Zhang Po, ever the righteous one, slapped Jin Hu on the back of the head and pleaded, "Miss, he's had a little to drink, please don't take it to heart."
Gan Tang's cheeks flushed slightly. "It sounds nice, you can say it."
After saying that, he sat down.
"Yes, Sister Mo." Jin Hu scurried off to get his food.
Mo Huaixing sat down next to her, gesturing for Zhang Po to sit as well. "What is it?"
Zhang Po said in a low voice, "The people have been brought back."
Mo Huaixing nodded, "Keep a close eye on it, it will be very useful in the future."
"yes!"
After finishing their meal, Gan Tang and Mo Huaixing left the club together. Downstairs, Gan Tang got into the passenger seat of Mo Huaixing's car, and seeing that no one was around, pointed to the stereo.
Mo Huaixing nodded, "He can speak."
Gan Tang asked, "Who were you just talking about?"
“Pang Wei, the person who colluded with He Zhong to spread your photos, I used a trick to hide him.”
"Then tell Dad right away!" Gan Tang said excitedly. "It'll be a good opportunity to get rid of He Zhong. He promised me he would tear the person who harmed me to pieces."
Mo Huaixing said, "So much time has passed since this happened. Although he is angry, he wouldn't go so far as to kill his brothers who have gone through thick and thin with him. If we can't kill them with one blow, we should be cautious."
He hasn't found the right opportunity yet.
Gan Tang said "Oh," and then asked, "What are you busy with now? I never see you all day."
“Someone from abroad came, and he smelled strongly of chemicals.” Mo Huaixing’s head ached just thinking about that person. “Mr. Fu not only made me protect him, but also made me obey his orders. He messed with me dozens of times a month, bringing me a bunch of chemicals, half of which were contraband.”
Gan Tang asked curiously, "Why would he want to see someone who studies chemistry?"
Mo Huaixing analyzed: "Since his teacher passed away, his success rate in transporting goods across the border has greatly decreased, but he is not in a hurry, has not taken any remedial measures, and has even slowed down. This is not like his style, unless he can get the goods in China."
Gan Tang suddenly realized: "That person is a drug manufacturer?"
Mo Huaixing nodded, "We still don't know how potent the poison he made is."
Gan Tang asked, "What do you want to do?"
Mo Huaixing shook his head, "I don't know yet. If we can use someone else to do the dirty work, that would be best."
"Which knife? He Zhong's?" Gan Tang looked intently at Mo Huaixing. "I've disliked him for a long time. If it weren't for him, my father wouldn't have become a vegetable."
Mo Huaixing grasped her hand: "Boss, it's good, but your requirements are a bit high, and my abilities are limited."
But the more Gan Tang thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. If she could get rid of Fu Yuanshan's right-hand men, things would go much more smoothly in the future.
Gan Tang thought of Lin Shuang and quickly asked the car to stop. "I have something to do and it's not on your way. You can take me back and I'll drive myself."
What could you possibly want?
"Who do you think you are? Dare to make a bet? Maybe I can sharpen this knife for you." Under Mo Huaixing's questioning gaze, the car drove back to the clubhouse, and Gan Tang smugly closed the car door.
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