Mo Zhaoyun bent his finger and scratched Gong Wan’er's nose, then smiled and said: "Alright, but you can't eat too much, I'm afraid you might eat yourself."

"I know, it's hard to eat too much tonight." Gong Wan’er was already very happy to be able to go to the Night Market to eat.

Gong Wan’er had only just finished eating a piece of dessert when someone came over with a cup of wine to greet Mo Zhaoyun. Gong Wan’er was helpless, he could only reveal a smile, and gracefully hooked his arm with Mo Zhaoyun's as he stood beside him.

When he looked around, he actually saw someone he wasn't familiar with.

"What's wrong?"

The person who had greeted Mo Zhaoyun had already left. He followed Gong Wan’er's gaze and frowned slightly: "That is Chen Chen's wife."

"Chen Chen actually brought his wife to tonight's banquet. I thought he would bring that plastic surgery guy, Little San!" After knowing that the woman beside Chen Chen was her wife, Gong Wan’er was slightly shocked.

Mo Zhaoyun also did not see Chen Chen's character into Mo Zhaoyun's eyes, and explained lightly: "This kind of formal occasion, Chen Chen's identity was never enough, if he brought his mistress out, I'm afraid that he would be the one making a joke."

Sometimes, I really don't understand you guys, if you dislike the fact that your wife isn't good-looking, then at least you have a reason to hide your shame, but when Chen Chen Chen's wife is beautiful like a jade, Chen Chen would rather be with cosmetic woman that reeks of dust, I really don't understand what he is thinking, his eyes are too strange!

Gong Wan’er had thought that Chen Chen Chen's wife was a yellow faced female like a housewife, but she did not think that not only did she look like a little babyface, her temperament was also very good, and was much stronger than cosmetic woman.

"Wife." Mo Zhaoyun reminded lightly: "Don't confuse your husband with another man!"

Gong Wan’er was startled, he looked at Mo Zhaoyun's face which had obviously darkened, and immediately giggled: "I didn't say anything about you, I'm talking about those men who went back on their ways, my husband wouldn't do that, right?"

"Yes." Mo Zhaoyun's expression was normal, but somehow, Gong Wan’er felt like she was being taught a lesson, "Wife, it's good that you can remember this."

Gong Wan’er laughed awkwardly, then moved closer to Mo Zhaoyun and softly said: "I remember, hubby don't be so stingy, it wasn't on purpose."

"Yes." Mo Zhaoyun replied indifferently, he turned around and took another piece of dessert and gave it to Gong Wan’er, "I'm hungry, let's eat another piece."

"Thank you, husband." Gong Wan’er received it with a smile. If it wasn't for the circumstances, she would have definitely threw herself at Mo Zhaoyun and gave him a big kiss.

Chen Chen pulled his wife Xue Qian closer to him, and greeted Mo Zhaoyun with a polite attitude: "Boss Mo, long time no see."

Mo Zhaoyun raised his cup indifferently: "Boss Chen."

"I met Mrs. Mo in the afternoon and had a misunderstanding with him." Chen Chen smiled slightly, with an apologetic expression: "Originally I wanted to apologize to Mrs. Mo, but Mrs. Mo left me because he had matters to attend to."

After Gong Wan’er came back, she had already told him about what had happened. When Mo Zhaoyun heard Chen Chen mention it again, although he was not surprised, but a little displeased was born.

Hearing Chen Chen's shameless words, Gong Wan’er glanced at Chen Chen, and then glanced at Chen Chen's wife Jiang Qing's face, feeling annoyed.

"Has Boss Chen always been this secretive?" The corner of Gong Wan’er's mouth hooked into a cold smile, he turned around and put down the dining table in his hand, turned around and glanced at Chen Chen, then said slowly: "I did not misunderstand, and the misunderstood is my friend and Boss Chen's female friend."

Being humiliated, Chen Chen's face was somewhat ugly, but in the end, he still took into consideration the circumstances and forcefully endured it. With a smile, he directly changed the topic: "Boss Mo is now really different from before, treating Mrs. Mo is so good that many people envy his."

Towards Chen Chen's ambiguous words, Mo Zhaoyun did not even have the mood to care about it. He perfunctorily raised his eyebrows and gave an "En" that could not be denied, clearly showing that he no longer had any desire to continue the conversation, and his intention to reject them was extremely obvious.

Although Chen Chen wanted to make Mo Zhaoyun feel bad, he had to restrain himself from doing it on Zhang Dong's birthday.

On the other hand, Chen Chen's wife Xue Qian occasionally looked at Gong Wan’er with a strange gaze, as though she was looking at Gong Wan’er with some pity, causing Gong Wan’er to be at a loss, and even find it funny.

The one who was clearly unfaithful to her husband, Xue Qian, how did he actually make her feel sympathy for him?

But Gong Wan’er did not investigate further, following Chen Chen and Xue Qian's departure, she threw this matter to the back of her mind.

"Look..." Gong Wan’er suddenly tugged on Mo Zhaoyun's clothes, his eyes looking towards a certain corner of the hall, and asked softly: "That Zhang Dong, why do I feel like he's always looking this way, is he looking at you?"

Mo Zhaoyun's expression remained indifferent as he glanced at the crisscrossing lights in the banquet hall, and said indifferently: "The reason he's paving the way for my son, is to introduce him to the boss, the relationship between Mohist and Golden Age can't be considered bad, and can be considered to be a big client. This old fox has his eyes on me since a long time ago."

After Gong Wan’er ate two pieces of cake, he was no longer hungry, and upon hearing Mo Zhaoyun's words, he turned serious and asked: "Then we need to go greet them, since they are both part of a business together."

"No need, he'll find him himself." Mo Zhaoyun did not have any feelings for someone like the Zhang Dong, nor did he have the intention to befriend him, so he would naturally not rush over to befriend him. Even if he came to the banquet today, it was only for the sake of cooperation, it did not have much relationship with the Zhang Dong himself.

"Oh." Gong Wan’er did not understand this, but since Mo Zhaoyun had already said so, she will follow along with it.

"Aren't I hungry? I need to eat something else." To Mo Zhaoyun, it was more important to feed his wife right now. Zhang Dong would always stand on the side.

Gong Wan’er looked at the delicious seafood on the table, then touched his stomach, and said with a bitter face: "If you continue to eat, your stomach will swell up, and it will be very ugly."

Gong Wan’er did not want to embarrass Mo Zhaoyun by being greedy, not to mention that the banquet had already started for a long time, and she was the only one who had actually eaten at the dining table.

"Eh, ChenChen even received an invitation, but why hasn't my father received it yet?" Gong Wan’er suddenly thought of this question, and asked while frowning.

"Maybe Dad just didn't come." Mo Zhaoyun had forgotten about this matter, but he did not care much about it.

"I'll call back and ask later." Gong Wan’er obviously placed this matter at heart. There were many people who came to today's banquet, how could his father not know?

Worry leaked out of Gong Wan’er's eyes, and he comforted her in a low voice while hugging her waist: "Don't worry, Daddy was probably in trouble."

"I'm fine." Gong Wan’er smiled at Mo Zhaoyun. Seemingly because of the matter of Gong Jiande going to jail previously, she was unconsciously worrying about her father, afraid that something bad would happen to him again.

In the end, he was still a bit worried.

"Let's go." Mo Zhaoyun looked at Zhang Dong who was looking over from time to time, and holding Gong Wan’er's hand, he walked into the competition grounds, and said to her in a low voice: "I'll go out with you to call Dad in a while, don't worry, if something happens, Jianuo will call you too."

Hearing Mo Zhaoyun's words, Gong Wan’er suddenly woke up from his misdemeanor. If anything had happened to his father, he would have already called him.

After realizing that he was just blindly worrying, Gong Wan’er felt a little embarrassed and smiled to Mo Zhaoyun, trying to curry favor with him.

The two of them held hands and walked into the crowd. Mo Zhaoyun stopped occasionally to talk with someone, and Gong Wan’er only needed to follow behind him with a smile on her face.

"Boss Mo." Zhang Dong brought a pair of children with him as he walked over and greeted them with a smile, "I heard that Boss Mo got married a while ago and didn't come out to congratulate you personally. Don't take offense."

The smile on Mo Zhaoyun's lips held a hint of estrangement, and his eyes that looked at Zhang Dong also revealed a little carelessness, "It's alright, it's the same for congratulating me right now."

Mo Zhaoyun only gave an invitation to Sheng Shi's CEO, the Zhang family did not have it, but Zhang Dong had brought it up, and it seemed that he had other intentions.

Gong Wan’er didn't like the tone Zhang Dong spoke with. He always felt that half of the words he said were left out, and Zhang Dong's sons and daughters also looked extremely arrogant. They also looked at Mo Zhaoyun with a bit of hostility.

It was completely baffling.

Gong Wan’er was unhappy in his heart, but he did not express it. He lowered his eyes, not wanting to see the vexing look on Zhang Dong and his son's faces again.

"Hehe, Boss Mo is young and capable, your dad, your company, can be considered relieved now that it's in your hands. Unlike me, an old man, your children are not as ambitious as Boss Mo!" The Zhang Dong had always been smiling merrily, like a kind old man, but the light that occasionally flashed in his eyes didn't make anyone dare to look down on him.

"Zhang Dong is getting serious." Mo Zhaoyun listened to her words, and regardless of whether he was sincere or false, he did not take it to heart, but just now he sensed his wife's emotional changes, and quietly lowered his eyes. Seeing her cold expression, he knew that she did not like the Zhang Family, and did not have the intention to exchange greetings.

Without waiting for Mo Zhaoyun to speak, Zhang Dong's gaze suddenly fell on Gong Wan’er, his eyes becoming even more affectionate, "I heard that Mrs. Mo is the daughter of the Palace Head?"

Gong Wan’er slightly raised his gaze, as the corner of his mouth hooked up into a faint smile, "Yes."

"He's also a good child." Zhang Dong said in a familiar tone: "I sent an invitation to your father, but I don't know why he didn't come.

Hearing Zhang Dong say that his father had gifted him a congratulatory gift, Gong Wan’er became even more at ease, thinking that something had truly gotten in his way and he was unable to come.

"My father might be in a hurry, I hope Zhang Dong can forgive me." Gong Wan’er revealed an apologetic smile.

"It doesn't matter, since you've come the same as your father."

The Zhang Dong was obviously very tactful. Looking at Mo Zhaoyun and Gong Wan’er, it was as if they were looking at their own juniors for a long time. After greeting each other for a long time, they also planned to officially enter the main topic.