Chapter 708: A Rumor These Three Years

Tang Mo’er glanced at him and retracted her gaze.

“Everyone, come and see who is this? It’s been three years and our Beauty Tang is finally back!” the President exclaimed.

Everyone’s gazes were riveted on Beauty Tang. “It’s really Beauty Tang. Beauty Tang, after you left, these three years have been really cold and lonely. Without you, the entertainment industry is not as exciting now.”

“That’s right. Beauty Tang, look at the beauties beside us. They have just become popular, but they are nothing compared to you.”

“Beauty Tang, it’s been three years since we last saw you, and you are getting more and more beautiful.”

The presidents were speaking heartfelt words. Three years ago, Tang Mo’er, Lin Shiyu and Gu An’an disappeared one after another. The three top beauties in the entertainment industry were all gone and these men did not have any more eye candy to ogle at.

There were many more newcomers in the entertainment industry these three years, and many of them were ravishing beauties, but they paled starkly in comparison with Tang Mo’er, who was once the most famous artistes in Karghalik and the object of sexual desire of all the men.

Since Tang Mo’er had returned, things were going to be exciting again.

“Beauty Tang, come over and drink with us.” A president pulled Tang Mo’er over.

But at this moment, there was a glare directed at the president and he froze.

The president glanced sideways and saw that the man sitting on the Master seat was smoking away. His deep and narrow eyes peered through the smoke and landed on him. His gaze was piercing, vicious and frosty.

Gu Mohan’s mere glance can make one’s hair stand on end.

Sensing the danger he was in, the president promptly released Tang Mo’er and did not dare to touch her. There was a rumor going on these three years that Tang Mo’er had dumped Gu Mohan!

Was it true?

Tang Mo’er’s delicate face remained impassive as she looked at the men in the room. “I can’t drink. I can only drink a glass.”

“Ha ha ha. Alright, Beauty Tang, we won’t make things difficult for you too. You take this glass of wine and toast the richest man over here. If he accepts your toast, we will let you go.”

The richest man? All the men here were loaded. Who was the richest here?

Going according to the seating arrangements, she speculated that the man sitting on the Master seat was the richest.

Everyone’s seating arrangements had been arranged beforehand, just like how the artistes in the entertainment industry had been classed according to their talents and popularity.

Tang Mo’er wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, and so she walked over to Gu Mohan.

“Ha ha.” A president laughed uproariously. “Beauty Tang, we have not told you who is the richest man here and you managed to identify him yourself. People say that women have an inborn gravitation towards rich men, and so this is indeed true!”

“Beauty Tang, currently half of the land in Capital belongs to President Gu. As the founder of the C.T Corporation, President Gu controls the whole of Capital’s economy. He has no lack of money.”…

Upon hearing those presidents’ words, Tang Mo’er raised her lustrous eyes and looked at the man, only to find that the man was also looking at her.

Gu Mohan did not shift from his position. He was still smoking nonchalantly, his handsome and mature face was shrouded in the darkness and his lips curved slightly.

For some strange reason, he seemed to be silently mocking her. It was akin to a stronger person sizing up and looking down upon the weaker one.

Tang Mo’er smiled indifferently. “President Gu, I’ll toast you. I’ll toast… to your riches.”

Gu Mohan did not budge, refusing to receive her wine.

Tang Mo’er’s hand, which was holding the wine glass, froze in mid-air.

She knew he had done it intentionally.

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If he did not accept her wine, she would not be able to leave.

“President Gu, you are playing me.”

Gu Mohan moved a little. He hunched his body and stubbed his cigarette in the ashtray before dangling the cigarette stick onto his lips again. He laughed in a low voice. “Miss Tang, have you misunderstood the word “playing”? Firstly, I haven’t kissed you. Secondly, I haven’t touch you. Thirdly, I haven’t bedded you. I merely took two puffs. How have I played you?”

“…”

At this moment, the presidents laughed and chimed in-

“Beauty Tang, our President Gu has never accepted the wine that women offer to him.”

“That’s right. Our President Gu’s private life is very clean. He does not have any woman at all.”

“Those women in Capital are crazy over President Gu, but President Gu pays no attention to them.”…

Upon hearing these words, Tang Mo’er tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and looked at Gu Mohan. “And so?” A sneering smile played on her red lips. “President Gu, are they telling me that… you are impotent or that you have gay tendencies?”

The Presidents at the venue, “…”

Everyone looked at Tang Mo’er in shock. This woman… what was she thinking?

They were complimenting President Gu, but how did she interpret it as him being impotent or gay?

Though it was true that rumors had been surfacing these three years that Gu Mohan was either impotent or had gay tendencies.

After all, he had not had any woman beside him these three years and merely spent his days raising his son. This did not seem normal for a man of his caliber and standing.

A thirty-three-year-old man was in the prime of his youth. It was unbelievable that he did not have any physical desires at all.

The crowd collectively thought, ‘President Gu, we did not say these. Only your woman would dare to say such a thing.’

“If a man in his twenties does not have any woman, one can explain that he’s probably pure and innocent. President Gu, you look to be in your thirties and you don’t have a woman by your side. I’ll suggest for you to fork out your money in seeking treatment and enjoy your sexual life.” Tang Mo’er’s soft voice was firm and forceful, and her exquisite features were gleaming coldly.

Gu Mohan stopped puffing on his cigar. He looked at the woman in front of him. How dare she?

How dare she?

She really did dare to do so!

He grasped her slender wrist and pulled her over.

The glass of wine fell onto the carpet. Tang Mo’er was pulled over and her delicate body fell, her face landing on a particular area.

She promptly struggled and wriggled her face in an attempt to get up.

At this moment, a large hand held the back of her head to stop her wriggling. “Stop moving.”

Tang Mo’er froze. She suddenly realized where her face had landed.

She wanted to raise her head but his long fingers held her exquisite chin and forced her to look up. Her vision was filled with the man’s mature and handsome face. He narrowed his eyes and said mercilessly, “You really know how to fall at the right place. Are you that lustful?”

She fell at the right place?

She was lustful?

“…”

Tang Mo’er felt a rush of blood to her head. This man was absolutely the most perverted and shameless man she had ever met.

Her impression of this man was extremely atrocious.

Pushing him away forcefully with her fair hands, she stood up, turned around and exited the luxurious private room.

…

After Tang Mo’er left, there was an eerie silence in the luxurious private room.