Madam leg hurts please hug

Not long after the call was connected, Sister Zhang's voice came from inside, "Master?"

Gong Yumo was stunned for half a second, he thought it would be An Xiaoyue who answered the phone.

"Well." He said slowly, "I haven't finished my work at the company yet, has your wife eaten?"

Sister Zhang seemed surprised, "Master, didn't the wife go out? Didn't she tell you?"

"Going out?" Gong Yumo frowned and asked, "Where did you go?"

Miss Zhang recalled An Xiaoyue's words in the morning, and said truthfully to Gong Yumo, "When my wife had breakfast in the morning, she said that she missed Mr. An and Mrs. An, and said she would go back to live for a few days."

"Did you say anything else?" Gong Yumo asked.

"No." Sister Zhang shook her head to confirm that nothing was missed.

"Okay, I see." Gong Yumo hung up the phone, leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes in thought.

The leg disease that was not dealt with in time yesterday was now aching again. He frowned and opened the medicine box in the drawer, only to find that the painkillers inside had been used up.

He threw the medicine box into the trash can beside him, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Linran's number.

As soon as the call was connected, before the other party could speak, he said coldly, "Go to the banquet to book a room."

Zhou Linran looked at the caller suspiciously, and after confirming that the other party was Gong Yumo, he asked, "Banquet? Is there any big client who wants to meet at the bar so late?"

"No." Gong Yumo replied concisely, "Just me, and you."

Zhou Linran jumped up from the sofa and shouted in surprise, "Mr. Mo is going to the bar?! Did I hear correctly!"

Gong Yumo actually wants to go to the bar!
This is probably an anecdote in the world!

In Zhou Linran's cognition, there are two places he never goes to Gong Yumo, one is not going to bars, and the other is not going to nightclubs.

Mr. Mo, who has always guarded himself like a jade, never liked the places that surrounded Yingying and Yanyan. He either found it noisy or chaotic.

Even if they were entertaining important clients, they would be arranged in a high-end place like the State Guest House. If some clients liked to talk in bars, Gong Yumo would generally not accompany them, so the errands would naturally fall to him, Zhou Linran.

Gong Yumo's face was full of impatience, "Why are you talking so much nonsense! Are you going or not?"

"Then of course I'm going! I'll risk my life to accompany the gentleman!" Zhou Linran hung up the phone and was about to change his shoes and go out.

Hearing the sound, Zhou Linxia walked to the stairs and asked, "Brother, why are you going so late?"

Zhou Linran raised the phone in Yang's hand, and said with a smile, "Night Banquet!"

Hearing these two words, Zhou Linxia frowned unhappily, "Can you stop going to this kind of romantic place all day long, the women there are so messed up, if parents know, they will definitely not forgive you You see, brother Yu Mo never goes to that kind of place, can you learn from him?"

Zhou Linran innocently poked the phone with his finger, "You were the one who asked me to go."

"Huh?" Zhou Linxia looked in disbelief.

Zhou Linran didn't have time to appreciate her star-chasing appearance, so she got into the car in three or two steps, and then galloped away.

Different from the colorful music and crowded atmosphere outside, the VIP room of the banquet was very quiet. As far as the decoration design and lighting were concerned, it was not obvious that this was a bar at all, but it looked like a five-star hotel suite.

In front of the huge semi-curved sofa is a black marble tea table, which is filled with various wines, large and small.

Zhou Linran looked in surprise at the uncapped wine in front of him, his temples throbbed, "Mo, President Mo, are you calling these?"

The black suit was thrown aside the sofa, the tie was torn off casually, and two shirt collar buttons were unbuttoned.

Gong Yumo leaned lazily on the sofa, turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "Please."

Zhou Linran picked up a bottle of wine, raised his head, took a sip, and said with a smile, "We have known each other for more than [-] years. This is the first time I see you drinking in this kind of place. What happened? What happened?"

"Drink as long as you drink, don't ask me what you have." Gong Yumo seemed a little displeased with his question.

He picked up the wine bottle and touched the bottle in Zhou Linran's hand, making a crisp sound of glass colliding, then raised his head and took a few gulps.

Zhou Linran looked at him and shook his head helplessly. If he said nothing happened, he would not believe it.

"President Mo, I don't know if I should say something or not."

"What?" Gong Yumo folded his legs gracefully, squinting at him.

"You look like a discarded dog." When the words came to his lips, Zhou Linran looked at his face, and after making sure that he would not be beaten, he uttered a word, "Dog."

Gong Yumo's face turned livid immediately, and he resisted the urge to beat him up, "Why are you more poisonous than An Xiaoyue's mouth?"

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, and just as he uttered the three words inadvertently, he suddenly froze.

An Xiaoyue.
The image of her telling him about divorce with red eyes appeared in front of her eyes again.

Thinking of this, he actually felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

So he raised his head and took a few sips of wine to relieve the boredom in his heart.

"I figured out why you broke the precept to drink today." Zhou Linran stared at his dazed look, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Dignified Mr. Mo, did you fall into a fight with Mrs. Mo?"

Maybe it was on his mind, Gong Yumo didn't speak, just stared down at the rows of wine bottles on the table.

After a long time, he opened his thin lips and said slowly, "Have you ever tasted the taste of being deceived?"

Then he added, "People who are very close, very close, people you never doubt."

"Are you referring to An Xiaoyue?" Zhou Linran smiled, and asked, "I'm curious, what kind of crazy person like An Xiaoyue would lie to you."

What are you lying to him for?
Gong Yumo squinted his eyes and thought for a while, does emotion count?
"Money? Or feelings?" Zhou Linran said with a smile, "I am not on your side as a brother, I am just purely curious."

"What if there are all of them?" Gong Yumo spit out these words lightly.

Zhou Linran laughed, put down the wine bottle in his hand, and clapped his hands repeatedly.

Gong Yumo looked at him suspiciously, wondering what the hell he was doing.

Zhou Linran said with a smile, "Give an applause to An Xiaoyue, I never thought that she is such an excellent actor, and she actually made a fool of our dignified President Mo. She should really be awarded a young artist trophy!"

Gong Yumo's eyes were full of anger, "I'm not telling you this to hear you tease me."

Zhou Linran shrugged and continued to smile, "I'm not teasing, I'm telling the truth."

"You think, you and An Xiaoyue have been together day and night for four years and have been married for three years. When you are lying on the hospital bed and can't even move, An Xiaoyue can still take care of you in every detail."

"After getting married, she took care of you by your bedside for three years. If these are all fake, I have to admire An Xiaoyue for being a talented actress!"