After rebirth, my ex-husband fainted in tears at the crematorium

The box is antique, and every furnishing is priceless. The treasures on the treasure rack have all fetched at least seven-digit prices at auction, not to mention the calligraphy and paintings on the wall. A large round table made of red sandalwood is full of people. The dignitaries all over the capital are all prominent figures in the political and business circles of Beicheng.

Even a random cigar on the table costs tens of thousands.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a sensual dog or horse.

Mo Lingtian is sitting in the center of the main table, wearing a black silk shirt with the cuffs rolled up. His skin is between honey and wheat color, with a very healthy complexion. The exposed arm has clear texture. , the bones and veins complement each other, which is particularly charming.

There were several fair-skinned and beautiful women in cheongsam sitting on the table, one younger and more beautiful than the other, all smiling and serving the dignitaries beside them.

If I hadn't been holding my cell phone, I would have thought I was back in the evil old society.

Fu Wanzhou and I entered, and the dignitaries in the box looked sideways.

His eyes first fell on Fu Wanzhou, "Mr. Fu, no wonder I went out and waited for so long. It turns out it's better to wait for a beautiful woman."

Then I saw me next to Fu Wanzhou. The people around me looked at me carefully and exchanged glances.

In a big city like Beicheng, there is no shortage of beauties, especially big beauties.

With the rapid development of modern science and technology, there are so many artificial beauties, and beautiful women are no longer a scarce resource.

Without waiting for Fu Wanzhou to introduce, I pinched the tender flesh of my palm and turned my attention back from Mo Lingtian, "Good evening everyone, I am Gu Rou, the second-in-command of Wen's Construction."

As soon as my name was spoken, all the dignitaries in the room showed meaningful expressions.

Not afraid of death, he glanced directly at Mo Lingtian, who was in charge.

In the upper class, there are no secrets.

Besides, the matter between Mo Lingtian and me is no longer news.

"It turns out to be Mrs. Wen, please have a seat."

There was a knowledgeable old man who seemed to be an acquaintance of Fu Wanzhou, and he invited Fu Wanzhou and I to take a seat.

The originally arranged seat was next to Fu Wanzhou. Before my butt even touched the chair, a deep voice suddenly sounded out:

"There's a seat next to me."

The man sitting in the main seat had a cigar in his mouth. When he spoke, the smoke of the cigar was lingering, covering half of his face. His handsome three-dimensional face flickered in the candlelight, and half of it was softened by the fog, making it easy for people to see. His expression is unclear.

The beauties in cheongsam beside Mo Lingtian exchanged glances and moved their buttocks very wisely.

"Mrs. Wen, please take a seat."

There were more than a dozen people present and dozens of pairs of eyes, all staring at me.

I gritted my teeth and glared at Mo Lingtian. This man was sick, definitely sick, and a serious one.

Fu Wanzhou patted my back gently and signaled me not to act out of anger. My mind was as clear as a mirror, so naturally I would not fall out with Mo Lingtian here because of such a trivial matter.

I took a deep breath, moved slowly, and sat next to Mo Lingtian.

As soon as I sat down, I heard a creak.

It turned out that the man held the base of my chair and moved the chair over.

He thought it was too far away.

The dozen or so people here just looked at us.

I grabbed the cup in front of me, trying to relieve my embarrassment by drinking water. Unexpectedly, the water cup of this cheongsam beauty was filled with high-concentration liquor. I choked and coughed, and the alcohol was choked into my breath. It felt uncomfortable.

The middle-aged man next to me saw this and handed me a glass of juice. Just as I was about to take it, a hand took the glass of juice one step ahead of me.

"Drink."

The cup was brought to my lips, and I followed the knuckled hand and saw Mo Lingtian's frosty face.

If I hadn't been so uncomfortable with being choked, I would have thought this was a dream.

I raised my hand to take the cup, but Mo Lingtian didn't move and wouldn't let me take the cup.

The meaning was already obvious, let me drink the juice from his hand.

I suppressed my blush, took two sips of juice to relieve the discomfort in my throat, and pushed the cup.

"I'm ready."

The people around him immediately put away their meaningful gazes and pretended to be busy with what they were doing.

But the attention was still focused on Mo Lingtian and me.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo." I quietly sat aside, keeping a distance from him.

The man's eyes were secretive and his throat rolled twice, "What do you want to eat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter waiting next to him was very discerning and handed over the menu.

The purpose of my visit this time is not to get a meal, but to ask for help.

I randomly ordered two side dishes and said, "That's enough."

Just as the waiter was about to leave, Mo Lingtian stopped him, "Add two more dishes, glutinous rice balls and steamed pork ribs."

All are my favorite dishes.

I held my breath and glanced at Mo Lingtian quickly.

I haven't seen Mo Lingtian for a long time, but it's strange to say that I always feel that it's not as if he hasn't seen me for a long time. He doesn't look at me like he hasn't seen me for a long time, but he seems to be staring at me somewhere every day.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel my hair tingling and goosebumps on my arms.

After the waiter left, the private room was quiet for three seconds, and then became lively again.

In Nancheng, Mo Lingtian is the protagonist, but why in Beicheng, Mo Lingtian is also the protagonist.

The dignitaries in the North City were holding Mo Lingtian in their arms like stars over the moon.

Mo Lingtian listened to everything he said, his handsome face still looking cold.

I thought about the purpose of coming today, and my eyes fell on the middle-aged man beside Mo Lingtian.

He is the president of Beicheng Bank.

Seemingly noticing my gaze, the president also looked over. I was very knowledgeable, so I poured myself a glass of wine and stood up to salute the president.

There were all powerful people here, so I made a round of toasts and drank Moutai Feitian, a high-concentration liquor that no man here could bear.

When I was toasting, Mo Lingtian just stared at me with a pair of dark eyes, and clasped his fingers on the table rhythmically.

I felt dizzy in my head, probably because I hadn't drank for a long time, and I was too protective of Wen Zeyuan, so my drinking capacity was actually not as good as before.

After being helped to the lounge next door, I closed my eyes and then opened them again. I was woken up by the man's domineering and forceful kiss.

His teeth bit every inch of my tongue, causing me to gasp in pain and wake up from my drowsiness.

"Mo Lingtian!" I screamed and pushed the man in front of me away.

I was slightly drunk, and I couldn't muster any strength at all. This push had no effect. Instead, the man took his hands and pressed them on top of my head.

Mo Lingtian's hot and direct eyes looked from bottom to top, from my bulging chest to my cheek, and his free hand pinched my chin.

"Gu Rou, sometimes I really want to kill you, make you into a specimen, and put you in my room, so that I don't have to watch you and other men having sex every day, loving each other, watching him touch you, I I really want to strangle you to death with my own hands."

His grip on my chin gradually tightened.

I ignored the pain and felt a chill running down my spine.

I know he really dares to do this.