The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

As soon as Lao Mo and his wife stepped into the center of the court, they began their "performance" as if no one was around.

Lao Mo gently held his wife's hand, seemingly gently helping her adjust her grip, but his fingers inadvertently brushed across the back of her hand. The corners of his mouth raised, and he whispered something, causing his wife's cheeks to blush, and she slapped his arm coquettishly.

Sometimes they leaned close to whisper intimately, and sometimes they burst into laughter, which echoed in the empty stadium and seemed particularly harsh.

Gu Yunqian stood aside, however, although he had a smile on his face at the moment, the smile did not reach his eyes. There was a hint of helplessness and unwillingness in his eyes.

His hands hung casually at his sides, but his clenched fists betrayed his inner tension, his nails unconsciously dug into his palms, turning slightly white.

For the future of the company, he had to put aside his pride and self-esteem and place himself in this absurd farce, smiling and catering to the every move of the Lao Mo couple, just hoping to find a business opportunity.

Su Xingya, hiding in the distance, watched all this quietly, her hands tightly clasped in front of her, her knuckles slightly pale from the force.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, her eyes filled with heartache for Gu Yunqian and contempt for the scene.

She could never have imagined that Gu Yunqian, who had always been proud and confident in her mind, would be so humble in front of this couple. This made her feel an indescribable feeling in her heart, like bitter bile spreading on the tip of her tongue.

Suddenly, Old Mo stopped flirting with Mrs. Mo, raised his chin towards Gu Yunqian, and gestured in the direction of Su Xingya with his eyes.

Gu Yunqian's body stiffened. He turned his head and their eyes met Su Xingya's in the air.

At that moment, Su Xingya seemed to see deep apology and helplessness in his eyes, but more of it was unquestionable determination.

Gu Yunqian walked towards her slowly, each step was heavy and slow, as if he was dragging a heavy burden under his feet.

He stood in front of Su Xingya, looked at her deeply, and said softly: "Xingya, go and swing the club."

His voice was still gentle, but Su Xingya was keenly aware of the command hidden in it that could not be questioned.

Su Xingya's heart tightened. She understood Gu Yunqian's situation and understood the meaning in his eyes.

Although she was reluctant, she took a deep breath, quickly calmed herself down, straightened her back, stood up and followed Gu Yunqian towards the old Mo couple.

Why did I feel so sorry for this bastard just now?

You deserve it...

"Mrs. Gu, I customized this golf club for you. I hope it will bring you good luck!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of Gu Yunqian and Su Xingya froze. Su Xingya looked very embarrassed while Gu Yunqian lowered his eyes.

There was ill intention in his words. The couple had been in different camps all day. Perhaps after this sentence, the current situation could change.

Gu Yunqian handed the golf club to Su Xingya. Su Xingya stretched out her hand, and as soon as her fingers touched the golf club, she began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

"It's okay, just treat it as a game!"

Gu Yunqian's eyes were firm, and he seemed to have not changed at all compared to just now, but his words were like a reassurance that made Su Xingya concentrate immediately.

She rubbed her hands unconsciously on the club a few times, trying to relieve the tension that was surging in her heart.

She raised her head and looked at Lao Mo and his wife. Lao Mo raised his eyebrows, and a hint of disdain and provocation flashed in his eyes, as if to say, "You think you can show off your skills here?"

Mrs. Mo laughed particularly happily, and her smile seemed particularly dazzling in the sunlight. However, Su Xingya clearly saw the mockery and gloating hidden in her eyes. They were clearly waiting to see her make a fool of herself and use her as a joke in this boring game.

On the other side, Gu Yunqian’s fists were clenched tightly, veins bulged on the back of his hands, and beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

His eyes were always fixed on Su Xingya, full of tension and anticipation, as well as a hint of imperceptible worry.

He knew very well what the old Mo couple were thinking, and knew that they wanted to take this opportunity to make things difficult for Su Xingya and thus suppress him.

But he was powerless. In this delicate situation, he could only place all his hopes on Su Xingya and pray silently that she would respond calmly and not make any mistakes.

Su Xingya stood in front of the ball with her feet slightly apart, shoulder-width apart, holding the club tightly with both hands, taking a deep breath, and trying to calm herself down.

Her eyes became firm and focused, as if everything around her had ceased to exist, and the only thing left in the world was her and the white golf ball.

She bent her knees slightly, leaned back, and swung her arms naturally backwards, concentrating all her strength into this moment.

Then she swung the club violently from left to right, and the club drew a perfect arc in the air, making a whirring sound.

With a crisp sound of hitting the ball, the white ball flew away into the distance like a ignited meteor, attracting everyone's attention, drawing a beautiful parabola in the air, and finally landing far away on the lawn, splashing a small piece of grass debris.

Lao Mo, who was originally waiting to see the show, suddenly had his expression frozen, his mouth slightly opened, his eyes full of surprise and disbelief.

After a moment, he came back to his senses. The disdain and ridicule in his eyes had long disappeared, replaced by sincere surprise and admiration.

He couldn't help but clap his hands hard; the applause was particularly loud in the empty stadium, breaking the previous silence.

Mrs. Mo's smile froze on her face at that moment, and a hint of surprise and unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

The corners of his mouth that were originally upturned drooped slightly, and when he looked at Su Xingya again, his eyes became more complicated and fearful, as if to say: "I didn't expect you to have this skill."

And the tension and worry on Gu Yunqian's face behind him instantly disappeared, replaced by a face full of admiration and pampering.

There was a gleam in his eyes, an expression of love and pride that could not be hidden.

He walked quickly to Su Xingya, patted her shoulder gently, and said softly: "Wife, you are great!"

There was a slight tremor in his voice, a sign of excitement and relief.

Su Xingya turned her head and met Gu Yunqian's eyes. At that moment, she saw her own reflection in his eyes, and also saw the deep love. The haze and grievances in her heart seemed to be dispelled by this look at this moment, leaving only a trace of warmth and peace of mind...

The afternoon sun shone through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, dappling onto the long table covered with a white tablecloth in the restaurant, adding a touch of laziness and leisure to this seemingly peaceful gathering.

The crystal chandelier emits a soft and bright light, illuminating every corner of the restaurant. The exquisite tableware is neatly arranged, flashing a cold light, as if quietly waiting for a war without the smoke of gunpowder to begin.

Su Xingya sat quietly beside Gu Yunqian. She was wearing a light blue silk dress. The delicate fabric fit her figure softly, outlining her graceful curves perfectly.