Tang Song was utterly shocked, followed by a raging anger.
He rushed forward and grabbed him by the collar, grinding his teeth as he said, "You beast! You got her pregnant and then abandoned her, didn’t you! Gu Yixuan, you can hurt anyone, but you can’t hurt Mo Ran! She’s a good girl, to hurt her , you’re worse than an animal!"
Gu Yixuan’s face darkened as he shoved him away forcefully, straightening his clothes before speaking indifferently, "What have I done to her? Tang Song, don’t think that only you can protect Mo Ran. I know how to treat my woman. Also, I’m warning you again—she’s mine. You’d better stay away from her. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude to you!"
Tang Song was not afraid of him at all. "Ha, what are you going to do to me? Use whatever means you have. Gu Yixuan, I’m telling you, this time, I won’t let her go. I will pursue her and make her my wife! If you dare, compete with me and see who has the last laugh!"
After speaking, Tang Song angrily got into his car and drove away.
Gu Yixuan leaned against the car door, his gaze growing darker by the moment. His woman, how could she become someone else’s wife?
Not even thinking about it is allowed, let alone talking about it!
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It was a new day, and before Mo Ran could call the company, the company had already called her. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel•fire.net
"You have a client meeting today; come in early this morning."
"Okay," Mo Ran hurriedly nodded.
After getting ready, she hurried to the company, where the manager had her change into her work clothes and told her some precautions before leaving.
Mo Ran then ran to the restroom to practice her smile and manners in the mirror, hoping not to make any mistakes later.
This was absolutely terrible; she should have practiced all these things the day before yesterday. She really didn’t know if cramming last minute would be of any use.
However, having performed on stage often, she had developed the courage and wasn’t very nervous. Plus, as a dancer, she was very good at expressing herself with her facial expressions, so the smile she showed was definitely perfect and on point.
Looking into the mirror with a slight smile, Mo Ran nodded with satisfaction. This smile was good; she would use this smile later.
Just as she was about to leave, a female coworker ran in and said to her, "The manager is looking everywhere for you, you should hurry up. The model is already here."
Most of the clients received by the advertising company are models.