Mo Xiuhan looked at this comment and his eyes suddenly changed.

Before she could react, several comments from other executives of Mo Corporation appeared under An Qi's comment.

Xiao Zhang: Wow, An Qi, you went to the disco with the CEO’s wife!

Xiao Zhao: An Qi, you are worthy of being the celebrity next to the CEO’s wife. You guys had a lot of fun together!

Xiao Wang: Our Mrs. Mo’s dance is very graceful. She can wave the flowers very well.

When Mo Xiuhan saw this, his pair of deep black phoenix eyes turned completely gloomy.

Just swipe your finger to open Angel's video.

You won’t know if you don’t open it, but when you open it, you will see a pretty and pretty girl surrounded by several tall men, with her hands raised above her head, her slender body twisting wildly, and a bright and flowery smile on her face.

The light flickered on and off, hitting the girl's face, and you could see how happy she was through the screen.

Mo Xiuhan just watched the video intently.

The more he looked at it, the tighter the hand holding the phone became.

On a handsome and cold face, the thin lips were pressed into a tight line.

He was separated from her all day long and thought about her all the time. Without her by his side, he didn't even have the appetite for today's dinner.

And she——

She didn't answer the phone, didn't reply to the messages, and she was dancing outside?

Still jumping so happily?

Is this to celebrate his business trip?

Looking at the group of men around 180 and above who were surrounded by the little girl, the aura on Mo Xiuhan's body became colder and colder.

The indoor air-conditioning temperature showed 24 degrees, but the entire presidential suite felt like an ice cellar, too cold to be popular.

Mo Xiuhan kept staring at the screen of his phone for who knows how long before exiting the video.

At this moment, there are several more comments under An Qi’s video.

And Mo Xiuhan actually saw Chi Rong's.

Yongsuke: Everyone has misunderstood. This is not the CEO’s wife, she just looks similar to the CEO’s wife. Let’s all disperse.

There are still many questions under Chi Rong's comments, but Chi Rong has not replied.

And An Qi never responded.

Mo Xiuhan looked at Chi Rong's comment, and a cold smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

Look alike?

So what happened to Gu Qingqing next to her?

Mo Xiuhan logged out of WeChat and dialed Chi Yi's number directly.

The phone rang twice before Chi Yi answered: "Second Master, do you have any instructions?"

"Now, immediately, prepare a private jet for me."

"What?" Chi Yi's voice changed: "Now prepare a private jet? Second Master, where are you flying?"

"Z country."

"You want to go back? Second Master, we have another one tomorrow morning..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Yes, I'll get ready immediately."

As soon as Chi Rong finished speaking, Mo Xiuhan hung up the phone.

Just as I hung up the phone, a message came over my phone.

Mo Xiuhan took a look and saw that it belonged to Fu Jingshen.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly and he clicked on the message.

Fu Jingshen: [Tell your Su Qi to send Gu Qingqing back to me as soon as possible! It’s taken so long to have a meal.]

Have a meal?

Mo Xiuhan looked at the message, pondered for a few seconds, logged into WeChat again, clicked on Moments, and saved An Qi's video.

Then he clicked on Fu Jingshen's number, added the video and sent it directly.

After sending it, I never received a reply.

At this moment, the Mohist Manor.

Chi Rong had just washed up and lay down after work. He checked his WeChat Moments and immediately jumped out of bed.

After commenting on Angel, he frantically called Angel again.
Chapter completed!