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Chapter 409 is about soulmates



Chapter 409 is about soulmates

Hearing this, Mo Mo's eyes lit up.

Damn it, that's her favorite!

Isn't this just luring her to her death?

The next moment, she couldn't help but ask, "Can I really touch it?"

“Of course,” Jia Buxiu said with certainty.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Mo actually started doing it, without being coy or ashamed at all.

He reached through Jia Buxiu's suit jacket to feel the fabric of his shirt underneath.

Upon touching it, their eyes lit up even more, and they couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!"

"It really exists, and it's very hard, with distinct chunks!"

Jia Buxiu smugly said, "Right, right? Do you like it?"

Mo Mo nodded, "That's really good."

Suddenly, the two seemed to forget that they were at a star-studded charity gala with a huge crowd.

The people sitting behind them were speechless.

Okay, it's confirmed!

These two are definitely together.

The matter on that Weibo post a few days ago doesn't need further confirmation.

They were touching each other in public, and one of them even reached into Jia Buxiu's suit jacket.

He touched his abs with his hands, both above and below.

Please, she's a female celebrity, and a Best Actress at that.

Which celebrity present wasn't sitting properly and upright in their seat?

She desperately wanted to keep her distance from the opposite sex next door to show that she was a pure and innocent girl, so how could Jia Buxiu and Mo Mo not be together?

There were quite a few reporters present, and the interaction between the two quickly became the top headline, topping the charts.

Meanwhile, at Youju.

Song Beiyou lay on the bed, while Duan Yao handled the official business brought by Yan Li at the desk next to the bed.

It was a bit cold outside, and light snowflakes were falling.

However, in order to allow for air circulation, Duan Yao still opened the window a small crack.

A slight cool breeze blew in, and he put down his work, walked to the bedside, and carefully tucked the blanket around Song Beiyou.

He touched her hand again to see if it was cold.

It's alright, it's quite warm.

This proves that he has taken good care of Song Beiyou over the past year.

These past two days, or perhaps it's just my imagination, Song Beiyou's complexion has noticeably become rosier.

It's not that I've gained weight or lost my figure; it's that my blood and energy are becoming increasingly healthy.

Whether it was due to the weather, a misperception, or something else Duan Yao couldn't explain, he didn't know.

Anyway, it's pretty good.

Many people outside know that Song Beiyou is currently bedridden and unconscious, and they also know that Duan Yao has stepped down from the front lines, especially the shareholders of the Duan Group.

They would talk about this and that in private.

He said that one day Duan Yao would get tired of Song Beiyou in her hospital bed, and one day he would abandon her because he didn't want to take care of her anymore.

At first, Duan Yao would get angry.

Because of this, Yan Li will be given the opportunity to deal with these gossipy people, whether openly or secretly.

But over time, it faded away.

They are not him; they don't understand what Song Beiyou means to him.

Song Beiyou is a salvation, a spiritual sustenance, and a soulmate.

He was thankful that Song Beiyou was still alive and grateful that she could still breathe; otherwise, Duan Yao wouldn't know what to do.

He placed her warm hand under the covers and tucked the blankets in.

I only get up when I'm satisfied with the work, check the time, and if I want to finish the rest of the work, I go back to bed and sleep.

However, just as he turned halfway around, his steps suddenly stopped.

For no other reason than that I seemed to have seen Song Beiyou open his eyes in the blink of an eye, though I don't know if it was just my imagination.

Fearing it might be a misperception, Duan Yao hesitated to turn his head again.

Even though he's a business tycoon, his heart was pounding with nervousness at a time like this.

After taking a few deep breaths, I dared to slowly turn around.

I hope what I just saw wasn't an illusion.

However, when she turned around and saw that Song Beiyou's eyes were still tightly closed, she realized that it had really been an illusion.

Duan Yao couldn't help but give a wry smile.

There was some disappointment, but not much.

I guess I've gotten used to it, since this isn't the first time I've had this illusion in the past year and a half.

Sometimes it happens in dreams, sometimes in a daze, sometimes it just comes to mind as I'm looking around.

......

Duan Yao understood that what one thinks about during the day will become one's thoughts at night.

He returned to his desk, glanced at Song Beiyou on the bed, and continued working on the unfinished tasks.

Just then, Yan Li dialed the phone.

Duan Yao answered the call and said, "Speak."

Yan Li said, "Third Master, while you were away from the conglomerate, several branches took the opportunity to amass wealth. Tonight, during an audit, we discovered that a project payment had been embezzled by Duan Gao."

The approximate amount is thirty million.

Thirty million is not a large sum for the Duan family conglomerate, but just because it's not a large sum doesn't mean it doesn't need to be dealt with.

They were only trying to swindle money from the Duan family because they were unhappy with Duan Yu's temporary rise to power while Duan Yao was away.

They're all really risking their lives.

Everyone thought that their Master Duan had really stopped taking care of things.

Duan Yao never had much of an opinion on this kind of thing, he just frowned slightly and said, "Let Duan Yu handle it."

Upon hearing this, Yan Li quickly said, "Third Master, Young Master Duan has indeed been working very hard lately and has become much more familiar with the various affairs of the conglomerate."

However, compared to those seasoned veterans, he was still quite naive.

Upon hearing this, Duan Yao scoffed, "You're already 22 and still so immature?"

Let him handle it himself; we'll talk to him if he can't handle it well.

22 years old is not young at all for Duan Yao. When he was 22, the Duan Group was at its peak under his management.

Duan Yu was far more fortunate than Duan Yu, who hadn't gone through the struggles with the collateral branches of the Duan family.

Like children in a greenhouse, they can't withstand any hardship.

As the only child left in this world by Duan Yao's elder brother and sister-in-law, it is his duty as the uncle to nurture and train him.

When he really can't handle it anymore, he will definitely lend a hand.

Yan Li understood Duan Yao's meaning. "Okay, don't worry, Third Master. I'll let you know as soon as anything happens."

......

Meanwhile, the charity gala was drawing to a close.

There will be a cocktail party after the evening party.

Those who are willing should participate actively, and those who are unwilling should just go through the motions.

Mo Mo, Jia Buxiu, Duan Yu, and Qin Shuyao were just there for the show.

However, how could the journalists let them off the hook and allow them to simply go through the motions?

The journalists agreed, but many of their colleagues present disagreed.

They were all gossiping and jealous, eager to find out what was really going on.

Many others were also jealous, speaking sarcastically as they passed by Mo Mo, implying that Mo Mo had no right to be there.

All the spotlights seemed to be shining on Mo Mo and Jia Buxiu.

Everyone seemed to be surrounding the two of them in the middle.

"President Jia, Mo Mo, everyone saw your interaction; it was very intimate, so you two..."

In this situation, Mo Mo was at ease, knowing exactly what these people wanted to do.

All they want is to get firsthand information.

It's just that some competitors want to see if she, an actress, can climb up to the boss of Taisen.

Okay, that's fine with everyone.


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