Chapter 1129: Kiss
Mu Anhan, as always, looked charming and radiant, with a flush on her cheeks.
She didn’t know how it happened, but even as an old married couple, they were experiencing the feeling of young love.
She guessed she was influenced by this man!
Gu Xiaozhan gazed at her large, flickering eyes, revealing a vulnerable and touching side.
He lowered his head and lightly kissed her eyelids.
She was so startled that she shut her eyes immediately. Her long, fan-like eyelashes were softly kissed by his lips.
Mu Anhan’s heartbeat quickened. She never expected a surprise kiss would lead to such loss of control!
Gu Xiaozhan lowered his head further to kiss her lips; it was a man kissing a woman.
His taking the initiative to kiss had significant meaning.
What he thought in his heart, he quickly followed up with action.
He kissed gently and soon pulled away.
He looked at Mu Anhan, who seemed a bit dazed: "Not enough?"
"Enough," Mu Anhan decided to call it a day.
It’s rare that this man has become more enlightened, gets jealous, takes the initiative to kiss her, and is especially attentive to her well-being. How could she demand too much?
She felt a bit embarrassed under his gaze and pulled the blanket over her head, "Good night!"
Gu Xiaozhan’s laughter came from behind her, "Good night!"
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As the year-end approached, companies were busy, and the charity sector was also gearing up for their events.
This was Pei Zhe’s first year as president, and he definitely had to pay special attention to charitable affairs.
Various enterprises responded positively to the call, donating considerable sums at charity events.
At the charity gala, drinking and chatting were inevitable.
The entrepreneurs would take the opportunity to expand their business networks.
Everyone raised their glasses to toast people of higher status and exchange polite pleasantries and build connections.
Mu Anhan and Gu Xiaozhan also attended, but neither of them drank.
Mu Anhan was pregnant and abstained from alcohol.
Gu Xiaozhan was still recovering from an injury, and Mu Anhan didn’t allow him to drink.
Pei Zhe was in high spirits. Having recently become president, the country, under his leadership, was flourishing, so he indulged in a few more drinks.
Mu Shaohan, concerned for his health, stepped in to block several drinks for him.
Pei Zhe received a text message: [Come quickly to room 618.]
The signature was Mu Anhan’s number.
Pei Zhe was momentarily at a loss as to what was happening and immediately headed towards the elevator.
Mu Shaohan followed him: "Mr. President, what happened?"
Pei Zhe gripped his phone tightly, his mind sobering a bit, and showed it to Mu Shaohan, "Have you seen her?"
"My sister left with Mr. Gu," Mu Shaohan said.
In fact, what he meant was that it was impossible for Mu Anhan to willingly arrange a solo meeting with Pei Zhe in a hotel room.
Pei Zhe was still uneasy, "I need to go check on her."
"What if it’s a trap?" Mu Shaohan tried to stop him.
"She’s your own sister. Should I not go just because it’s a trap?" Pei Zhe grabbed his collar.
Mu Shaohan explained: "Of course, that’s not what I meant. I’m saying, we could call her and ask, wouldn’t that clarify things?"
Pei Zhe nodded, his concern clouding his judgment.
He dialed, but there was no signal whatsoever.
"How can this be?" Pei Zhe’s mind, still somewhat muddled due to the alcohol, struggled.
Mu Shaohan took out his own phone and found there was no signal either.
It seemed this charity gala indeed had something happening tonight...