Chapter 1076: Dongcheng Mystery Tycoon

Chapter 1076 East City Mysterious Tycoon
When Gu Mo heard this, he immediately picked up the iPad and looked through it. There were all over Weibo with news that Su Ruan committed suicide and had been sent to the hospital for rescue.
She stared at the comments below...
What the does Su Ruan's suicide have to do with her? Why do you scold her?
Si Menan hung up the phone and grabbed her IPAD.
"How many times have I told you, don't read gossip news, don't believe it."
"What if it's true?"
"Heh," Si Monan hugged, "Even if it is true, what does it have to do with us? Su Ruan has the right to choose life or death. We have no right to interfere, don't we?"
Seeing Si Monan's calm appearance, Gu Mo wondered, are these two people really all right?
What is it that I photographed before?
Early the next morning, Gu Mo got up and went to work as usual.
She didn't intend to be a turtle.
Today's company downstairs is extremely lively, crowded with entertainment reporters blocking the downstairs.
Seeing her appear, everyone swarmed up.
She was a paparazzi and was photographed by paparazzi... and it was really retribution.
The flashes flickered continuously, and reporters asked questions one after another.
Gu Mo couldn't open his mouth, and his ears were almost deaf.
Finally she clenched a fist and looked straight at the screen closest to her.
"As a colleague, I only hope that you can do well-founded news. Don't torture innocent people with these unnutritious gossips every day. What is the relationship between me and Si Menan? This is my own business and has nothing to do with you. I hope Can you please stop harassing me, thank you."
But at this moment, a few Su Ruan fans jumped out from behind the reporter group.
They have rules and organization.
One part held a flag, and the other part shouted "Gu Mo go to death".
The few who took the lead took the raw eggs in their hands and smashed them towards Gu Mo.
Gu Mo hung his head to avoid, but the sticky egg liquid still slid down his face and hair into his neck.
The reporters all started to take shots.
At this moment, someone squeezed away from the crowd, walked up to her and took her shoulders and walked forward.
Gu Mo turned his head to look, and the visitor was wearing a casual sweater with a hat on his head, but she still recognized him at a glance.
Wen Xi.
Under the shining of the flashlight, Wen Xi dragged Gu Mo into his car.
...
Half an hour later, Zheng Yi knocked on the door and entered Simonan's office.
"General Secretary, it's not good."
Zheng Yi held up the phone in front of Si Monan.
Si Menan angrily threw all the contract materials in his hand to the ground.
He stood up with a grim look on his face: "Zheng Yi, send the press release immediately."
Wen Xi sent Gu Mo to the door of his house and left first.
Although Gu Mo was very grateful, he knew that this was a big deal.
She returned home and opened Weibo again.
God!
Si Monan even posted news saying that Gu Mo was a true husband and wife for three years!
The two have a firm relationship. He has no improper feelings for Su Ruan. His wife was hacked for no reason. In order to protect the interests of the group and the stability of their husband and wife's lives, the Si Group decided to sue the newspapers that publish fake news.
Gu Mo stared at the screen in a daze.
She entered the comment area and couldn't help but smile.
The situation of Su Ruan, who has always appeared in the role of sadness and suffering, has been reversed.
In one night, he became a real junior and was scolded by thousands of people.
Gu Mo put down the iPad, and his heart was mixed.
I hope that person...don't see these things.
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When Gu Mo was wondering whether to call Si Monan, her cell phone rang first.
Seeing the caller ID, she instinctively frowned.
There must be nothing good for Su Ruan to call her at this time.
After thinking about it, she took it out of courtesy.
A weak voice came from the other side: "Miss Gu, can we meet?"
"Sorry Miss Su, it is not convenient for me."
"Then if I leave my last words and die in the hospital, do you think Simeonan needs to take responsibility?"
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Gu Mo drove to the hospital.
She doesn't care about the life and death of others, and hates being threatened.
But she couldn't ignore Si Monan.
After all, Si Monan had just helped her.
In the ward, Su Ruan looked haggard with an oxygen tube in his nose.
She walked slowly over.
Su Ruan looked up at her for a long time, and finally raised his lips and smiled lightly.
"Gu Mo, leave Simeonan, he doesn't belong to you."
Gu Mo suddenly smiled.
"Miss Su Ruan, don't you think it's really ridiculous that you said this? I and Si Menan are husband and wife. What position do you have for asking me like this?"
After Gu Mo finished speaking, he turned around disdainfully to leave.
Just listen to Su Ruan's sharp voice: "Gu Mo, do you think you have won? No, there is a woman hidden in Si Menan's heart. That woman's position in his heart is unshakable. If you want to act on behalf of you, it is not at all. Possibly, you will fall in love with him and be dumped by him like me sooner or later, because he has no heart at all."
Gu Mo pursed his lips and smiled: "I am different from you. Si Monan is not the whole of my life. People live for themselves."
After Gu Mo finished speaking, he left without looking back.
Su Ruan clenched his fists tightly, getting more and more angry.
After a long time, she raised her hand, picked up the flower that Gu Mo had just put on the table, and threw it to the door.
At this moment, the door of the ward was opened from outside.
A tall, stern-faced man walked in.
He stopped in front of the remnant flower with a pair of black leather shoes, bent over to pick it up, and walked to the hospital bed.
Su Ruan stared at a man in a male suit with a majestic face, and the whole person fell silent.
The opponent's aura is very strong, so powerful that it makes people feel very oppressive.
She asked with a puzzled look: "You are..."
The man's voice was deep and lowly, "Hello, I'm Lucius."
Lucius?
The legendary and mysterious Dongcheng Tycoon?
Why would such a man come to find himself?
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