Mo Yichen's eyes became gloomy. Thinking of all that Gu Yan had endured in the past few days, he became ruthless and punched Jiang Jingcheng's face several times.
Jiang Jingcheng drank a lot of wine at the reception, and his body was already light. After Mo Yichen hit him so hard, his body hit the edge of the table next to him. In an instant, the cup fell to the ground, and clear and sweet sounds were heard one after another.
At the cocktail party, everyone's eyes were fixed on Jiang Jingcheng and the angry and irrational man next to him...
"Isn't this the eldest young master of the Mo family? It's really strange that he would fight here like this..."
"Wow, Mr. Mo is so handsome. He can even hit people like this!"
This scene naturally caused the people next to him to point their fingers.
There was bright red blood flowing out of Jiang Jingcheng's forehead. Seeing Mo Yichen's domineering look, Jiang Jingcheng's anger surged into his throat and his brows furrowed fiercely.
"Mo Yichen, there must be something wrong with your brain!...Okay, I will play with you today." Jiang Jingcheng took off his coat, shook it hard, and threw it on the sofa next to him.
Amid the surprised looks and sighs of the people around them, the two of them struggled together...
In the fierce scene, no one dared to start a fight. The fight between the two became more and more fierce. One punched me and the other hit me until my nose was bruised and my face was swollen. The scene was in a stalemate for five minutes. The two of them were exhausted and looked at each other angrily.
"Jiang Jingcheng, I'm telling you, if you collude with Chen Qian again in the future, I'll kill you! I'll give you the last warning today." Mo Yichen looked at Jiang Jingcheng with a ferocious face, and said with his A slender finger pointed at his nose, scolding and scolding.
Jiang Jingcheng was stunned on the spot, not knowing how to defend himself. In fact, a trace of guilt had already arisen in his heart. It's just that he has been deceiving himself.
"Kacha..." A group of reporters suddenly appeared nearby.
"Mr. Mo, aren't you in the United States? Why did you suddenly show up at the cocktail party and beat up this man? Is there something going on between you?"
Mo Yichen stood there blankly, looking at these reporters everywhere, and then he slowly came to his senses. He gave the reporter who had just asked the question a cold look, then turned around and left coolly.
The reporter stood there blankly, watching Mo Yichen's leaving figure. His aura was so strong that the young reporter suffocated for a moment.
After Mo Yichen left, everyone turned their attention to Jiang Jingcheng.
"Hello, sir, could you please tell me, is there any dispute between you and Mr. Mo? Why did Mr. Mo hit you so hard today?"
Jiang Jingcheng glanced at the reporter next to him coldly and said calmly: "What do you mean he beat me up? This time I spared him! Open your eyes and see the truth of the matter, okay?"
The reporter was speechless by Jiang Jingcheng's words.
"Then what's your relationship with Mr. Mo? What's the reason why you two are here..." Another reporter asked quickly upon seeing this.
Jiang Jingcheng was stunned and said, "This is a personal matter. I can't answer your questions."
He walked out from the crowd of reporters, took his coat, and under the gaze of the reporters, his eyes darkened, he took a long breath, and walked away.
…
In the Mo family villa, Mo Yichen lay exhausted on the bed, breathing heavily and looking at the ceiling blankly. "Gu Yan, where are you now?" Mo Yichen's breathing was a little unsteady, his tone was low, his expression was dazed, and he looked very decadent.
"Dong dong dong..."
"What's wrong? Who is it? Leave me alone..."
Mo Yichen opened his hazy eyes and shouted loudly toward the door. He closed his eyes tightly, fumbled for his cell phone beside the bed with one hand, and rubbed his eyes with the other.
The nanny was still tapping, and the sound made Mo Yichen feel a little irritable. He opened the phone screen and saw that it was already eleven o'clock in the morning. When he came back last night, it was already around two o'clock in the morning. Mo Yichen didn't know when he fell asleep, but he actually slept until this point.
He felt exhausted all over, his muscles ached, and he didn't even have the strength to sit up.
"Master, Madam wants you to go to the study."
"Okay, I know…"
Mo Yichen stood up helplessly and put on his slippers, looking tired. He walked out of the bedroom in a daze and yawned in the corridor.
"What did you do last night?"
Before he entered the door, he heard a woman's voice inside the house. The voice made him feel very uncomfortable, and Mo Yichen's face suddenly darkened. To be honest, he didn't want to quarrel with Li Yunhong, and he had been restraining his words and actions.
In the study room, the sun penetrated the glass, illuminating the room brightly. Mo Yichen squinted his eyes and looked up at Li Yunhong, who was also bathing in the sun. She looked ugly. She probably didn't sleep well last night.
"Mom, is this why you came to me so early in the morning?"
He lay lazily on the sofa, stretched, and moved his sore muscles.
Li Yunhong glanced at Mo Yichen angrily, slammed the newspaper in her hand on the table next to her, stared at Mo Yichen, and said sternly: "Look, what have you done?"
Mo Yichen was shocked, and he picked up the newspaper in a daze. The scene of him and Jiang Jingcheng fighting each other appeared dazzlingly in front of Mo Yichen's eyes. The huge headline read: "The president of Mo Group showed up at a late-night drinking party and had an affair with a man." Fight", as if he was sarcastically mocking Mo Yichen, mocking him for being unable to do anything when something happened to his girlfriend.
He threw the newspaper in the trash can next to him, not wanting to pay attention to these unimportant things.
"Mom, you don't have to worry about these things, I will take care of them." Mo Yichen looked at the angry Li Yunhong next to him, knowing that she must be worried that this matter would be seen by the directors of the company and come to embarrass Mo. Yichen. After all, today's old antiques don't really recognize Mo Yichen's ability, and they are still ready to make a move.
"Son, I know you are doing it just for that woman Gu Yan, but you can't do this. It's not like you don't know that the shareholders in the company are already very dissatisfied when you come back privately this time. You said Speaking of you, once this kind of negative news is published in the newspapers, how do you want them to see you? "
Li Yunhong held Mo Yichen's hand tightly, with a hint of resentment in her eyes. He could not let his son continue to be so decadent.
Seeing his mother's anxious eyes, shaking her arms, and the word worry written all over her face, Mo Yichen's heart suddenly softened. No matter what, Li Yunhong was his mother. Everything is for him.
He could no longer stimulate Li Yunhong's emotions.