Old Master Gu, who was intelligent beyond belief, knew that he had stepped on a bomb, and cleverly avoided the topic. "Mohan, hurry up and come over when you're done. Niuniu already misses his Daddy."
Without another word, Gu Mohan hung up the call and lifted his eyes to look at Yan Dong. "Prepare the car. We're going to the Gu family residence," he said.
"Yes, President."
…
A long, luxurious car drove steadily on the streets. In the back seat, Gu Mohan was lounged in a casual manner, his long legs crossed elegantly. A script rested on his knees.
It was 'The Concubine'.
Since it was nighttime, the bright lights of the city reflected against the car windows, illuminating his handsome features. Without lifting his eyes, he asked, "Where are we in dealing with Chen Tao?"
Yan Dong, who was driving, answered politely, "President, we're kicked Chen Tao out of the Capital."
"Hm. What about on Tang Mo'er's side?"
