Hidden Marriage Secret Love: President Mo’s Love ’til the End

Su Hebai's face was tense, looking at the dazzling lights on the stage, his eyes were a little hazy.

On the stage of the freshman performance that year, the lights were not so bright, the stage was not so gorgeous, Jiang Mo was wearing simple jeans, a white sweater, with a guitar on his body, plucking the strings, singing softly, such an ethereal voice , as if from heaven, really became famous!

He just stood under the stage, watching her quietly, falling in love with her.

She was very beautiful and had many suitors. He pursued her hard for a year before she agreed to be his girlfriend.

Four years of college passed by in a flash. I originally planned to get married after graduation, but I didn't expect that there would be so many accidents.

Scenes of the past flew by with his own eyes, and Su Hebai can still remember her sweet smile when she agreed to his marriage proposal. Why did everything change later?

"Momo, I regret it." The soft murmur was drowned in the fierce applause, Su Hebai turned and left the studio, his footsteps were unusually firm.

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Jiang Mo hurriedly walked out of the studio and turned into the bathroom.

Standing in front of the sink, the rushing water washed the wound on the palm of her hand pierced by the nail, and then she held the cold water and splashed it on her face. The cold touch made her calm down, and she looked at herself in the mirror: I am now very good! Nobody needs it!

She took out a tissue to wipe off the water on her face, then took out a powder puff and lipstick, and began to touch up her makeup. She was extremely serious, and she was pretending rather than touching up makeup.

It seemed that after putting on makeup, she was the shrewd, capable and invincible Jiang Mo.

No matter how deep the feelings are, they can't resist the obstruction of someone with a heart, and no one can be relied on except myself!

Coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Mo had a calm face, greeted the staff who came and went, and brought Guan Yunyu back to the company after recording the show, as if nothing happened.

The work of an agent is rarely done within the company. In addition to the resources of the company, the agent relies more on his personal connections to find resources for artists.

With such a nature of work, Xu Lili could bump into Xu Lili as soon as she returned to the company. Jiang Mo could only sigh to herself that her luck was too bad today!

Jiang Mo smiled, "Sister Xu, Sister Qin."

Guan Yunyu turned sideways to make way, very respectful, "Sister Xu, Sister Qin."

Qin Yuan wore sunglasses, without even looking at the two of them, followed by two assistants, and went straight out of the company.

Xu Lili even gave the two of them a supercilious look, and the sarcasm in her eyes was self-evident.

Jiang Mo looked normal, and patted Guan Yunyu's shoulder, "When you become popular, you can pay back double the humiliation you received today!"

"Sister Jiang, aren't you angry?" Guan Yunyu was still aggrieved.

"Being angry is just a waste of time. It's better to go out and find more resources for you. As long as you become popular, it's the most beneficial counterattack for others!"

Jiang Mo flashed strong confidence in his understatement, and Guan Yunyu became excited, "Sister Jiang, I will definitely be popular!"

"Go and discuss the repertoire for the next show, the teacher is already waiting for you in the practice room." Jiang Mo said.

Guan Yunyu walked towards the practice room full of fighting spirit.

Jiang Mo pressed his temple, it would be great if Su Hebai could live in peace, but many things always backfired.

When she was about to leave work, a bouquet of fiery red roses appeared on her desk, which immediately attracted the employees in the office area.

Ninety-nine red roses are really eye-catching.

"Momo! Momo! What's going on? Is there a suitor?" Tong Tong rushed over, with gossip written all over his eyes, and other employees also poked their eyes.

And in the corridor just outside the office area, a handsome figure stopped at the corner, staring at the bouquet of red roses with pitch-black eyes, no matter how you look at it, no matter how it is an eyesore, the whole body is filled with low air pressure.

Even Dong Lei couldn't help taking a few steps back, hoping that Jiang Mo would pay more attention to what he said, and don't make the big boss angry again. The anger from last time has just subsided!