She wasn't done talking yet. After taking a couple of steps, she turned around, raised her camera, and clicked a few more shots at him, "President Mo, don't thank me when you make the headlines!"
"Damn! You dare?!" Mo Beiyan was momentarily blinded by the flash, his handsome face instantly turning iron blue in mortification, "Stop right there! Mo Hantong!"
Moo Huantong paused in her steps, raised a finger as she turned around, "One last time, my name is Moo Huantong, 'Moo' as in 'stranger,' not 'Mo' as in 'random,' got it?"
Mo Beiyan wasn't in the mood to get it; he ignored her words completely, his face cold as he bellowed down angrily, "I couldn't care less which 'Mo' you are, get up here right now!"
"Dream on!"
Moo Huantong glared up at him, recalling the last time he forced himself onto her in the car, making her feel all kinds of discomfort. She tugged her collar tight, tossing a sentence his way, "Stay put, I'm leaving. A lot of people will be here soon."
