"Brother Mo Qian, please don't be like this… I really like you. For you, I can do anything. Isn't it true that you really want to cooperate with the D Country Trade Group? I can persuade my father to introduce you to the high-ranking officials of D Country—"
Seeing Qiu Qianyun talking recklessly and becoming more outrageous, Gu Moqian stared at her harshly, his tone carrying an oppressive force: "Miss Qiu, you are not thinking clearly right now. Don't speak nonsense!"
"I'm not speaking nonsense. I know you are a man with ambition and goals. I'm willing to help you, as long as you promise to be with me—"
Before Qiu Qianyun could finish her sentence, a loud female voice suddenly rang out behind her.
"Miss Qiu, is it really appropriate for you to know another woman's husband so well? A dignified Qiu Family heiress, insisting on wasting a good hand and aiming to be a mistress—Miss Qiu, I'm afraid you're not qualified."
