An aggrieved Zeng Yaning could only wrench herself out of Gu Bai’s embrace and sulk on the side.
Although she no longer cared about her job at Hua Bin International, she had once been wealthy and knew the status of someone like Gu Bai, a top-tier tycoon. She didn’t dare offend him too much; losing her job was minor compared to the difficulty of leading a peaceful life in the future if she truly angered him.
Yet, feeling Gu Bai’s earlier dominance, a strange emotion welled up in Zeng Yaning’s heart. However, she quickly shook her head, cursed herself for being despicable, and didn’t dare think more about it.
A few minutes later, Cao Rui arrived with a large group of waiters.
Although it was November, the heated atmosphere inside MIX made it hard to feel the cold. These scantily-clad attendants entered in single file and carefully placed bottles of liquor, each worth over 10,000 yuan, onto the crystal bar tables, standing by for further instructions.
Once the drinks were placed, more than twenty waiters, signaled by Cao Rui, bowed deeply and loudly said, "Thank you, Young Master Gu, for your support. We hope you have a great night."
Such a grand display naturally caught the attention of others in the booths and on the dance floor.
The host on stage also shouted, "Let’s all thank VIP booth 666’s Young Master Gu for his 380,000 yuan bar support!"
With that, the hype team got the crowd going.
Colorful paper confetti rained down, creating a lively scene.
The seasoned nightclub girls, seeing the spectacle, almost had their eyes dart out toward Gu Bai’s booth. However, noticing the four burly bodyguards at the entrance, none dared try to crash in.
Suddenly, Cao Rui led in a middle-aged man in his forties.
"Young Master Gu, this is our boss at MIX. He wanted to greet you seeing your generous support tonight."
The middle-aged man approached with a smile.
"Hello, Young Master Gu. I am Lu Mao, the owner of MIX Club. On behalf of all our staff, I thank you for your support."
A waiter handed Lu Mao a prepared wine glass, and he raised it in a toast to Gu Bai.
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Seeing Lu Mao toasting, Gu Bai raised his glass in response.
Yet he couldn’t help but indulge in some malicious amusement.
Zeng Yaning had said the boss of MIX bar was her husband, so was this Lu Mao in front of him that man?
It’s well-known that large clubs seldom succeed under one person alone, and there are usually multiple owners. There are also shareholders like Tian Shu, who earn dividends without much involvement.
Seeing this, Gu Bai turned to look at Zeng Yaning.
Noticing Zeng Yaning’s attempt to avoid eye contact, Gu Bai confirmed that the man before him was indeed her husband.
The name did have a certain sting to it.
Lu Mao merely intended to show respect to high-spending clients symbolically and hadn’t planned to stay long. After toasting and exchanging pleasantries, he intended to leave.
Suddenly, as he turned, he caught sight of Zeng Yaning trying hard to hide herself in a corner.
A sense of familiarity compelled him to look in that direction a few more times.
Finally, he confirmed that this woman was indeed his wife, Zeng Yaning.
Though they hadn’t divorced, the marriage was already dead in name. They had been separated for over three years, and filing for divorce in court would likely be granted.
However, seeing Zeng Yaning in this setting, Lu Mao couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger.
He walked straight towards Zeng Yaning.
"What are you doing here?"
Originally shrinking in apprehension, Zeng Yaning’s face turned cold upon hearing Lu Mao’s questioning tone, and she retorted, "Why couldn’t I be here?"
Looking at Gu Bai calmly seated nearby and the scene of the booth.
Even a fool would understand the situation, and as a successful person, he had experienced such selection scenes countless times before. Just a slight thought would reveal the specific context.
At this thought, Lu Mao suddenly felt a green light flashing over his head.
Honestly, no matter what Zeng Yaning did, Lu Mao might not have reacted so strongly. But for her to appear openly under his nose at MIX, which she knew was his venue, was not just secretly putting a cuckold on him, but outright placing a glaringly green hat on his head.
"Leave here immediately, or sign the divorce papers right now."
Yet Zeng Yaning didn’t fear him. Instead, she coldly laughed and said, "Lu Mao, who do you think you are? Can you still control where I go? As for signing the divorce papers, dream on. I plan to be a thorn in your side forever, ever so deeply embedded in you! Aren’t you afraid I’ll take half your assets? Then keep putting them under someone else’s name for eternity."
Zeng Yaning was also muddled with anger, revealing her own secrets in front of all her colleagues. Seeing the gossiping expressions of Shen Qiu and others, she knew that even if Gu Bai didn’t file a complaint, she couldn’t stay in Hua Bin International any longer.
Lu Mao, however, couldn’t be bothered to listen to her any longer and said coldly, "If you don’t leave, I’ll let security throw you out."