Chapter 167

In the banquet hall on the second floor of the hotel, there were two rows of long tables on both sides of the hall.

Rows of delicacies were placed on the tables.

Some service staff were shuttling through the crowd holding red wine.

The artists who had finished walking the red carpet came here, took the red wine from the service staff, and then gathered in twos and threes to chat.

In a certain corner, the nine little ones were sitting obediently on the sofa.

They looked at the actors or singer seniors who came with their own halos, and then their eyes fell on the delicacies on the table...

"Ah... I really want to eat."

Yoona muttered in a low voice.

Seo Joo-hyun next to her nodded seriously, her eyes fixed on the delicacies, her throat rolling...

"Why are you sitting here?"

A voice sounded at this moment.

Hearing the voice, they turned their heads, then reacted and hurriedly stood up: "Hello, Senior Chen Mo!"

Watching the nine little ones stand up at the same time, bowing at the same time, and calling him Senior Chen Mo crisply—although they spoke in Gao Li language, which was slightly lacking, it still looked pleasing to the eye.

Chen Mo smiled and said: "I've already said there's no need to be so polite. You are now people of the company; it won't do for you to just sit here obediently during the company's own annual meeting."

Chen Mo spoke in English, which they could all understand.

Hearing Chen Mo's words, they looked at each other and then nodded in unison.

"Go ahead, eat whatever you want."

Chen Mo pointed to the table not far away and said.

Yoona, the boldest among the nine, was the first to take action; she walked toward the table.

Seeing Yoona move, the others looked at each other and followed.

Soon, excited chattering sounds came from beside the dining table.

Chen Mo watched them relax and smiled.

Then Chen Mo scanned the hall, saw Mui Yim-fong and Zhang Guorong, and walked over.

"Master."

Chen Mo called out while walking toward Mui Yim-fong.

Hearing Chen Mo's voice, Mui Yim-fong turned to look at Chen Mo, and a smile bloomed on her beautiful face.

Mui Yim-fong opened her arms, and they hugged.

A moment later, they let go...

Mui Yim-fong was already 41 years old this year; although time had taken away her beautiful youth, it had left behind a mature charm that young girls didn't have.

Some women are just like this; time actually makes them more charming.

After hugging Mui Yim-fong, Chen Mo looked at Zhang Guorong next to her.

"Brother, long time no see."

Chen Mo smiled.

Zhang Guorong smiled and extended his hand: "Long time no see."

In the past year, Chen Mo's song *Seabed* had pulled Zhang Guorong, who wanted to make a final decision, back. Then Zhang Guorong cooperated with psychological treatment; although sometimes he was still in pain when he had an episode and wanted to end it all, fortunately, he had pulled through, and his physical state and spirit were much better than before.

"Brother, are you feeling better?"

Chen Mo looked at Zhang Guorong's state and asked with concern.

"Much better."

Zhang Guorong smiled.

Chen Mo nodded after hearing this: "Then when you are better, Brother, let's cooperate together."

"Hmm."

Zhang Guorong nodded.

Then Chen Mo chatted with Mui Yim-fong and Zhang Guorong for a few more words and began to entertain other artists.

"Haha, Teacher Chen Daoming, hello..."

"Sister Bingbing, long time no see, you've become even more beautiful."

"Xia Yu, hello, I've seen your works; your acting is great. Let's exchange ideas when we have time."

Chen Mo greeted the company's artists one by one.

Everyone responded politely.

The company's "Crown Prince," the biggest star on the scene, the up-and-coming director who relied on *Transformers*—no matter which identity it was, they had to treat Chen Mo politely.

After a round of greetings, about half an hour had passed.

At this time, Chen Mo walked to a small stage at the front, and everyone gathered around after seeing this scene.

Then Chen Fu began to deliver the year-end summary.

"Everyone, this is the first annual meeting of our Momo Company. From the beginning of this year to now, our company has perfected the most complete cinema chain with the largest number of cinemas in the country..."

Chen Fu talked about the achievements Momo Company had made this year.

Actually, to put it bluntly, it was bragging—bragging to make everyone proud of the company.

"In addition, we plan to invest 1 billion USD next year to build our overseas cinemas, and at the same time, we are preparing to film three overseas movies, three domestic movies, and one domestic TV series. We will launch a new department, and the department will specifically train trainees..."

Listening to Chen Fu's words, everyone's expressions were different.

"Alright, the banquet starts now... everyone, let's not go home until we're drunk today."

Clap, clap, clap...

Everyone applauded.

Then everyone scattered and gathered in twos and threes to chat.

Chen Mo was also shuttling through the crowd, talking to everyone.

Soon, he came to Yang Mi.

Speaking of which, Chen Mo had been looking for Yang Mi and Liu Yifei just now, but he hadn't seen them.

"Finally found you. I've been looking for you; where did you go just now?"

He came to Yang Mi and asked with a smile.

Yang Mi giggled and pointed to the nine little ones not far away: "I was chatting with them just now. I asked them to teach me Gao Li language."

"Oh? How is it going?"

Chen Mo asked with a smile.

Yang Mi called out: "Momo Oppa..."

Listening to Yang Mi's voice, a strange look appeared on Chen Mo's face.

The crisp girl's voice carried a bit of coquettishness, coupled with Yang Mi's slightly swaying body; it was hard for a man to hold back against such a girl's cuteness.

Chen Mo reached out and gently pinched Yang Mi's pretty face.

Yang Mi, who was already an adult, had a face shape that had turned into a melon-seed face, so there wasn't much flesh on her face; pinching it wasn't as comfortable as Liu Yifei's goose-egg face.

Being pinched by Chen Mo, Yang Mi also reached out to pinch Chen Mo. When she saw Chen Mo's perfect handsome face being pinched into a funny look by herself, she couldn't help but laugh.

She laughed until she was trembling...

Including the "fruits" on the tree that were shaking along with her.

Chen Mo reached out and slapped Yang Mi's hand away, then took her hand and walked toward the distance.

Soon, the two arrived at the rooftop on the top floor of the hotel.

Finding a relatively secluded place, Chen Mo hugged Yang Mi and leaned over directly.

Mmm...

Yang Mi closed her eyes.

A long time later.

Yang Mi's pretty face was flushed, and her beautiful eyes glared at Chen Mo with shyness.

"Big bad guy! You only know how to bully me!"

"If I don't bully you, who should I bully?"

Chen Mo asked with a smile.

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Yang Mi rolled her eyes at Chen Mo, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but lift.

Then, thinking of something, she said: "Liu Yifei also likes you, do you know?"

After saying this, she looked at Chen Mo's expression seriously.

Chen Mo was stunned and looked at Yang Mi with surprise: "No... that's impossible, right?"

"Hmph..."

Yang Mi snorted.

She continued to look at Chen Mo, but Chen Mo's acting skills were superb; Yang Mi looked for a long time without seeing anything unusual, and finally, she withdrew her gaze, her eyes falling into the distance.

The Meili Hotel was very tall, basically the tallest building in the area.

Standing on the rooftop, one could see the scenery in all directions of Jingcheng.

One could even see the outline of the old residential area where the three of them used to live.

Suddenly, Yang Mi thought of something and said to Chen Mo: "Shall we go back to the place where we used to live and take a look?"

Chen Mo nodded and smiled: "Good."

"Let's go."

Saying this, Yang Mi pulled Chen Mo and left.

At the same time.

Half an hour later.

The two, who had disguised themselves, arrived at the house where Yang Mi used to live.

Because people were already living in the house, the two just stood in the hallway, standing by the stairs and looking at the abstract drawings carved into the wall with a small carving knife.

Looking at the three little people holding hands on the wall...