The night before their wedding, her fiancé ran off with his mistress. Out of frustration, she grabbed the man standing in front of the Civil Affairs Office, "President Mo, your bride has not arrived and my groom has run away...May I suggest we get married?" Before marriage, she said, "Even if we were to share the same bed, nothing would happen between us!" After marriage, he said, "If we don't try, how would we know?"
Mo Ting had ordered his people to prepare a bunch of dresses for Tangning. He even personally picked out a gold-patterned strapless dress with a white lining. The pattern resembled an oriental ink painting. As the dress gave off a strong oriental aura, once worn on Tangning's body, she completely exuded the classic elegance of an oriental beauty - there was no doubt they matched perfectly. Paired with Tangning's slender waist and long legs...her feminine beauty and charm, in an instant, emanated from her body like a fragrance in the wind.
Mo Ting stood behind Tangning and used his chest to firmly press against Tangning's back as he wrapped his hands around her waist - not willing to let go, "You are like a piece of art."