Chapter 144: Emotions Fully Delivered! Feeling the Mood!

Do I have a pretty good eye for this? Chu Lin felt a strange, inexplicable sensation in his heart after hearing President Cai praise Zhao Mo.

Cai Yao did not deny it. "You have a good eye. Since that is the case, Mo Mo is all yours. I will have the cooking wine prepared, and you can use my family's restaurant kitchen for the shoot. Just bring her over."

Chu Lin agreed to the matter. After leaving Linyao Restaurant, he immediately gave Zhao Mo a call.

However, no one answered. The young lady was probably still sleeping and hadn't gotten out of bed yet.

After all, working as a resident singer at a nightclub involved not only the four fixed songs, but also song requests from patrons.

Therefore, sleeping in during the morning was completely normal.

At that moment.

That was when she realized her roommate's gaze toward her had turned peculiar.

It turned out not to be the wealthy boss who was keeping and scamming Zhao Mo.

Inside a rented apartment.

Xiaoyue and Gu Ling had been waiting in anticipation for a long time.

"Handsome, what are you here looking for Zhao Mo for? She's already got a date," Xiaoyue said with a trace of displeasure. Why should you be the one to hit it big, and why are handsome guys like this coming to look for you?

She intentionally blurted this out just to let this handsome man know.

"You probably won't be able to help with what I need," Chu Lin said, furrowing his brow as he looked at the two women before him. Judging from the situation, they were Zhao Mo's roommates, but they clearly had no good intentions.

Zhao Mo leaned delicately into Chu Lin's embrace. "President Chu, what kind of commercial are you having me shoot today?"

Many people in the group chat were already stirring up a fuss, demanding that pictures be sent later.

Gu Ling glanced at Xiaoyue and said nothing. Anyway, since Zhao Mo had chosen to do these things, people were bound to talk. You couldn't expect to reap all the benefits without letting anyone talk about it, could you?

...

Isn't this just too unfair?

This young, handsome man was President Chu?

Are you kidding me?

Wasn't he supposed to be an old man?

She refused to believe that Zhao Mo had achieved fame through her own talent. If it came to talent, were their singing voices any worse? Why hadn't they made it big?

Arriving at the residential complex and parking the car, Chu Lin walked toward the building number Zhao Mo had sent. This appeared to be an apartment complex specifically designated for rentals.

"President Chu, are you really renting a villa? Weren't you just joking earlier?" Zhao Mo asked, her face filled with pleasant surprise as she couldn't help planting a kiss on his cheek.

"A wealthy boss is coming to pick up Zhao Mo," Gu Ling said even more directly and pointedly.

The guy just had to know that Zhao Mo was ruined, and only then would this handsome man feel disappointed.

Yet for Xiaoyue and Gu Ling standing beside them, it felt truly agonizing—so agonizing that a stifled rage churned in their chests.

Having encountered countless women, it wasn't hard for him to tell whether someone harbored malicious intentions.

"The caller ID says President Chu," the girl said.

The moment the old man keeping Zhao Mo showed up, she would snap a stealth photo and post it in the WeChat group for everyone to see.

Seeing a friend of the exact same standing suddenly secure such a handsome and wealthy boyfriend felt even more painful to them than seeing their own brother drive past in a Land Rover.

Although she knew President Chu was undoubtedly saying this to save her face, wasn't this already enough? At the very least, she felt completely blessed at this very moment.

Xiaoyue said nothing and walked back toward her own room.

Besides, she had her own little schemes.

"Uh!" Chu Lin looked rather awkwardly at the two young women before him. "Well, I'm here to look for Zhao Mo."

These words caused the two women to frown.

So what if Zhao Mo became famous? As long as her reputation in the circle was ruined, that was all that mattered.

Zhao Mo's luck was simply too incredible.

Clearly, these two girls were Zhao Mo's roommates.

Chu Lin naturally wrapped an arm around Zhao Mo's rounded hips and gave her a light pat. "Remember this from now on: whatever I say to you, I will never break my word."

She wanted everyone to know that she was even going to shoot a commercial.

Xiaoyue, in particular, was already being flooded with messages in her WeChat group urging her to post pictures of the boss backing Zhao Mo.

Yet when she saw the young, handsome man appear outside the door, she froze in a daze.

"I'm over at the rented apartment," Zhao Mo immediately replied.

Chu Lin could also sense something was amiss, smiled, and said, "It's for an advertisement for one of my company's products. Make sure you perform well and don't make a fool of me. Also, I'm planning to rent a villa outside for you, Julie, and the others to live in. That way, communication between you and your team will be much more convenient, and they can help you with better planning."

"Yeah, come on in then," Xiaoyue said with a mocking smile, instantly guessing that this must be the infamous President Chu, the wealthy boss keeping Zhao Mo.

Hearing this, Gu Ling and Xiaoyue felt as though a thunderclap had exploded in their minds, leaving them utterly dumbfounded.

"Handsome, Zhao Mo is meeting a wealthy boss today. If you need anything, maybe we can help," Gu Ling added with a smiling, yet venomous jab.

"President Chu, let's go then!" Zhao Mo said with a smile.

So handsome!

The group chat instantly erupted into a frenzy, with members beginning to @ Zhao Mo, bombarding her with questions about this President Chu.

Zhao Mo sighed and said, "We used to be really close, but ever since you spent 500,000 yuan on a single song of mine, President Chu, I noticed their attitudes changed. Over the past few days, it felt like they had become strangers."

The two girls felt as though the heavens were playing a cruel joke on them. They exchanged glances, and both saw raw jealousy reflected in the other's eyes.

She didn't bluntly call it keeping Zhao Mo, but everyone knew what was going on and caught on immediately.

"Who is it?" Zhao Mo's voice drifted out from the bathroom.

"Um... I think I added him earlier and forgot," Gu Ling said with an awkward, sheepish smile.

"..." Xiaoyue.

Arriving outside Zhao Mo's apartment, he pressed the doorbell.

Xiaoyue and Gu Ling felt as though their hearts had been pierced by a sharp blade.

Naturally, she said this on purpose for Xiaoyue and Gu Ling to hear.

Chu Lin smiled and asked, "Where are you right now? I'll come pick you up to shoot a commercial!"

How was she supposed to post this?

Someone so young and handsome—posting his picture wouldn't save face for Zhao Mo; it would only make her even more smug!

Suddenly, however, she noticed someone in the group chat had posted a photo. Tapping on it, she saw it was none other than Zhao Mo, alongside that same President Chu. Below the image was a message: Everyone is welcome to come hang out at President Chu's Starlight Nightclub. President Chu says he'll gift a bottle of foreign liquor to anyone who drops by.

"You guys are my roommates," Zhao Mo introduced them with a beaming smile, feeling quite delighted as she observed the expressions on her two roommates' faces.

With that thought, she returned to the living room and said to Xiaoyue and Gu Ling, "Xiaoyue, Gu Ling, I have a friend coming over in a bit. I hope you don't mind."

Zhao Mo hurried back to her room and immediately answered Chu Lin's call. "President Chu, I was in the bathroom just now."

Right at that moment, Zhao Mo had already finished putting on her makeup and stepped out with a bright smile. Seeing Chu Lin, she cooed, "President Chu, you're here?"

Young, handsome, wealthy, and good in bed—he was simply perfection.

"I'm heading back to my room," Gu Ling said, her chest tight with stifling frustration as she walked toward her bedroom.

Don't men always say they fear their brothers suffering hardship, yet fear them driving Land Rovers even more?

This prompted the other girl to curl her lip in disdain. "It's definitely the guy keeping her! Chances are he's just some old man."

Since she couldn't be happy, she could only make Zhao Mo even more miserable. Why should Zhao Mo be the one to hit it big?

"I'll get the door," Gu Ling said with a forced smile, walking over to open the apartment door.

This left Xiaoyue staring at her in astonishment. Wasn't this woman usually the quintessential good-natured pushover? Yet her words just now were even more vicious than her own.

"It's nothing, really," Gu Ling quickly replied.

Hearing this, Gu Ling fell silent.

The girl who had spoken first hurriedly chimed in, "Xiaoyue, don't talk like that."

Inside the apartment.

"???" Hearing this, Zhao Mo instinctively looked over at Chu Lin, her eyes filled with pleasant surprise and brimming with deep affection.

She knew what was being said; rumors were already circulating within certain small circles that she had been kept by an elderly, wealthy boss.

Hearing the title "President Chu," Zhao Mo hurriedly wrapped herself in a bath towel, grabbed her phone, and rushed into the room.

The reason they played the guitar was because they were also resident street singers, just performing in different locations—one at a public square, the other at a night market.

She hadn't put on her makeup yet; she couldn't possibly keep President Chu waiting downstairs.

Xiaoyue and Gu Ling stepped out of their rooms once again, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

Upon seeing the handsome man standing outside, Xiaoyue's eyes lit up as well. She immediately stepped forward with a coquettish smile to strike up a conversation. "Handsome, did you go to the wrong door? I've never seen you around before. Did you just move in? Let's get acquainted."

"Gu Ling, stop putting on a hypocritical act. I don't believe you couldn't tell," Xiaoyue said with a face full of contempt. "500,000 yuan for a single song—who would be willing to spend that kind of money unless an old man is keeping her? Even a rich second-generation heir wouldn't do that, let alone pour more money into promoting her later. Otherwise, you wouldn't actually think she made it on talent, would you?"

Two girls currently tinkering with their guitars heard a nearby phone ring, and one of them shouted toward the inner room, "Mo Mo, your phone is ringing!"

The place where the young lady lived wasn't far from Starlight Nightclub—which made sense, as it made commuting to work much closer and more convenient.

Sure, she was being kept, but how on earth was President Chu old?

After receiving the location sent by Zhao Mo, Chu Lin followed the navigation system to get there.

Indeed, nightclubs were places that corrupted people.

"Send me your location," Chu Lin said.

"Mm-hmm," Zhao Mo replied. After hanging up, she immediately sent Chu Lin her location along with her apartment floor number.

How could this be possible?

"Yeah," Chu Lin acknowledged with a nod. However, he reached out, pulled Zhao Mo directly into his embrace, and smiled as he said to the two girls, "Hello, I'm Zhao Mo's boyfriend. By the way, I own Nightclub Starlight, and you're both welcome to come by and hang out anytime you're free!"

"Mmm-hmm," Zhao Mo nodded sweetly, clinging to Chu Lin's arm. Her sense of complete happiness mirrored that of a genuine couple.

With that thought, she playfully pulled out a WeChat group and eagerly typed out a message laden with gossip: "Big news, big news! The wealthy boss backing Zhao Mo is about to show up."

"Such is human nature," Chu Lin remarked, unfazed. He smiled again and said, "So, once we finish shooting the commercial, I'll find you a villa and you can move out."

The guy was the owner of Nightclub Starlight? And Zhao Mo's boyfriend?

They felt as though they were about to go mad with jealousy.

With no other choice—since she was also a fan of good looks and had taken a liking to this handsome man—she abandoned any need to maintain her composure.

Zhao Mo's eyes now reflected only the radiance of love.

Inside the apartment.

Once outside, Chu Lin remarked, "Your roommates are something else."

"..." Xiaoyue was utterly dumbfounded. "How is she even in the group?"

His words provided Zhao Mo with an immense amount of emotional validation; even if she was merely a kept woman, she was *his* woman.

Xiaoyue, in particular, already had her phone clutched in her hand.

Suddenly, Gu Ling saw Zhao Mo reply to a singer in the group chat, attaching a photo of a luxury car's interior along with a message: President Chu's business is massive; just his car alone costs 8 million yuan. I'm on my way right now to shoot a commercial for his product.

"..." Gu Ling fell silent, feeling as though she was about to sink into a deep depression herself.