Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 817 - 825: Return (15)
The man instinctively took two steps back, looking uneasily at Fu Nancheng.
Fu Nancheng’s expression darkened as he grabbed her hand, saying, "He doesn’t want to dance with you."
Unwilling to give up, Qiao Mo moved towards another man, but with Fu Nancheng by her side, no one dared to agree.
After circling around a few times, she finally fell into his arms, laughing extravagantly, "So many people, anyone would do, but I just don’t want to dance with you, what to do..."
His thin lips pressed lightly together, he said nothing.
Qiao Mo complained discontentedly, "Look, as soon as you appear, no one dares to dance with me."
The music in the dance floor started at the right time, and Qiao Mo grasped his large hand with a bit of greed.
His hand was still so warm, but after all these years, it felt so unfamiliar.
He remained silent, leading her in a gentle spin across the dance floor, and she couldn’t help but follow his rhythm.
Within the dance floor, the two figures looked extremely harmonious, although the woman’s gait was slightly intoxicated. The man always managed to adjust their rhythm and pace to the best very quickly.
The white hemline of her dress fluttered, and her chest was very close to his, brushing against him faintly.
One of his large hands clasped her waist, the other intertwined with her small hand, his gaze remained on her as if she were the entire world.
Qiao Mo flashed a slight smile and asked lightly, "Aren’t you afraid that Mrs. Fu would be unhappy if she finds out about you dancing with me like this?"
"No, I’m not," he responded in a deep voice.
Qiao Mo looked at him mockingly, "Mr. Fu’s tactics are truly more brilliant than before, with external flames flickering and the interior fires steadfast. I have to admit defeat!"
His thin lips pressed lightly together, he said nothing.
After dancing with him for a while, Qiao Mo no longer wanted to continue. She looked at him coldly and said, "I’ve attended the banquet with you, and it’s getting late, I want to go home."
"I’ll take you."
Qiao Mo turned around, waved her hand, and with a slightly intoxicated gait, headed towards the exit.
As she passed a waiter, she casually picked up a glass of red wine and downed it in one go.
Fu Nancheng caught up, grabbing the wine glass from her hand, saying in a deep voice, "I’ll take you back."
Qiao Mo shook him off angrily, shouting, "When I say no, can’t you understand!"
At the banquet, many people turned to look at them, very curious about Qiao Mo’s identity and her relationship with Fu Nancheng.
Fu Nancheng’s gaze was deep. Raising his eyes, he noticed a tear streak on her small face, and his heart ached: "You’re drunk, I’ll take you back."
He gently wrapped an arm around Qiao Mo’s waist and carried her into the car, taking her away. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
With the driver in the front, he constantly cared for her in the back. Qiao Mo leaned against his chest, dazed, and soon drifted to sleep.
He gazed tenderly at her small face.
His fingers lightly trembled as they brushed against her face, very gently, very gently.
A hint of mist arose in his eyes. He lowered his gaze, resting his chin on her forehead, murmuring softly, "Xiao Mo, it’s so good that you’re back."
An hour later, Fu Nancheng carried her to the Caesar Hotel.
Perhaps he was greedy for the time spent with her, or maybe he simply couldn’t bear to let her go. So even though he was about to take her home, as he saw the brightly lit villa in the distance, he changed his mind.
...
Carefully placing her on the bed, he removed her high heels.
Qiao Mo turned over thoughtlessly, sleeping in a muddled haze.
He wiped her face with a damp towel, hesitated for a moment, and gently slid his large hand to her back to unfasten the clasp of her bra.
Qiao Mo frowned in dissatisfaction, catching a glimpse of his figure through the haze, subconsciously feeling at ease, she slowly closed her eyes again.
