Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 855 - 864: Lust (Part 4)
In Fu Nancheng’s eyes flashed a hint of wickedness, making Jin Chengbin unconsciously take two steps back.
"Yes... you’d better not pester me anymore... otherwise, Mr. Jin won’t let you have it easy..." Qiao Mo looked at Fu Nancheng, lightly laughing in agreement.
"Oh? Tell him who I am."
"You... my ex-husband, Fu Nancheng."
Upon hearing that name, Jin Chengbin’s pupils contracted abruptly, and he unconsciously took two steps back, his face turning pale.
The Jin family was undeniably powerful, but compared to this man who could dominate Jiang City single-handedly, they were nothing more than an ant.
No wonder he didn’t recognize him; they were practically from two different worlds ordinarily.
Moreover, Jin Chengbin had always been conceited; when others discussed Fu Nancheng, he often snorted disdainfully, disinterested, to the extent that he, being preoccupied with his own affairs, didn’t even know his appearance.
Fu Nancheng’s gaze remained fixed on Qiao Mo, his thin lips opening slightly, "Fifteen, break his ten fingers."
"Do you... do you know who I am... ah!!!"
Before Jin Chengbin could react, Fifteen moved forward like a ghost, and a heart-wrenching scream penetrated the banquet hall, sending chills down everyone’s spine.
Large beads of sweat rolled down Jin Chengbin’s face, the previously elegant and poised man now pallid and exceptionally disheveled. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Fifteen kicked him in the knee, and he fell to the ground, wailing in pain!
Qiao Mo looked on expressionlessly, clearly not intending to plead for him, but she was considering how ten fingers seemed quite different from two arms.
Hmm... it seemed he was genuinely somewhat angry.
But she had to admit, his sudden appearance causing this scene was beyond her expectations.
Just as she was staring absentmindedly at Jin Chengbin, a large hand appeared around her waist, and Fu Nancheng gently held her, speaking coldly, "Lose the shoes."
Qiao Mo instinctively wanted to refuse, but hearing his voice without the slightest fluctuation, she unconsciously met his dark eyes.
Realizing he truly was a bit angry, she embarrassingly complied by kicking off her two high-heeled shoes, standing barefoot on the ground, looking at him with grievance.
The next moment, he suddenly picked her up, turned, and left the banquet hall with a stern face.
Behind them, the intermittent cries continued, seemingly tearing at one’s heart.
Qiao Mo curled up in his arms, thinking self-mockingly, see, how simple.
She had clearly devised a series of plans to take revenge on that scumbag, but nothing seemed faster than provoking his anger.
If she’d known this, she might have intentionally gotten a little more intimate with Jin Chengbin, and perhaps then he would be even more displeased, and that scumbag would suffer more.
Fu Nancheng carefully placed her in the car and then got in himself.
After the driver started the car, neither of them spoke.
Although Qiao Mo hadn’t drunk much, she still felt a bit dizzy, leaning lightly against the car window, closing her eyes to rest.
Hmm... should she change her plan?
It seemed making use of the man beside her was much more convenient than doing it herself.
Not a word was exchanged all the way until they got out of the car; he carried her upstairs, and Qiao Mo leaned lightly against him.
Until they returned to the bedroom, he still didn’t speak; after putting her down, he placed a pair of slippers before her and then turned to the bathroom to shower, without uttering a word.
Qiao Mo watched his back in a daze, before taking a shower herself after a moment.
When she came out again and saw him sitting on the sofa looking through documents, she moved closer, sitting beside him, gently resting against his lap.
