Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 867 - 876: Punishment (3)

To this day, she still couldn’t accept it.

He turned around and pulled her back again, bending down to kiss her lips fiercely.

Qiao Mo didn’t dodge, she simply said slowly, "Is Mr. Fu thinking I haven’t vomited enough?"

A flash of hurt crossed his eyes as he gently pinched her chin: "How long do you plan to torture yourself?"

Qiao Mo said nothing.

"Speak!"

"Mr. Fu, what you said is really interesting. When have I tortured myself? I eat well, dress well, and sleep well. What a strange question you’ve asked." Qiao Mo gave a sarcastic smile, her eyes somewhat misty.

"Okay, then how long do you plan to punish me?" There was a hint of restraint in his voice.

"What, it’s only been a short time and you can’t take it anymore!" Qiao Mo’s eyes were bloodshot as she pushed away his big hand.

He looked at her, dazed.

Qiao Mo said coldly, "Do you know how long you’ve treated me like this? Six months, or eight months? Or a year?"

The mist in her eyes grew heavier: "Do you know what I went through at that time! It’s only been a few days, and Mr. Fu, you can’t take it anymore?"

Fu Nancheng lightly pursed his thin lips, saying nothing.

Qiao Mo took two steps forward and spoke again, her voice slightly calmer: "When you were with Qiao Yun, did you ever think about what I was going through? Did you ever consider how I felt when you didn’t come home at night? Did you know how desperate I was when I miscarried after the car accident? Did you know how scared I was when I was kidnapped?"

He choked up, his large hands hanging at his sides slowly tightening.

But after all, that was the unchangeable past.

Qiao Mo chuckled lightly: "If saying I love you would make you feel better, I can admit that I have indeed always loved you, but what does that change? Even if I know that what you said and did before was all lies, the hurt was real."

With that, Qiao Mo hugged the quilt and turned to the guest room.

Fu Nancheng stood alone in place, his eyelashes trembling lightly, a teardrop falling from the corner of his eye.

After Qiao Mo went to the guest room, she tossed and turned for a long time and still couldn’t fall asleep.

Maybe even now, she herself didn’t know what she really wanted.

Or perhaps she hadn’t thought too much about it, thinking too much can be tiring, and she was already very, very tired.

She hadn’t thought of not having a good relationship with him.

But she couldn’t forget that child.

...

Early the next morning, he still prepared breakfast early, like an invincible warrior.

Qiao Mo was no longer as sharp and aggressive as the night before, neither avoiding him nor taking the initiative to talk to him.

After he drove her to the company, Qiao Mo began her work.

Around noon, she received a phone call from Lu Yiming.

"Jin Chengbin is now in a VIP ward at the seventh hospital."

"Alright, I’ll go see him later."

Near the afternoon, Qiao Mo appeared in Jin Chengbin’s ward carrying a fruit basket.

The moment Jin Chengbin saw Qiao Mo, he was stunned, with a hint of annoyance: "Who let you come here, get out!"

Qiao Mo remained indifferent, placing the fruit basket by the bedside, full of apology: "I’m sorry, Mr. Jin, last time I dragged you into this, causing you to get hurt because of me."

"Hmph."

Jin Chengbin snorted coldly, but hearing Qiao Mo attributing his injury to getting hurt for her still pleased him.

"Last time I got a bit drunk, plus the issue with my ex-husband was really bothering me, so I dragged you into it, I’m truly sorry."

Jin Chengbin’s expression softened a bit, his gaze falling on Qiao Mo. Although apprehensive, he had to admit, he was still fascinated and longing.

Fu Nancheng’s woman... just thinking about it felt crazy and exciting.