Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 877 - 886: Sweetness (Part 5)

"Fu Nancheng, don’t push your luck! Do you even want to keep going?"

He sat on the sofa, holding her on his lap: "Be good and drink your medicine. I’ll deal with Jin Chengbin for you."

Qiao Mo froze for a moment, feeling a bit awkward.

Damn... she knew he’d see right through her.

"Did you know already?"

"Yes."

"Then why were you so angry last night?"

Fu Nancheng’s face turned a shade darker. Was this woman pretending to be dumb or was she really dumb: "You were sitting on another man’s lap, hugging him. How could I not be angry?"

Seeing his face grow even darker, Qiao Mo shrank her neck back.

"If you don’t fix this, I’ll go find him again."

"You dare!" Fu Nancheng was furious.

He felt that the little troublemaker in front of him was even more audacious than a few years ago.

No matter how you see it, he still had some authority in front of her a few years back, but look at her now, she clearly doesn’t take him seriously!

"I don’t care... anyway, as long as he’s in Jiang City for a day, I’ll go play with him for a day," Qiao Mo threatened with a pout.

Who’s afraid of who!

You think you’re the only one who can threaten!

Fu Nancheng was so angry he couldn’t speak. He picked up the bowl of steaming herbal medicine and took a big gulp.

"Ugh..." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The next moment, Qiao Mo’s mouth was blocked by him again.

The bitterness of the herbal medicine spread once more.

Qiao Mo was so angry she flailed her legs, but she couldn’t break free.

After choking a few times, Qiao Mo finally swallowed the medicine, feeling it was so bitter she wanted to vomit.

"Bastard, doing this again!"

He wiped her lips gently: "Is it that you want me to kiss you, so you’re not willing to drink it?"

"You’re... you’re shameless!"

Fu Nancheng chuckled softly: "As long as I have you, I don’t need dignity."

Qiao Mo glared at him, unable to speak, and Fu Nancheng picked up the bowl again, seemingly intending to continue this tactic.

Qiao Mo immediately grabbed the bowl, "Don’t..."

He looked at her, waiting for her to make a decision.

Qiao Mo let go, burying her head in his shoulder, her gaze a bit sour, she said softly: "Please don’t force me to drink it, I really don’t want to."

Qiao Mo’s eyes were slightly moist.

She was scared.

She dared not try again.

She was afraid of pouring all her joy and expectations into it, afraid of pouring all her love and emotions, but ultimately being unable to protect him, destined to lose him.

She dared not think about it, even more, dared not act.

He seemed to sense her distress and finally understood that it wasn’t just the bitterness of the medicine, but her fear of losing once again.

He whispered: "This time... I will definitely protect our child... and protect you."

Qiao Mo hugged his neck silently.

"Xiao Mo, trust me one more time." He spoke softly, his voice a bit choked.

Not entirely just because he wanted a child of their own, he just thought, if they continued like this forever, it would always be a lingering knot in Qiao Mo’s heart.

Qiao Mo just held his neck and cried, seemingly remembering that child from the past.

Fu Nancheng’s eyes also felt sour, he gently patted her shoulder and said softly: "Don’t cry, darling. You don’t have to drink if you don’t want to, we won’t ever again."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Mo cried even harder.

He raised her head and carefully wiped away her tears: "Alright... why are you crying again, we won’t ever drink it again."

Qiao Mo’s eyes were red, her freshly done makeup was slightly smeared, and her teary countenance made him feel particularly distressed.

Actually, throughout all these years.