Chapter 13：He Asked Her to Help Him Get Changed

Looking at the trembling figures of Jiang Na'er and Ning Fu fleeing, Tang Xinyan secretly quivered.

This man who looked handsome on the outside, was really cruel and cold-blooded on the inside.

He could break a woman's wrist easily without even lifting an eyebrow.

Although she did not pity Ning Fu, she was now even more afraid of this man. 

Since she splashed red wine on him, would he break her wrist as well?

Tang Xinyan quietly hid her hands behind her. She lowered her long and thick eyelashes and backed away silently. She wanted to leave while he was not paying attention. 

After two steps backward, the man, who did not look at her up till now, turned in her direction and squinted at her with his black pair of eyes.

Tang Xinyan's heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Although he was just standing there and not doing anything, the mature man's cold and indifferent aura was daunting, and it intimidated whomever that may cross his path. 

There was a time and place for everything. Tang Xinyan did not dare to anger him further. The corners of her lips twitched, and her voice was soft as she said, "Mister, you were rude to me first, that's why I splashed red wine on you. Now we don't owe each other anything right?" 

This man was too dangerous, she needed to stay away from him as soon as possible, and not come into contact with him ever again.

Mo Chiwei threw the handkerchief he used to wipe his hand away. He slid the hand that had the valuable watch on into his pocket, and looked at Tang Xinyan coldly. "Come with me."

"..." Tang Xinyan was speechless.

Mo Chiwei walked two steps forward. Seeing that Tang Xinyan was standing there without moving, his dashing eyebrows furrowed. "You don't want to?"

His clear voice seemed to be somber and dangerous.

Tang Xinyan looked at the man's eyes which were like the color of midnight. She pursed her lips, but before she could say anything, his placid voice rang in her ears again, "I'm not asking you to sleep with me."

Tang Xinyan had no choice but to take a deep breath and follow the man into an empty room.

In the room, the tall man sat on a sofa and crossed his long legs gracefully. He lowered his head, lit a cigarette and puffed a cloud of smoke. Tang Xinyan stood by the door, looking at the handsome face of the man amidst the smoke. She had no idea why he had asked her to go with him. She really could not predict his thoughts.

About ten minutes later, the doorbell rang. 

Tang Xinyan opened the door and a young and good-looking man passed her an exquisite bag. "Young Master Mo's shirt." He left quickly after saying so.

Tang Xinyan roughly understood why Mo Chiwei had wanted her to be here.

She took out a customized white shirt and tactfully walked toward Mo Chiwei. "Sir, here is your shirt."

Mo Chiwei stubbed out his cigarette, and stood up tall and straight. 

He did not take the shirt from Tang Xinyan. Instead, he stared at her with his pitch-black eyes. "Help me get changed."

Tang Xinyan heard what he said and secretly despised him.

He had a pair of hands but asked her to help him get changed instead.

"Can I leave after I help you get changed?" She lifted her eyes and looked at him.

Their eyes met. Her delicate and dainty face was reflected in his black pupils, it made him seem even more unfathomable. 

He slightly pursed his cold lips, and between his eyebrows were the indifference and calmness he had gathered from being in the business market. Being stared by him in such a close range, Tang Xinyan's breathing was stirred up. 

She knew that this had nothing to do with love.

There was always a type of man in this world who could emit a strong masculine aura through their eyes, and make people lose their minds.