His thin lips curved upward into a faint smile, and he taunted her with his dark eyes. "Do I even need drugs to get you?"
Tang Xinyan's eyes widened and gawked at the man before her in disbelief.
Did he mean that he would not need to use drugs if he wanted to get her?
"You want to do it by force?" Tang Xinyan's facial expression changed immediately.
Mo Chiwei did not answer her and passed the cup of tea to her again. "Drink it."
Tang Xinyan looked down into the cup and saw the color of the tea. It was the color of a bitter and unpleasant drink.
She had always been afraid of eating medicine and taking injections her whole life. They could even be on par with the dogs which she was so afraid of.
Tang Xinyan covered her mouth and shook her little head. "It looks awful, I'm not gonna drink it!"
Mo Chiwei's eyes were deadly cold. "Are you sure?"
Tang Xinyan did not dare look straight into his dark eyes. She turned away, and shook her head with absolute certainty and conviction. "I will not drink it!"
If she said that she would not drink something, she would not, she was a woman of her words!
Mo Chiwei gave her a frosty glare. He lowered his head and drank a mouthful of tea. Then, he suddenly yanked her hand that was covering her mouth and grabbed her chin by force and with dominance.
He was too fast. Before Tang Xinyan could react, he had already reached her mouth and fed her the mouthful of tea using his very own mouth, forcing her to swallow it.
The taste was indeed unpleasant!
Tang Xinyan's delicate face crumpled due to the bitterness and she furrowed her brows tightly. She shamefully and angrily glared at the man who was attempting to feed her again.
"Fine, I will drink it. I'll drink it on my own."
Tang Xinyan wanted to finish the drink immediately so that he would leave as soon as possible. She did not care much about the bitterness. She took the cup and took a big gulp.
But the taste was too horrible and she failed to hold it in.
"Blurgh!"
She spat everything out onto the man's face and also his clean white shirt.
As a neat freak, his handsome face darkened in the blink of an eye.
Tang Xinyan could feel a chilling breeze surround her.
She curved her lips and forced a smile. "I said I will not drink it but you forced me to. How about I pay for the shirt, give me your account number, I will transfer the money to you tomorrow."
The man pursed his thin lips tightly and his seductive jawline was obviously tensing up. He was not happy about it.
Tang Xinyan saw the look in his eyes and felt that he was going to strangle her in the next second.
She took two steps back and kept a safe distance between them. She bit her red lips and said with insecurity, "If not, I can buy a new one for you!"
Mo Chiwei stuck one of his hands into his pocket and squinted at her coldly. Although he seemed expressionless, he could still exert a great amount of pressure to people around him out of nowhere.
"Are you sure that you can get the exact same one?" He narrowed his cold eyes. He was born with that nobility and indifference of his.
Tang Xinyan furrowed her delicate eyebrows. She believed that he was messing with her. How was it even possible to have two shirts that were exactly the same in this world? Even if it was machine-made, there was still going to be some slight differences.
A grown-up man was messing with her because he could not get over a single shirt!
That was so unacceptable!
Looking at her angry and puffy face, Mo Chiwei's tensed complexion loosened up a little. He spoke in his gruff voice, "Get me a clean shirt that has never been worn by anyone else before." Then, he walked toward the washroom in the living room.