Chapter 11

Translator: Larbre Studio

Editor: Larbre Studio

Her body was pressed against the door, and her back against Mo Qing’s burning body. The bastard looked as though he hadn’t had enough. As the wind blew, she could feel everything on her cold body.

Han Ke put his hand on the doorknob. It turned slightly.

Gu Xiaoran stopped breathing, and her heart almost jumped out.

If the door had pushed open, Han Ke would have seen the shocking scene behind it.

But Mo Qing didn’t intend to lock the door; instead, he turned her face over with his hand and kissed her lips.

Unable to move or resist, she could only allow herself to be kissed by him. Unable to suppress her inner fear, she glanced sideways at Han Ke through the peephole, her heart pounding.

The doorknob clicked.

Gu Xiaoran fell into despair.

At that moment, Lin Yizhi walked toward Han Ke in a refined manner. Han Ke had to let go of the doorknob to greet him.

Gu Xiaoran silently heaved a sigh of relief.

She turned back and saw Mo Qing looking at her with ridicule.

Anger pent up in her.

How could he still ridicule her after what he had done to her?

But Han Ke was at the door, so she didn’t dare swear at him no matter how angry she was.

“Young Master Mo has instructed me to inform you that he has borrowed your wife, Mr. Han.” Lin Yizhi smiled in a refined manner.

Borrow his wife?

What nonsense was that?

Han Ke was stunned. By the time he recovered from his shock, Lin Yizhi had already turned and left.

“Damn.” Han Ke hit the door hard.

He wondered when the bitchy Gu Xiaoran had gotten involved with Mo Qing.

As there was someone coming over, Han Ke couldn’t embarrass himself in front of others no matter how angry he was. He had to feign a smile and leave with the approaching person.

As Gu Xiaoran watched Han Ke go away, the last bit of energy she had left her body.

Her tense body suddenly went limp as she gasped for air.

It took her a long while before she could speak again.

“You’re a bastard!”

“I’ve never said I was a good man.”

“Mo Qing, I will definitely make you pay for everything that you have done to me!”

“Sure, don’t let me wait too long.” It was the third time she threatened him. He smiled nonchalantly and kissed her red lips, as though he had just heard a little girl brag.

After a kiss, he let go of her and took a step back before slowly tidying his clothes.

Gu Xiaoran went weak in the knees and collapsed onto the floor as she looked at the ripped underwear on the sofa. It was so torn that she could no longer wear it, and she couldn’t imagine how she was supposed to walk out later.

Mo Qing glanced at her, followed her gaze, and looked at the torn underwear.

He picked it up and brought it to her.

Gu Xiaoran wished she could kill him with her eyes. She snatched it from him and threw it straight into the trash.

He squatted down in front of her, lifted her chin with his long fingers, admired her messy hair and awful expression, and smiled.

She looked much better like that than when she was holding Han Ke.

“You’re sexier when you don’t wear it.”

“Get lost!” Gu Xiaoran could not put up with it anymore.

He stood up, grabbed her wrist, pulled her up, and opened the door.

“What are you doing?”

“Didn’t you hear what Lin Yizhi said?”

“Borrow his wife.”

Gu Xiaoran’s face suddenly changed color. She struggled hard, unwilling to leave with him.

“You lunatic, let me go.”

Today was her engagement ceremony. Han Ke would really lose face if she left now.

Mo Qing pulled away her hand that was holding the door tightly, carried her on his shoulder, and left from the back door of the nightclub.

There was a Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost waiting at the entrance. 

The driver saw them come out and quickly got out of the car to open the door.