Hugging Chen Zitong, Mo Chengjun coldly looked at the group of people he could call his family, but there wasn't the slightest bit of gentleness in his eyes.
"Cheng Jun, do you want to go back with us?" Mo Ran pretended to be calm and asked, but she was a little anxious in her heart. Back then, when that man died, he had that kind of expression, which was then followed by a great change in emotions for the Mo’s Group.
"Want to leave?" Yes! Apologize first! " Ignoring Mo Ran's feigned affability, Mo Chengjun spoke with determination, his words not giving any room for negotiation.
"Cousin, I've already apologized!" Zhen Aitong said anxiously. She had already apologized, what else could she do?
"Kneel down and apologize!" Mo Chengjun casually swept up a strand of hair, the gentleness in his hand and the coldness in his words formed a huge contrast, striking at the hearts of the three people at the door.
"On what basis? I don't want it! " Zhen Aitong shook her head and retreated a few steps, the tears in her eyes revealed her sorrow, as though she had been shocked by Mo Chengjun's coldness.
"Why don't you kneel down and apologize, or make your preparations for the bankruptcy of the Zhen Family, whatever you want!" Placing the hair in his hand on the corner of his mouth, Mo Chengjun gave a very democratic look and gave two choices.
She knew that he could do it. Although Zhen Family could be considered as an upper class society, it was still nothing compared to the Mo family. What was he supposed to do?
Why was Mo Chengjun so protective of that woman? If the person in his arms was him, how good would it be!
"Which one?" After waiting for a moment and not waiting for a reply, Mo Chengjun frowned and looked at the woman who was in a daze impatiently.
"Cheng Jun, Ai Tong is your cousin!" Mo Ran looked at the overbearing Mo Chengjun, and could not help but say.
"Which one?" As if he hadn't heard Mo Ran's question, Mo Chengjun asked once again.
"Sigh, Cheng Jun, since Ai Tong knows her wrongs, don't make things difficult for her!" Old Master Mo let out a long sigh and couldn't help but join in the persuasion. No matter what happened with Mo Ran, it was the Mo family that still owed Ai Tong this child!
"Which one?" Mo Chengjun asked for the third time, the cold glint in his eyes almost turning into substance.
Zhen Aitong still held onto her last glimmer of hope, and looked at Mo Ran before looking at Old Master Mo.
"Since you're not going to choose, I'll help you choose!" After waiting for too long for an answer, Mo Chengjun exhausted his last bit of patience, "Choose the former, Boss Mo, come in and help her!"
Boss Mo who was guarding the door answered and walked straight to Zhen Aitong's side, forcing her to form a kneeling posture. She said coldly: "Miss Zhen, please apologize!"
Forced to do such an humiliating action, Zhen Aitong looked at the man who loved her wholeheartedly with sorrow, and wailed in an incomparably miserable manner: "Cousin brother, you actually treated me like this? "Why?"
"Apologize!" Mo Chengjun's eyes flashed with a light as he coldly berated.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Zhen Aitong miserably shouted out those six words, looking at Chen Zitong with suppressed hatred in her eyes, "Is this enough? Can you forgive me now? "
"Although I'm not sincere enough, it's not that bad. Let's just forget about it for now …" Leaning on Mo Chengjun, Chen Zitong lazily looked at the woman on the ground and decided to do this for the time being.
With the nature of Zhen Family and his mother, they definitely wouldn't let things end like this. The most exciting things were yet to come, and she could play with them for a while, and then slowly find flaws and restore the truth from back then!
"Cousin, why?" Even after receiving Chen Zitong's' forgiveness', Zhen Aitong was still kneeling on the ground in a daze, stubbornly wanting an answer.
As he focused on Chen Zitong's side profile, Mo Chengjun didn't even pay attention to her question.
In the end, it was Mo Ran who could not bear to watch any longer. She forcefully pulled Zhen Aitong up and left the ward with a face full of ice and frost, "As expected, being the CEO of a hospital is different. We can't afford to offend you and we can't hide from you."
"No one can hurt her!" After everyone had left, Mo Chengjun talked to himself, with a solemn expression on his face, "Including me!"
"Mo Chengjun, you can let go of me now!" Chen Zitong's heart trembled from his words, she bit her lips, remembered his decision, and said calmly.
Perhaps, they had gotten along in the wrong way in the beginning, which was why he was used to putting himself under his wing. He didn't have the slightest freedom to choose for himself, and at the same time, he was also isolated from the possibility of being on par with him.
Such a love, no matter how perfect, was not what she wanted!
"Tongtong, come home with me …" Mo Chengjun kissed her hair and hugged her tighter, "Mother is still waiting for me at home. She is still at home talking about you promised to give her a grandson."
"I'll check on my mother from time to time. I won't let her suspect anything!" Mentioning the Mrs. Mo, Chen Zitong's heart softened. Especially with Chang Wencun's contrast, his maternal love became even more precious.
"Impossible!" Holding her tightly, Mo Chengjun finally felt her seriousness, "I told you before, the Mo family wouldn't divorce, so just give up on this thought!"
"Mo Chengjun, I did not say that I wanted to get a divorce. I just wanted to separate for a while to properly think over the relationship between us!" Chen Zitong coldly analyzed to him, "If we continue to walk like this, the two of us will definitely walk on the same path as ourselves. It would be better if we take advantage of the situation and calm down ourselves first!"
"There's nothing to calm down about! You are the Mrs. Mo of the Mo’s Group, I am the CEO of the Mo’s Group, and you, Chen Zitong, are my wife. No matter who intervenes, it will never change! " Mo Chengjun didn't accept her words at all, and could only remind him that she was still alive using the temperature in his arms!
"Mo Chengjun, matters of the heart are not wishful thinking. The love you give me is not what I want! So, let's split up for a while! " After twisting and turning in his arms, Chen Zitong turned his head and looked at him seriously.
A chill suddenly rose up Mo Chengjun's body, as if he was going to freeze the two of them, suppressing the question that was about to burst out. He buried his head in her neck, not looking at her eyes that were filled with determination.
"I know what you've done for me. I also know that you've changed a lot for me. If you've never been moved by me, then it must be a lie!" The weight on her shoulders made her laugh bitterly, and a voice inside her kept telling herself: Who could be better to you than him? You will surely regret leaving him!
"Then why separate?" A suppressed voice sounded from his neck, as if he was desperately suppressing something.
"But, in the end, what you gave me was not what I wanted. We are still not the same kind of people!" Thinking back to the arguments the two of them had, the pain in Chen Zitong's voice gushed out as she bit her lower red lip to the point where she also felt a hint of blood.
"Then who is it that you want? Feng Chen? Are you the only one who is on the same side as him? " Mo Chengjun finally could not endure it any longer and roared out explosively, his raised black eyes filled with a suppressed madness.
"Mo Chengjun, I'm talking about our matter, what are you pulling on others for?" Chen Zitong looked at him in disbelief, not thinking that he would say such a thing. He knew, she knew …
"You can't even name him?" Mo Chengjun sneered, and raised his hand to caress her red lips, "Here, has he ever kissed before? Have I kissed you so hard that you couldn't breathe? "
The words were like daggers that stabbed into Chen Zitong's heart, until she was bleeding profusely.
"Mo Chengjun, you're not rational right now, I'm not talking to you!" Turning his head back, Chen Zitong looked at the pure white wall with teary eyes, letting the waves of pain in his heart attack his limbs and bones.
"Then who are you talking to? Feng Chen? " Mo Chengjun continued to laugh coldly.
In the past few days, Feng Chen had already become a thorn in his heart.
Moreover, even though he had temporarily let go of his pride for the sake of this woman that he had placed in his heart, deep down, he was still the one and only Mo Chengjun!
"You're crazy!" Through her tears, Chen Zitong vaguely saw his somewhat distorted facial features.
"That's right, I've already gone mad. You drove me crazy!" Mo Chengjun's mouth curved up in a smile, revealing an extremely dangerous look, "As the instigator, you want to escape? "Don't even think about it!"
Sensing the danger, Chen Zitong struggled fiercely. She wanted to escape, but she was unable to do so due to Mo Chengjun's strength.
As soon as he came close to those red lips, Mo Chengjun tasted a little bit of the blood, and licked the blood droplets off his lips little by little. He muttered softly: "Tongtong, I told you that no one is allowed to hurt you, even yourself! Don't even think about running away from me, I won't allow it! "
Her cheeks were dyed red by the hot wet air, but her heart was ice-cold.
Was this what he meant by love? How could she possibly want such a love when she was tyrannically ignoring her own wishes? She couldn't afford it, but she didn't want it either!
After licking his lips for a long time and feeling that the delicate body in his embrace was growing more and more stiff, Mo Chengjun was unwilling to let go of the sweetness on his lips.
Maybe with a child... She wouldn't say those words again!
Once this crazy thought appeared in his mind, he couldn't let it go. His fiery body covered his enchanting body.
When the exhausted Chen Zitong woke up from her slumber, the moon was already hanging in the sky.
Waves of burning pain came from his lips that had been bitten, and he tightly hugged his heavy four limbs.
Remembering how Yun Che had forced him to say "You're not allowed to leave!" time and time again, Chen Zitong's heart did not have a single trace of change. If there was a trace of hesitation before, then she had truly made up her mind.
"Mo Chengjun, I know you're awake. Let's have a chat!"