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Mo Yue Chen laughed sarcastically, and in the next moment, his sparkling and translucent small lips appeared on his lips.

"Ugh …" Qin Yu Xuan's eyes widened as she looked at Mo Yue Chen in disbelief. In the next moment, she was struggling with all her might!

Easily putting her hands on his head, he indulged in her fragrance, coupled with her struggles and powerful attacks, there was no way he could refuse.

"Ugh …" Are you … "Woo woo …"

For the first time, Qin Yu Xuan felt that the gap between males and females could actually be this big, so big that even if she struggled, it would still turn into enjoyment for him.

But what was this?

They were only a couple in name. He needed a wife to relieve the family's pressure, and she needed a home, so they had to take what they needed. And now, what was this?

A lustful relationship?

A frail tear fell from the corner of Qin Yu Xuan's eyes. If he wanted it, how could she have the power to struggle?

Seeing Mo Yue Chen who had suddenly stood up, other than being caught off guard, on Qin Yu Xuan's pale face, there was a hint of relief.

Mo Yue Chen looked deeply at Qin Yu Xuan along with a few strands of moonlight that passed through the window curtain. After seeing the expression on her face, he sneered soundlessly.

He lifted his foot and left in large strides.

"Bang!"

She looked in the direction of the door in a daze for a while. Then, she got up, locked the door, tightly hugged her body, and laid down on the bed and slowly fell asleep.

Outside the door, Mo Yue Chen heard the sound of tiny footsteps and the sound of an ice-cold lock. His gaze that carried a bit of lust gradually turned ice-cold.

It had been three days, and since Mo Yue Chen had slammed the door and left, he had not returned for three days. Qin Yu Xuan looked at the cartoon that was urging her and Mo Yue Chen to use it as its foundation, and her thoughts drifted away.

Thinking about that hot and urgent kiss, and that ice-cold and angry voice, Qin Yu Xuan's expression gradually became sorrowful.

It wasn't easy for the two of them to resolve He Wenwei's misunderstanding, but they never thought that they would fall into a cold war so quickly.

"Creaaaaak." The door turned and emitted a light sound, interrupting Qin Yu Xuan's train of thought.

Mo Yue Chen pushed the door and entered. He walked past Qin Yu Xuan with an indifferent expression, towards the study room.

"Mo Yue Chen." Qin Yu Xuan subconsciously opened her mouth as she paused in her steps. In the next moment, she left as if she had not heard anything.

Qin Yu Xuan laughed bitterly, the words that she used to toast him were exactly the way the two of them were now.

Shaking his head, Qin Yu Xuan scattered his thoughts and turned off the computer. In that moment, the sound of a brush rubbing against paper could be heard from inside the room.

Mo Yue Chen stayed in the study room for the entire afternoon, working until night before coming out. During this time, Qin Yu Xuan gave him a cup of hot tea which she completely disregarded.

Qin Yu Xuan was helpless, anxious and disappointed. Rather than treating her as though nothing had happened, she preferred him to ridicule, question her and even insult her.

As the night gradually deepened, Qin Yu Xuan lied on the bed and watched Mo Yue Chen's back facing away from her several times, bit her lips, and the color of her eyes gradually moistened.

Until the oppressive and light breathing behind him gradually calmed down, Mo Yue Chen's stiff figure moved, and he turned around.

Mo Yue Chen looked at the peaceful and beautiful smiling face under the dim yellow light, and his slightly wrinkled eyebrows seemed to be unable to sleep soundly in his dreams. His cold and indifferent expression gradually softened, revealing hidden emotions.

After not seeing her for three days, she seemed to have lost weight. Her dark circles had also grown larger. She looked very haggard.

Was it because of him?

Mo Yue Chen asked himself. In that instant, he remembered the girl's violent resistance, tears of pain, and the door that was tightly locked without a crack.

The corner of Mo Yue Chen's mouth gradually revealed a mocking smile. How was this possible?

What she loves, she couldn't let go, even if it was an excuse, she had to get close to the man, it was Liao Tian Yi, Mo Yue Chen, what do you think love is so much.

When Qin Yu Xuan woke up, she could no longer see Mo Yue Chen on the bed. The empty large bed was cold and empty, just like how he had woken up every single day. It was as if the feeling of security on his back last night was just an illusion.

She couldn't take it anymore. If this went on, she would get depressed.

Gripping the blanket tightly in his hand, a resolute look flashed across Qin Yu Xuan's eyes.

She had admitted her mistake in this matter, but if he did not accept it, it meant that she was not sincere enough.

After eating breakfast, Qin Yu Xuan called Mo Yue Chen's company.

"Hello."

"Hello, who is this Le Xuan Group Secretary?"

The sweet voice of the secretary on the line allowed Qin Yu Xuan's uneasy heart to calm down. With a light cough, Qin Yu Xuan said: "I am Qin Yu Xuan, I am looking for Mo Yue Chen."

"Madam." He didn't expect the president's wife to call the company line. The secretary exclaimed in surprise and said respectfully, "Please wait a moment, I will transfer the call to you right away."

"Alright." Qin Yu Xuan quietly waited until five or six minutes had passed before she sent him an apologetic sweet rejection.

"My apologies Madam, Director Mo is in a meeting right now, so it's not convenient for him to pick up the phone. Why don't you try calling his private number later in the afternoon?"

Nodding her head, Qin Yu Xuan hung up the phone, looking even more dejected. She was afraid that Mo Yue Chen would not pick up the phone, so she intentionally used the number to call his company, but was rejected.

Qin Yu Xuan puffed up her cheeks, encouraging herself in her heart. Don't give up, I'll let him see your sincerity!

Office of the President of the Le Xuan

"Did you refuse?"

"Yes, CEO."

After hearing the satisfactory reply, Mo Yue Chen nodded his head and waved his hands to get people to leave, but his mood was unexplainable loss, as his phone kept flashing with names, causing him to turn off his phone restlessly.

Half an hour later, he received another meal.

"Why not?" Mo Yue Chen's voice was very cold, so cold that it made the front desk tremble.

"Madame placed her at the front desk and left. We didn't even have time …" Reject.

Mo Yue Chen looked at the package and impatiently ordered his men to get down.

Qin Yu Xuan, who exactly are you putting on an act for now!

With a "pa" sound, he was thrown to the ground, and the soup splashed out like flames of anger.

The staff outside the CEO's office were all frightened and all of them shrank back their necks.

For the past few days, the CEO's office had been ten miles around, the people had disappeared, and the atmosphere had been oppressed to the point of bursting. It was all because of the CEO's low pressure.

In an instant, his contact number rang.

The operator swallowed and picked up the phone. He heard Director Mo's cold voice.

"Get the cleaners to come in and clean up."

"Yes."