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Yet, she still stubbornly refused to admit defeat and insisted on competing with him!

A thought flashed through his mind, causing him to be even more distracted.

In a moment, he felt that she was originally that woman's daughter. She was a dissolute woman, and he wanted to torture her and make her suffer. Only by doing this would he be able to relieve the hatred in his heart!

However, in the next moment, he wondered if he was really wrong. What did the grudges of the previous generation have to do with her? She's just an innocent person. Should he listen to Uncle Chang and let her go?

Another thought came to her after a cup of wine had been poured down her throat. Let her go? Dream on!

How long had he planned and put in so much effort to reach where he was today to begin his revenge? How could he give up halfway?!

He wanted to torture her and make her suffer. He wanted to imprison her in this cage of hatred and torture her to death!

He wanted her to watch him and the other women fall asleep, to see him and the other women happy!

Feeling a gentle body sitting beside her, Han Mo didn't even raise his eyes as he pulled her into his embrace, "One million, accompany me for one night."

"Alright …" The woman in his arms didn't even think as she directly wrapped her arms around his neck, using all her strength to rub against his chest.

Han Mo smiled, Qiao Xinran, didn't you say you don't want to be with me? Humph, you should open your eyes and see. There are a lot of women that want to climb onto Han Mo's bed!

As long as they had money, what kind of woman wouldn't be able to get it? Do you think you're the only woman in the world? How stupid!

"Sorry, he's drunk." A familiar voice travelled into his ears. Han Mo raised his head to look, and coldly snorted, "How can it be you?"

Mo Shanshan was wearing a short black skirt, revealing her voluptuous body with blazing red lips and wavy hair, looking extremely charming and enchanting.

Compared to Qiao Xinran's Clear Broth Noodle Soup, this type of face was indeed what he wanted the most.

The woman in Han Mo's embrace looked at Mo Shanshan, then glanced at Han Mo, before standing up and leaving with a face full of unwillingness.

Although she really wanted to climb onto Young Master Mo's bed, she knew clearly that today was not the right time to do so. The two people in front of her, she couldn't afford to offend.

Watching as the lady left with her waist, Han Mo then withdrew his gaze. Looking at Mo Shanshan in front of him, he picked up a cup of wine and laughed sinisterly, "Miss Mo chased away my female companion, then you have to drink with me."

Mo Shanshan did not refuse and drank the wine. After putting down the wine cup, she said, "Young Master Mo, you're drunk."

Drunk? How could he be drunk?

But if he was not drunk, why was his mind filled with that woman called Qiao Xinran? He must be crazy to still be thinking about her!

He immediately grabbed Mo Shanshan's hand and pulled her into her embrace with all her might. Mo Shanshan exclaimed, "Young Master Mo! "If you drink too much, I'll send you home."

"Go home? Which home? " He reached out, clamped his hand around her chin, and bit into it.

It was so painful that she sucked in a breath of cold air. Tears filled her eyes, but she did not let out a single sound.

She knew that this was the only chance she had to climb into his bed! She had been waiting for this opportunity for far, far too long.

Actually, she had already seen it when Han Mo had first walked in. He had been waiting for the right opportunity to strike up a conversation. He didn't expect that the woman from before would have almost lost this precious opportunity.

Han Mo let her go and asked with a cold smile, "Does it hurt?"

She bit her lips and nodded, making an expression that would cause others to cherish her the most, but Han Mo snorted coldly, "Then you can go."

Go? He actually let her go? How could she leave with such a good opportunity?

"Young Master Mo, I'm not afraid of pain. As long as you're happy, I'm willing to do anything. "

She simply stretched out her hand and grabbed his neck, pressing her body tightly against his chest.

Han Mo laughed coldly, it was indeed another slut!

He picked up a cup of wine and gulped it down, then pulled Mo Shanshan along to walk out.

In the VIP room upstairs, he did not even turn on the light. The moment he opened the door, he pressed her against the wall and bit down hard, like a hungry beast.

The pain coming from her neck made her unable to hold back from clenching her fists tightly, but in the end, she still raised her hand and wrapped it around his waist.

She definitely wouldn't miss such an opportunity.

Sensing her initiative, Han Mo only felt sarcastic.

Qiao Xinran, you're not willing? Look, as long as it's a woman, she's already taking the initiative to approach me! Even your best friend is begging to be in my bed!

It was unknown whether the alcohol had disturbed his mind or whether the darkness had blinded his eyes. His breathing became more and more rapid as he tossed her onto the bed and leaned over her.

"Please beg me …"

Mo Shanshan used the gentlest of voices, and said in a low voice, "Please, you need me …"

Han Mo smiled slightly, and gently caressed her cheeks. "Now that's a good girl, Qiao Xinran …"

Hearing this familiar name, Mo Shan's body couldn't help but shiver. He actually thought of her as Qiao Xinran!

What he wanted was not her, Mo Shanshan, but the Qiao Xinran who had no looks, no body, and no body?

When he heard the name of another from the mouth of the man he liked, he felt a surge of anger. However, before she could say anything, she was already crushed …

The morning sun shone through the window onto Han Mo's face, like a warm little hand, waking him up from his dream.

He slowly opened his eyes and sat up, feeling a splitting headache.

Rubbing his throbbing temples, he finally got a clear look at the scene before him. Why wasn't he at home?

After scanning around for a while, he remembered that this was the VIP room of Tang Dynasty's bar. But, why was he here? He drank too much yesterday, so he couldn't remember what happened after that.

A woman's hand suddenly reached out from beside him, causing him to jump in fright. As she focused her eyes, she couldn't help but curse. Dammit, how could it be her?

It wasn't that he had never experienced such a situation before, but every time he woke up, he would be surrounded by women he didn't know. It was just a business transaction between body and money.

However, he felt a bit awkward towards the woman beside him.

If Qiao Xinran knew what happened between him and her best friend, she would probably go crazy, right?

But why should he think of her? Why worry about her? Wouldn't it be better to drive her mad?

Didn't he marry her to torture her? If she found out that her best friend had gone to her husband's bed for money, it would probably be the greatest torture to her, right?