Chapter 42: Tang Mo’er Cuckolded Him Three Years Ago
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Han Xiaowan knew that her plans had succeeded and her lips curled into an evil smirk. She signalled to Su Shuiqin with her eyes and Shuiqin instantly understood her intentions, “Brother, Xiaowan, I’ll go somewhere else to find her.”
Su Shuiqin left.
Su Zhe’s handsome face was half shadowed and Han Xiaowan stared at him obsessively, her gaze transfixed. She hugged his strong waist and buried her face into his chest, “Ah Zhe, do you think my sister would really be doing those kinds of things with CEO Dong? I don’t think my sister is this type of person, but then... three years ago, my sister actually did cuckold you...” for new novels
Su Zhe clenched his teeth and breathed heavily after hearing her words. He had also recollected those memories from three years ago. He had just arrived in Las Vegas and started to miss Tang Mo’er, even more so when he heard her soft voice over the phone, he wanted to grow a pair of wings so that he could fly and instantly be by her side.
When he couldn’t stand it anymore, he bought a plane ticket and flew back secretly. He tried to find her in the Royal Hotel when she was just a rookie. However, all he saw was a man carry her into the Presidential Suite.
Holding Han Xiaowan’s shoulder, he pressed his large body against her, ignoring the offensive scent as he pushed her against the wall. He then lifted her long skirt.
Han Xiaowan’s face was very red, but her eyes were half closed in expectation as she pulled him to her.
It was not her.
Su Zhe closed his eyes and all that was on his mind was Tang Mo’er’s beautiful face. Her maiden-like scent, her heavenly legs. All he could see was her.
He didn’t know how much longer he could hold it in. He wanted her. He desperately needed to destroy her.
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Tang Mo’er was still on her toes while kissing Gu Mohan’s sexy thin lips when she heard the urgent moans and Han Xiaowan’s voice scream out, “Ah Zhe, please be more gentle.”
She could hear them before the saw them. The obvious grunts, the uncontrollable moans and the steady rhythmic noise became louder as she saw Su Zhe and Han Xiaowan having sex in the corridor. Han Xiaowan was pushed against the wall and Su Zhe had his belt off, hips thrusting in front of Han Xiaowan. It wasn’t clear whether they were too excited or what had triggered it, but it was unforgettable. The scene continued to play out from where she stood, their faces consumed in passion, the forceful movements, the sounds, everything.
Tang Mo’er’s blood froze. Her 21 year friendship formed from childhood with Su Zhe had finally seen its ugliest moments when she witnessed him having sex with Han Xiaowan with her own two eyes. Her mind became blank.