Chapter 70 - Since You Already Know My Name, Why Are You Still Acting Dumb?

Chapter 70: Since You Already Know My Name, Why Are You Still Acting Dumb?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The thumbs down was the most arrogant provocation. Even from a distance, he could feel the blatant disdain targeted towards him.

Su Zhe clenched his hands and slammed his fist into the windshield. The glass cracked at the force and shattered. His knuckles had deep gashes, cut cut by the glass fragments until they bled.

Once again, he could only watch helplessly as his treasured Tang Mo’er was taken away by another man.

...

In the Bentley, the car slowed down and resumed its original pace. Gu Mohan looked at the woman on his thigh and grabbed her small face, directing her gaze towards him. “In the future, open your eyes and choose your man wisely. Just take a look at your ex-fiance. What’s so good about a man who watches his own woman running away with another man, yet does nothing about it. What a disgrace.”

“Mr Gu... It’s hot in here. I feel horrible.” whispered Tang Mo’er unconsciously. Her two small hands grabbed his slender waist and danced around his taut body uneasily.

Gu Mohan’s voice became hoarse. He forced it into a tender softness as he soothed her, “Be good, it’ll only be a little while longer. Bear with it for a while more, okay?”

“Sir, I...”

“Leave.”

“Yes,” the maid bowed her head.

Tang Mo’er was in a pitiful state. She had been dunked fully clothed into the bath of cold water, giving her a rude wake up call. Her black maxi skirt was so wet it clung to her body like a sopping second skin. It felt horrid.

“I don’t want this, I don’t want cold water. One moment it’s cold and another moment it’s burning hot. Ugh, it feels really horrible.” she whined and tugged at her wet clothes as she started to cry helplessly. She stretched out her hands to hug his neck and kissed his lips.

Her lips were fragrant and soft. Gu Mohan lifted his eyebrows and caressed her waist lovingly.

Tang Mo’er had almost stopped breathing. Like a feather, she trembled with a growing sense of unease and burst out, “Hey, Gu Mohan!”

She called his name.

Gu Mohan opened his tired eyes and stretched out his hand to push her towards his bed.

Just as Tang Mo’er was about to pull herself up, the man had already gotten on top of her. He held her slender wrists to the side of her fair head and leaned down, his voice cold next to her ears, “Tang Mo’er, quit acting. Since you already know my name, why are you still acting dumb, huh?