If you don't stay, how can I tell who is Joe Qiao?
The room was soon quiet again.
Taichi Miyazaki stared at the wide open door for a long time.
One of the assistants cautiously stepped forward and asked, "Boss, what should we do now?"
"Speed up the acquisition of the support company and get Han Xue 'er here!" Taichi Miyazaki said coldly. His eyes were filled with coldness and the temperature around them dropped by a few degrees.
The assistant nodded. "I understand."
After a while, Taichi Miyazaki turned around and muttered, "Joe Qiao, you forced me to do this. You forced me to do this!"
He had given her countless chances, but she did not cherish them.
In that case, she shouldn't blame him for being ruthless!
In the car.
Qiao Qiao's body continued to heat up. He Shaochen felt as if he was hugging a stove. He saw Qiao Qiao's breathing quicken as she tried her best to suppress herself. He shouted angrily at the driver in front, "Drive faster!"
The driver was so frightened that he trembled. He slammed on the accelerator and the car shot out.
In the end, they still returned to the Century New Testament villa. He Shaochen carried Qiao Qiao out and found that the house had been tidied up. He couldn't help but be stunned as he looked at the woman in his arms.
Was she planning to sever all ties with him?
Pretend that nothing happened?
He Shaochen threw her onto the bed. At this time, Qiao Qiao had already woken up from her coma. She saw a figure approaching her. Her memory was still stuck in the image of Taichi Miyazaki walking towards her.
Her nerves immediately tensed up. Before she could see the person clearly, she started to resist with all her might. "Nuoyi, don't be like this. I don't want to …"
"Han Xue 'er, open your eyes and take a good look at who I am!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Qiao Qiao's eyes widened. Taichi Miyazaki's figure disappeared and was replaced by He Shaochen, who was glaring at her angrily.
"Why are you here?"
Qiao Qiao said in surprise.
She quickly scanned her surroundings and found that this was not Taichi Miyazaki's villa, but Century New York's villa. Why was she here?
Before she could sort out her thoughts, He Shaochen suddenly pressed her down on the bed. He gritted his teeth and said, "If I weren't here, would you still be looking forward to Taichi Miyazaki? You clearly know that that man is harboring ill intentions towards you, yet you're still so considerate as to chase after him. Are you that impatient for a man? "
Qiao Qiao was a little dazed after hearing this.
She had been struck by the Taichi Miyazaki on the back of her neck, and her consciousness had been alternating between sober and blurry. At this moment, the heat in her body made her vaguely aware of what the Taichi Miyazaki had done to her.
However, Qiao Qiao had never thought that he would treat her like this.
"Are you still thinking about that man?"
He Shaochen's angry voice pulled Qiao Qiao's consciousness back to reality. She looked at the angry man in front of her and her heart skipped a beat. The discomfort in her body quickly made her fall into a frenzy of desire.
Her face was so red that it almost dripped blood. She bit her lips and retorted, "Mr. He, what does it have to do with you whether I'm thinking about a man or not?"
"How does it have nothing to do with me?" He Shaochen said angrily.
"Does it have anything to do with me?" Qiao Qiao asked back.
Qiao Qiao lived in his heart. Why should he care who she was thinking about?
Only the state officials were allowed to set fires, but not the common people?
She put her hand on He Shaochen's chest and pushed him out. She resisted the impulse in her heart and said hoarsely, "Mr. He, can I borrow your bathroom?"
"Borrow the bathroom?"
He Shaochen didn't understand what she meant. "Why are you taking a shower now?"
Qiao Qiao glared at him. A trace of awkwardness and embarrassment flashed across her eyes. She said with difficulty, "I'm … not in a good condition now … I want to take a cold shower."
Qiao Qiao felt that she was about to be set on fire. If she didn't calm down now, she might really pounce on He Shaochen.
She didn't want to have anything to do with this man anymore.
She turned around and walked in the direction of the bathroom. However, before she reached it, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a strong force. She turned around and saw He Shaochen staring at her with a strange expression.
"Han Xue 'er, what are you up to now?"
Qiao Qiao was stunned and looked at He Shaochen in shock. Before she could say anything, He Shaochen suddenly grabbed her and dragged her in the direction of the bathroom.
She was pressed against the wall of the bathroom and her back hit with a dull thud.
It hurt!
Qiao Qiao glared at He Shaochen angrily and said in exasperation, "He Shaochen, what are you trying to do … Mmm …"
Before she could finish her sentence, He Shaochen had already covered her lips.
He bit her and swallowed all the words that were about to come out of her mouth. With a gentle flick of his hand, the two of them were instantly enveloped by countless thin lines of water, completely drenching their bodies.
However, the water didn't cool down Qiao Qiao's burning body. Instead, it magnified the desire in her heart.
He Shaochen's lips were by her ear, sexy and seductive. "Why go through so much trouble if you want to put out the fire? I don't mind helping you this once …"
Hooligan!
This thought flashed through Qiao Qiao's mind.
He Shaochen tore off her clothes rudely, completely ruining Qiao Qiao's clothes.
The pitter-patter of water sounded in her ears.
Qiaoqiao's vision turned black. She felt like she was duckweed floating in the ocean. She could only go with the flow without the slightest bit of resistance. The strong aphrodisiac was tainted with the taste of lust. It was like a wild beast that had broken out of its cage, causing Qiaoqiao's rationality to be completely destroyed.
She knew that this was wrong.
But she couldn't help but sink into it.
In the end, when the two of them were exhausted, He Shaochen put Qiao Qiao on the bed.
Qiao Qiao's body temperature had returned to normal. She leaned against He Shaochen's back. She was so tired that she didn't even want to move a finger, but she didn't want to sleep at all. Her eyes were wide open, but there was confusion as she looked at the things in front of her aimlessly.
She said that she would never step into this house again, but in just a few hours, she was here again.
God really liked to play tricks on her.
Was a powerless commoner like her supposed to be at the mercy of others?
A hand was placed on her waist, forcefully holding her in his arms.
He Shaochen's voice was mesmerizing and husky. "Be good and stay by my side. Don't do anything that makes me angry. I can satisfy you whatever you want."
Men who had been sated were all like this.
Qiao Qiao's bright eyes dimmed, and her lips curved into a cold smile. She was disappointed in He Shaochen and had no other thoughts. She said, "What if I want to be Mrs He?"
She could clearly feel the man behind her stiffen, and his voice suddenly turned cold. "Han Xue 'er, I think I've already told you. Don't do anything that makes me angry! I won't mistreat you materially! "
Qiao Qiao sneered.
She pulled He Shaochen's hand away and propped herself up. Her brown eyes were cold. "Perhaps other women would do anything to be your mistress, but I don't care. Please don't belittle me again. Not only is it an insult to me, it's also disloyal to Madam Qiao."
He Shaochen's face darkened.
Qiao Qiao didn't care.
She definitely wouldn't be a mistress that was looked down upon.
Her clothes had already been torn by He Shaochen, and Qiao Qiao was a little worried.
She couldn't possibly run around naked. What should she do now?
She had just said harsh words to He Shaochen, and now she was going to beg him to give her a piece of clothing? She couldn't open her mouth. Just as Qiao Qiao didn't know what to do, He Shaochen's cold voice came from behind her.
"You, you're saying that you're Joe Qiao?"
Qiao Qiao's heart skipped a beat. Her eyes flashed, but she quickly calmed down and said lightly, "You won't believe me anyway. Just take it that I'm talking nonsense. You don't have to take it to heart …"
As soon as she said that, Qiao Qiao felt the things in front of her spinning rapidly. When she came back to her senses, He Shaochen was already on top of her, looking down at her.
Qiao Qiao struggled for a while, but she couldn't break free. She said angrily, "Don't you think this farce is enough? He Shaochen, I'll say it again. I definitely won't be a mistress that's looked down upon by others! "
"You said that you're Joe Qiao. You must have proof, right?"
He Shaochen didn't answer her question.
Qiao Qiao was stunned.
She looked at his handsome face, only to see his thin lips open and close. He said domineeringly, "You're not by my side, so how can I compare the two? Only after observing can I have the right to speak, isn't that right? "
Qiao Qiao's heart started to beat wildly, and her voice trembled. "You, you're really willing to believe my words?"
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