Chapter 143
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Gu Mohan raised his good-looking brows and carried the woman in his arms.
Yan Dong opened the door to the presidential suite. Gu Mohan walked to Huo Beichen with Tang Mo 'er in his arms and stopped in his tracks. He glared at Huo Beichen with his deep and narrow eyes. "Don't let me see you touch her next time, or I'll chop off your hand."
"…"
Gu Mohan carried Tang Mo 'er into the room.
…
In the room.
Tang Mo 'er was placed on the handmade carpet. Gu Mohan walked to the office table and placed the documents down. He lifted his hand to unbutton his suit and hung it over the back of the chair. He rolled up the buttons on his white shirt and turned to look at her. "Don't dress so rashly in the future."
Mm, he was … angry.
Looking at his cold and stiff side profile, Tang Mo 'er pouted her cherry red lips in displeasure. "How am I dressed rashly? I didn't even reveal a bit. "
She was dressed normally, it was just a silk negligee. She usually wore this kind of dress when she attended events.
Gu Mohan walked over when he heard this. His white shirt and black trousers made him look like he was looking down on her. "You didn't dress rashly. Huo Beichen pinned you down just now. If you dared to reveal a bit, I can guarantee that you'll be gang-raped on the streets."
Tang Mo 'er sniffled angrily, her luscious lashes drooped and she muttered to herself, "It's not my fault that I'm so pretty, it's not my fault that men want to take advantage of me. Do you have to be so petty and be angry with me over such a small matter?" Tang Mo' er's face turned red.
"…"
Gu Mohan cupped her tiny face. Her nose was red and her eyes were red. She looked like she was about to cry.
His eyes darkened. "What's wrong with you today? You're already crying after just a few sentences, hm? "
He was jealous. Every time he thought of how Huo Beichen pinned her against the wall, he felt a tightness in his chest. If he wasn't wrong, Huo Beichen's crotch was still hard.
"I'm … bleeding. Gu Mohan, did I have a miscarriage?" The woman's voice was soft and she sounded helpless and weak.
Gu Mohan froze for a moment, then his gaze landed on her thighs.
The silk nightgown only reached up to her knees, and a drop of blood dripped down the inside of her tender white thigh from the slit between her legs.
The man's eyes darkened at the sight. He reached out to pick up her skirt with his index finger.
"What are you doing?" Tang Mo 'er quickly held his hand down, not letting him lift it.
"Tang Mo 'er, have you forgotten whose woman you are now? What's under your dress is also mine. "The man's voice became husky, but it was still as domineering as ever.
Tang Mo 'er blushed. She had accidentally boarded his car again. At this moment, she felt a chill at the base of her legs. Her nightdress had been lifted up.
Her pale face was instantly covered with a layer of shameful red. She hugged her legs together, not daring to look at him.
Gu Mohan's Adam's apple bobbed, the visual impact made his eyes turn bloodshot. This woman was here to torture him.
"You're not pregnant. How did you miscarry?"
What?
Tang Mo 'er looked at him in shock.
"I only took a small portion of your medicine that time. I didn't even break your hymen. You're still a virgin now, it's impossible for you to get pregnant," he said concisely.
Tang Mo 'er gasped, it took her a full minute to digest his words. She took two steps forward, raised her fist and punched the man's muscular chest. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? You did it on purpose, you even used my pregnancy to force me into a relationship with you, you bastard!" Tang Mo' er's eyes widened.
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