"Huo Beichen, where are you going?" The second daughter of the Jun family, Jun Xiling, promptly tugged on Huo Beichen's sleeve. She pouted her pink lips innocently. "Don't go, your grandfather said that there are many fun places in Karghalik and he wants you to bring me there. I want to go now."
Huo Beichen's handsome face was filled with impatience. "Second Miss Jun, you said it yourself, my grandfather said that. So can I trouble you to look for my grandfather and ask him to bring you there?"
"You!"
Huo Beichen smirked and retracted his arm. "Second Miss Jun, I don't like to go out and have fun. What I like to do is … play with women. I'll bring you to a brothel someday and get a few girls to accompany you, hm?"
Jun Xiling was fuming with anger. She stomped her feet on the ground. "Huo Beichen, you're shameless!"
Huo Beichen raised his brows. "It's good that you know. Don't bother me next time."
With that, Huo Beichen left.
…
Li An was reprimanded by his father, Chief Li, and he drove off in his sports car.
In the sports car, Li An was on the phone. He said angrily, "Qin Yawen, didn't you say that Gu Mohan wasn't a threat anymore after leaving the Gu family? You even encouraged me to flirt with Tang Mo 'er. F * ck, I can't afford to offend Gu Mohan. Tang Mo' er even got involved with the Jun family. You almost killed me!"
Qin Yawen's voice came through the phone. "Young Master Li, Gu Mohan and Tang Mo 'er aren't a threat anymore. As long as you're brave enough, you'll be able to sleep with Tang Mo' er …"
"Alright, I'm not going to do this anymore. I'm full of bad luck!" Li An cursed and hung up the phone.
He stepped on the accelerator and the sports car sped up. At this moment, he suddenly noticed a limited-edition Ferrari sports car following behind. It was a dazzling red, flashy and ostentatious.
Li An's heart thumped. Wasn't that … Huo Beichen's sports car?
Those rich heirs had said that he was on par with Huo Beichen, but in actual fact, that was not the case at all. The Li family couldn't be compared to the Huo family. Huo Beichen was the real tyrant of Karghalik. At most, he relied on his father's influence to get a free meal.
Huo Beichen was born with unparalleled handsomeness. Beauties were always throwing themselves at him, and he needed to go out and fish for them himself.
The distance between him and Huo Beichen was not small.
Li An didn't know why Huo Beichen was following him. Just as he was feeling uneasy, the Ferrari behind him slammed into him.
Li An's head hit the windshield in front of him. The car stopped, and he grimaced in pain.
What was Huo Beichen trying to do?
This was simply going too far.
At this moment, the door of the Ferrari opened and Huo Beichen stepped out of the car. He held a wooden stick in his hand and the cold wind blew against his black leather jacket. His handsome features exuded a sinister coldness. "What?" Huo Beichen asked.
He walked forward and opened Li An's car door. Huo Beichen didn't say a word, he just gave Li An a heavy blow.
"Ah!" Li An screamed and begged for mercy. "Huo Shao, please spare me. I won't do it again. I was wrong …"
Ten minutes later, Huo Beichen stood up straight and threw the wooden stick on the ground. He stepped into his Ferrari and sped away.
Li An, who was in the car, was beaten up. He had never expected Huo Beichen to crash into his car and beat him up.
Karghalik's Little Tyrant was really out of control.
…
Champagne Apartments. In the room.
Gu Mohan stretched out his large palm and helped Tang Mo 'er to unbutton her coat. He pursed his thin lips and asked in an indifferent voice, "What did Jun Chulin say to you today?"
Tang Mo 'er stood there and curved her pretty lips. She stretched out her fair finger and hooked it at him. "Mr Gu, come over here. I'll tell you."
Gu Mohan raised his good-looking brows, then he lowered his tall and handsome body and brought his ear to her lips.
Tang Mo 'er tiptoed and kissed him hard on the cheek, covering his cheek with a poke.
Gu Mohan's narrow long wrinkles at the corner of his eyes rippled and he exuded the joy and charm of a mature man. He coughed twice and scolded in a low voice, "Mrs Gu, speak properly. Don't think that you can fool me with just a kiss!"
Tang Mo 'er stretched out her fair hands and hugged his neck, her eyes crinkling into a smile, "Mr Gu, why didn't you ask me if you had any doubts? Let me tell you now, that day in the hotel room, nothing happened between me and Young Master Jun. Young Master Jun is a gentleman, he didn't even touch me.
This answer made Gu Mohan's handsome and cold face instantly soften. He knew that she was acting.
She belonged to him alone.
But he felt that it was slightly irritating. His large palm slid down her slim waist and he forcefully pinched her pretty butt. "You have such a good impression of Jun Chulin? If he's a gentleman, then what am I, hm? "
Tang Mo 'er felt pain. His hand was so strong, her butt must have turned red.
She felt a burning pain on her butt and she squirmed and said coquettishly, "You vinegar jar, let go. You're hurting me."
"You're hurting already?"
Gu Mohan flipped her over effortlessly and made her lie on the wall. Slap! He raised his hand and gave her a tight slap on her butt. She was so angry that she had no idea what was going on.
"Hurry up and tell me, have you been flirting with other men behind my husband's back? You're so beautiful, when my husband isn't around, you'll be targeted by other men!"
Gu Mohan's eyes darkened. Just now in the bar, Jun Chulin and Bei Chen had looked at her with an unusual gaze.
Tang Mo 'er felt pain. He had slapped her butt and said such words. No matter how she listened to it, it sounded … erotic.
Young Master Jun was indeed a gentleman. "Mr Gu, you're a … big pervert!"
She boldly said what she was thinking.
Pervert?
Hearing these two words, the corners of Gu Mohan's lips quirked up into a devilish smile. He stood behind her, his large palm on his belt and he unbuckled it. "I'm a big pervert. So what? Tell me, do you love your perverted husband?" Gu Mohan's lips curved upwards.
Tang Mo 'er felt a chill at the base of her legs. Her skirt had already been lifted up …
Her fair hands grabbed onto the wall helplessly and she almost let out a scream.
Gu Mohan hugged her from behind, his soft lips lingering on her fair face. His large palm held onto her delicate hand, not allowing her to grab onto the wall. He said hoarsely, "The sofa was destroyed by you last night. Do you want to destroy the wall today? Be good, it's fine if the wall is destroyed, but don't hurt your hand. My heart aches. "
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