Chapter 70
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It was the most arrogant form of provocation and also the most blatant form of disdain.
Su Zhe clenched his fist and punched the windshield in front of him. A crack appeared on the glass and his finger was bleeding.
He had once again witnessed Tang Mo 'er being taken away by another man and he was powerless to do anything about it.
…
In the Bentley, the car gradually slowed down and resumed its elegant pace. Gu Mohan lowered his eyes and looked at the woman on his thighs. He reached out and cupped her tiny face. "Open your eyes wide when you choose a man in the future. What's so good about your ex-fiancé, who could only watch his own woman run away with another man, hm?" Gu Mohan's eyes widened.
"Mmm, it's so hot … Mr Gu, I feel so uncomfortable …" Tang Mo 'er muttered in a daze. Her tiny hands hugged his muscular waist and she squirmed around uncomfortably.
Gu Mohan's voice was very hoarse and his deep and narrow eyes were filled with tenderness. "Be good, bear with it, hm?"
Ten minutes later, the Bentley stopped at the Bangkok villa. Gu Mohan alighted from the car and carried Tang Mo 'er in his arms.
"Sir, you're back?" The maid in the villa quickly came forward to welcome him.
Gu Mohan kicked open the master bedroom door and placed Tang Mo 'er under the shower in the bathroom. He instructed the maid, "Turn on the cold water and let her take a shower."
"Yes."
Gu Mohan left the bathroom and stood tall in the spacious room. He lifted his slender fingers and removed his blazer, throwing it on the sofa. He then untied his blue striped tie.
Two of the buttons on his shirt were loosened, revealing his exquisite collarbone. He took out a cigarette and bent over slightly, lighting it up with a 'pa' sound. He furrowed his brows and took a deep puff before slowly exhaling. The smoke swirled around and blurred his handsome face.
"Ah!" Tang Mo 'er's scream came from the bathroom.
"Sir, Miss Tang, don't take a shower with cold water. I can't hold onto her!" The maid shouted.
Gu Mohan was a little impatient. What was this woman doing again? She was simply a troublemaker.
With a cigarette in his mouth, he strode towards the bathroom. At the door, a delicate figure rushed out and crashed into his arms.
In order to prevent her from falling, Gu Mohan promptly stretched out his muscular arm to hold her slender waist, protecting her with one hand.
"Sir, I …"
"Get out."
"Yes." The maid quickly walked out.
Tang Mo 'er was in a sorry state. She had been drenched in cold water just now and her black dress was sticking to her body.
"I don't want cold water. It's so uncomfortable to be cold and hot. Oh, I feel so uncomfortable, sob sob …" She cried helplessly, then stretched out her two small hands to hug the man's neck, stood on tiptoe and kissed the man's lips.
Her lips were fragrant and smooth. Gu Mohan furrowed his brows and massaged her slender waist, turning from guest to host.
Tang Mo 'er's breathing was shaky and she could barely stand straight. Her luscious lashes quivered uneasily. "Mm, Gu Mohan!"
She called his name.
Gu Mohan opened his bloodshot eyes and reached out to push Tang Mo 'er onto the soft bed.
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