Chapter 94
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He wasn't sure if it was because the words' divorce agreement 'were too big, but Fu Qinglun felt that it was a little glaring.
He strode forward and flipped open the divorce agreement with his fair and slender fingers. He scanned through the contents and realized that he was going to leave the house with nothing.
He sat on the sofa, took out his cell phone, and dialed the unfamiliar number.
The melodious ringtone rang once, and the phone was picked up. "Hello."
Although it was only one word, it was clear and pleasing to the ear. It was just like the woman's appearance, elegant and ravishing. The two beauties of Karghalik, Tang Mo 'er and Lin Shiyu, were just like the red rose and white rose in Eileen Chang's novel.
Tang Mo 'er was a cinnabar mole in a man's heart, while Lin Shiyu was the eternal white moonlight outside his window.
Fu Qinglun hadn't taken off his black cashmere coat. His handsome figure was hidden in the dark red sofa and the faint moonlight. "Mrs Fu, what does the divorce agreement mean? You've been studying in Singapore for two years and you've become more cunning. Are you trying to play hard to get?"
"Mr Fu, it's been two years since we last met. It's not that I've become more cunning, it's just that your imagination has become more vivid."
Fu Qinglun's handsome face instantly turned cold. He didn't change his expression often, but once he did, he exuded a strong aura of malevolence. "Mrs Fu, you raped me on our wedding night and made me the laughing stock of my brothers. You're talking about divorce now?"
"Mr Fu, don't you know what happened on our wedding night?"
Fu Qinglun's eyes darkened, the aura around him instantly dropped from zero degrees to negative forty degrees. "Lin Shiyu, you've learned to curse, hm?"
"I'm not Lu Qi 'er, the Capital's number one socialite, I don't curse. Oh yes, Mr Fu, I heard that Gu Mohan and Tang Mo' er are having a scandal the moment I returned. You should be able to be Lu Qi 'er's spare tire now. Let me congratulate you in advance, you're finally going to marry your childhood sweetheart."
With that, Lin Shiyu hung up the phone.
How dare she hang up on him. Hearing the beeping sound, Fu Qinglun's fingers that were holding onto the cell phone turned pale and stiff. Finally, with a loud bang, he smashed the cell phone against the wall.
This woman always had a way to make him angry!
…
In the bar.
Tang Mo 'er stood obediently in a corner. She did not dare to move as she was completely defenseless.
At this moment, a bodyguard threw a bottle of wine at her. Her pupils shrank, and she was so scared that she couldn't breathe. However, her vision darkened, and a strong masculine aura rushed over, firmly protecting her in his arms.
"Pa!" The wine bottle broke.
Tang Mo 'er took a look and saw that Gu Mohan's black sleeve had been sliced open and there was a long, bloody wound. It was a ghastly sight.
He had protected her just now.
"You're hurt!" Tang Mo 'er's breathing was trembling, she felt as though her heart was being squeezed tightly by a large palm. She quickly used her small hand to stop the bleeding from his wound.
Looking at the woman's pale face, Gu Mohan's tall figure was hidden in the darkness and his entire being was covered with a layer of bloodlust. He raised the corner of his lips coldly. "Are you satisfied now? So many men are fighting because of you?"
"…"
Tang Mo 'er was speechless.
At this moment, the bar's security and Fu Qinglun's bodyguards all rushed in, quickly stabilizing the scene. Huo Beichen knocked down two bodyguards and ran over. "Second Brother, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Gu Mohan pursed his thin lips, then grasped Tang Mo 'er's slender wrist forcefully. "Prepare a presidential suite for me."
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