Clang—
The bathroom door suddenly swung open from inside.
Because Qiu Qianyun was leaning intently against the glass door, as the door opened, she lost her balance and stumbled forward.
Seeing the woman who suddenly appeared, Qiu Qianyun, Mo Qian’s eyes montarily froze. After a fleeting mont of surprise, he decisively dodged to the side, causing the woman to lurch into empty space.
"Miss Qiu?"
Qiu Qianyun was the only daughter of Qiu Yi, the head of the Chamber of Comrce. Mo Qian had once been on good terms with Qiu Yi, so he naturally recognized the precious jewel of the Qiu Family.
However, ever since the cruise ship attack incident, Qiu Yi deliberately kept his distance from Mo Qian. So people always prioritized self-preservation, especially powerful and influential businessn.
What slightly surprised Mo Qian, though, was that Qiu Yi’s daughter had always been gentle and obedient—the perfect young lady. Typically, she even spoke softly. How could she suddenly be so bold as to rush into his room?
"Brother Mo Qian, it’s really you!"
Qiu Qianyun couldn’t suppress her excitent and exhilaration. Her glimring eyes stared unblinkingly at Mo Qian, pouring out her feelings.
"Do you know, all this ti over the past year that you’ve never visited the Qiu Family, I’ve been longing to see you every mont... Now that you’re standing right in front of , you don’t know how happy I am!"
Qiu Qianyun’s cheeks were flushed, and under the influence of the drug, a peculiar obsession shone in her gaze. Her entire focus, both in mind and soul, was fixed on the stunningly handso man before her.
Her head was filled with only one thought—throwing herself at him!
As her words fell, she hurriedly stepped forward, attempting to dive into Mo Qian’s embrace.
Mo Qian noticed her abnormal behavior and instantly realized that she, like him, had been drugged.
"Miss Qiu, you’re not in a suitable condition to stay here. I’ll have soone take you ho," Mo Qian said coldly, furrowing his brows slightly as he pushed her away with an icy rejection lacing his voice.
"No—I don’t want to go back... I’m the one who took the drug willingly. I know you’re married, and I also know your marriage isn’t happy... Brother Mo Qian, I really like you. I wouldn’t mind being your mistress, as long as you can love even just a little bit..."
Seeing him turn to leave, Qiu Qianyun hurriedly clung to the hem of Mo Qian’s bathrobe.
Mo Qian radiated a piercing chill. He stared at Qiu Qianyun and warned in a dangerous tone, "Miss Qiu, please maintain your dignity."
With that, he forcefully shook off her hand again.
Although he had taken a cold shower, the burning heat inside him hadn’t subsided much. At this mont, Mo Qian was exerting imnse control to suppress the raging desire inside him.
"Brother Mo Qian, can you please hold ? I’m going crazy from loving you—please, just hold ... Even if it’s just one kiss, that would be enough..."
Qiu Qianyun gazed at him with a hazy expression. Her flushed cheeks appeared as though they might bleed, and the shimring light in her eyes was filled with uncontrollable desire.
Even though Mo Qian shoved her forcefully backward, causing her to stagger into the wall, she seed entirely unaffected by pain and imdiately ca back to cling to him again. Her hands clung to him tightly, like the tentacles of an octopus, refusing to let go.
Mo Qian frowned at the woman before him, whose personality had drastically changed under the drug’s influence. He knew reasoning with her was a futile waste of ti. His eyes narrowed sharply, with a cold glint flashing through his dark pupils.
When Qiu Qianyun’s hands audaciously tried to reach under his bathrobe, Mo Qian suddenly lifted his hand and struck down sharply on the nape of the woman’s neck.
Qiu Qianyun’s pupils contracted, and monts later, her entire body stiffened before collapsing softly onto the ground, motionless.
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