85 Tang Moser, Why Are You Throwing a Tantrum Late at Nigh (1/2)

The thought of Beauty Tang writhing under him was enough to trigger him into action, he could feel the stirring below his abdomen and couldn't control himself. He needed to execute his devious plan. The heir tried to force Tang Mo'er into his car. ”Beauty Tang, would you please stop struggling. I've been wanting to do this for so long, no other woman could ever compare to you. Let me dote on you now.” His voice was low and husky as he leaned in closer towards her, trying to push her into the car.

”Shameless!” Tang Mo'er continued struggling against him. She needed to get away. However, she was weaker than him and he seemed to be getting more desperate. He was so close to getting her in the car. She was using all her strength as her tiny nails scraped against the metallic paint of the car, trying to get a grip. It was too smooth, she couldn't!

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'Bam!' A black Maybach appeared out of nowhere and collided into the heir's sports car with a sickening crunch.

The loud sound from the collision attracted everyone's attention and a few cars slowed down as they passed to see what had happened. The winner was the Maybach, it was perfectly fine but the cheaper sports car had its bumper protruding after the collision.

The passers-by were in shock, who was the tyrannical owner of the luxurious car?

That was such a ruthless and arrogant action!

The heir wanted to howl after he saw his ruined sports car. The Maybach window was wound down and Gu Mohan was sitting in it. His deep black eyes narrowed to a venomous glare at the heir's hand that was on Tang Mo'er's waist. He shouted, ”Get lost!”

The heir was stunned by the man's charismatic, yet overbearing attitude. The hand around Tang Mo'er's waist let go instantly and he ran to the other side of the car, leapt in the seat and sped off as though wolves were after him.

Tang Mo'er was relieved once the issue was resolved. She lifted her eyes and looked at the man sitting in the car. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing a luxurious watch. His hands were on the steering wheel when he spoke, ”Get in the car.”

”President Gu, I'll thank you for your kind intentions, but I'll just take a cab home.” Tang Mo'er stood up straight and stood along the road to hail a cab.

Gu Mohan looked at her and he frowned, especially at the formal title. He opened the car door and walked over to stand beside her.

He used his large palm to hold her wrist. ”Tang Mo'er, why are you throwing a tantrum late at night?”

Tantrum?