507 Lin Xuanjis Sketches Were Torn to Pieces (1/2)

Gu Mohan's breathing became heavier, he stretched his injured arm into the cab, holding the lascivious driver's collar and yanked on it forcefully. Dragging him out of the taxi, he threw a heavy punch, and the driver fell on the ground.

The driver could tell that Gu Mohan was a powerful and influential man with one look. He was done for!

”Mister, please don't hit me. I only did it in the heat of the moment. It was her, she seduced me, I just couldn't resist the temptation. I mean, look at her!

”C'mon mister please let me off. I'm begging you now, please let me offーargh!”

The lascivious driver shirked and let out a yell. Gu Mohan had stepped on his crotch and twisted his foot around, torturing him even more.

He started bleeding profusely.

Gu Mohan had incapacitated him.

The pervert fainted before he could react further.

Gu Mohan whipped out his cell phone, dialing a phone number and he spoke with no expression on his face. ”Come and handle this.”

He subsequently hung up.

He then crouched down and looked at Tang Mo'er, questioning, ”You're not going to come out yet?”

Tang Mo'er climbed out of the taxi on all four limbs.

…

In the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Tang Mo'er was seated on the passenger's seat and she was dressing his wound with a cotton bud that was dipped in alcohol.

The back of his hand was lacerated and filled with gashes, it was scary to look at.

”Mr Gu, does it hurt?”

Gu Mohan sat on the driver's set and he was smoking a cigarette with his other hand. The cigarette was smoking at his fingertips, he furrowed his brows while taking in another puff before turning his head around to look at the woman beside him.

Tang Mo'er looked up at him through her eyelashes with her lustrous eyes. She felt a twinge in her heart since he was injured while trying to save her.

He didn't speak, but he blew the smoke onto her tiny face.

He actually blew the smoke on her face.

Tang Mo'er choked on the smoke and she coughed.

She heard someone chuckle by the side, it was Gu Mohan laughing at her.

He laughed after making her choke on purpose.

Tang Mo'er's face flushed red. She lifted her head and looked at him. He was laughing at her with obvious mirth while he wound down the window. The cold breeze rushed in and blew his fringe around. He looked like a charismatic bad boy while he was smoking.

”You're injured, stop smoking already!” Tang Mo'er lifted her hand and snatched away his cigarette.

Gu Mohan narrowed his eyes and glared at her, his voice revealing displeasure and dominance. ”Give it back!”

”No!”

Gu Mohan leaned over, pressing himself on her while he tried to snatch the cigarette back. He berated, ”Aren't you daring, return me my cigarette right now!”

Tang Mo'er threw his cigarette out of the window and retorted, ”I'm not returning it!”

Gu Mohan could only hold onto her shoulder, pressing her back against the seat. He leaned forward and their faces were suddenly too close together. He enunciated each word clearly, ”Miss Tang, do you really take yourself for my wife after calling me darling? Are you trying to control me now?”

Tang Mo'er was stunned, she pouted and looked at him with her eyes teary. She originally was his wife to begin with.

There was only one thing missing in their relationship, a marriage certificate.

”Hmph, I'm bent on controlling you, is there anything wrong with me wanting to be your wife? Hubby, Hubby, Hubby…”

She called him hubby so many times with a sensual voice of hers. It was stirring a hidden heat from down below.

Gu Mohan could feel his heart melting after hearing her call him that, but he regained his composure and warned her, ”Stop calling me that!”

”I'm going to continue, you can't stop me!”