803 He Kissed Her (1/2)

Tang Mo'er ran out of the room swiftly. She was in deep fear that Gu Mohan would chase after her.

But her escape was futile. There were bodyguards in black standing in two neat rows along the entire corridor.

”Miss Tang, President would like you to return.”

At this moment, the bodyguards all bowed and said composedly.

”…”

Tang Mo'er had not wanted to pee initially, but she was so scared that she felt like she really needed to go.

But the bodyguards blocked her way. She had no choice but to bow her head and enter the washroom.

Just then, she heard a flurry of steady footsteps. Gu Mohan had arrived and he asked in his deep, charismatic voice, ”Where's she?”

”President, she's in the washroom.”

Gu Mohan turned around and went to the washroom.

Damn. He was here!

Tang Mo'er's heart was in her throat. She could not be discovered by him. She should hide, but where could she hide?

This washroom was only that big.

Right. There was a large rubbish bin in the washroom. It was entirely new and it must have just been purchased. She promptly ran over, opened the lid of the rubbish bin, squatted inside and placed the lid over her head.

At this moment, the washroom door opened.

A few bodyguards in black entered and began to search the washroom, with Gu Mohan trailing at the back. The man stuck one hand into his trousers pocket and retrieved a cigarette stick. He dangled the cigarette onto his lips and slightly hunched his body to light up his cigarette.

He started to smoke.

Tang Mo'er was squatting in the washroom. She could clearly see what was happening outside through the opening of the rubbish bin.

A few bodyguards searched the washroom meticulously but could not find anyone. ”President, we can't find Miss Tang.”

They should leave since they could not find anyone!

Tang Mo'er furtively looked at Gu Mohan, who was nearby. The bodyguards were behind him now. He smoked his cigarette quietly, and he resembled an Emperor who was superior to everyone else.

The smoke swirled around his handsome face. He held the lit cigarette with two fingers on his right hand. His deep and narrow eyes penetrated the smoke and swept the washroom astutely, and his gaze landed on the rubbish bin.

Tang Mo'er recoiled in fear and wrapped her arms around herself. Had he discovered her?

The man's eyes were as cold and sharp as an eagle's.

”All of you may leave. I need to use the washroom.”

”Yes, President.” Everyone left the washroom.

Tang Mo'er breathed a huge sigh of relief. He had not discovered her. He only wanted to pee.

But just as she thought she was safe, she heard a flurry of footsteps coming towards her.

What was happening? Did he not want to pee? Why was he coming towards her?

Tang Mo'er raised her bright eyes to see the man walking over. She saw the man's trim waist, leather belt and the zipper of the trousers…

The man placed the cigarette on his lips and undid his belt. He even pulled his zipper down, as if he was going to pee.

Was he… going to pee in the rubbish bin?!

A gush of blood rushed to her head and her ravishing face turned bright red. Of all places, he actually wanted to pee here?

Did he have any morals?

Was he doing it intentionally?

He had blocked the rubbish bin and she could clearly see what he was doing. He had really pulled down his zipper and she could see his black boxers within.

Oh god. There was a huge bulge in the front area of his boxers.

At this moment, the man placed his hands on his boxers and he looked as if he was going to pull it down…