C11 (1/2)

The breeze lifted the corner of the curtain, and the sun shone.

Shi Yao lazily laid on the window sill, looking at the exquisite scenery below, not in the mood to appreciate it.

She was imprisoned again by that scumbag, so when she thought of this, she lost all her mood.

He had originally thought that as long as he could come up with a story to deceive him and dispel the idea of him suing him for rape, this matter would be finished.

In the end, she was still too naive.

How could she see through the thoughts of scum?

When sleepiness overcame him, he could not care less anymore. He could just find a room to sleep in first. After all, there were so many rooms in this scummy villa.

The sun was setting in the west, and the lanterns were beginning to light up.

A royal blue Bugatti sped along the Coiled Mountain Drive. The man in the driver's seat looked gloomy, and the air in the car was as cold as the polar regions.

In the front passenger seat, a beauty wearing a light pink skirted short skirt was tightly grabbing onto the roof of the car. She had a frightened expression on her face, a hint of heartache mixed with panic.

”Jin, slow, slow, okay? I … I'm scared.” The pretty girl's face was deathly pale. It was truly a scene that would cause one to feel tender affection for her.

Mo Jintu remained indifferent, but his speed unconsciously slowed down by a lot.

It didn't take long for the royal blue Buddy to stop in front of the castle.

Mo Jintu opened the car door and alighted, throwing the key to the bodyguard beside him. Without even looking at the beauty once, he walked towards the guest hall.

Behind him, the beauty suppressed the disgust in her heart and stumbled to keep up with him.

At the bedroom on the second floor, when Shi Yao saw this scene, she felt disdain in her heart.

Scum was scum. While forcing her to stay, he brought the woman home. Furthermore, to treat a beauty like that without any grace or bearing at all, it was simply the best of scum.

However, why did that beauty look so familiar?

In the living room, Mo Jintu laid on the sofa with both of his arms spread out. His posture was lazy and leisurely, matching with that peerlessly beautiful face, he looked as lofty as a god that had descended into the world, causing people to not dare to approach him for no reason.

With a sinister gaze, her phoenix eyes swept across the face of the beautiful woman who followed closely behind, she anxiously tore off her tie. ”What is it? Speak.”

”Jin, I'm hungry. Let me make you a dinner. Let's eat and talk. ” The beauty twisted her fingers helplessly, her bright and big eyes misty as she looked pitifully at Mo Jintu.

Such a gaze made his heart tighten, and his cold heart inexplicably softened.

Seeing that he didn't reject her offer, the lady was overjoyed. ”I specially learnt a few of your favorite dishes, you might as well try it.” He ran into the kitchen.