C6 (1/2)

Her skin was as smooth and fair as jade, and it was suffused with a faint rosy glow. She was like a newborn baby, causing people to feel envious.

Han Mo put down the wine cup in his hand and coldly looked at her with a pair of terrifyingly dark and cold eyes.

If he hadn't known that she had such a mother, he probably wouldn't have imagined that such a beautiful and cute girl in front of him was a heartless person, right?

Even if she wasn't now, she would become like her mother in the future, destroying other people's families. She was selfish and self-interested!

That night, that terrible and bloody room, he would never forget it.

Before his mother died, she had held his hand and told him that she was sorry. However, when she looked at him with those desperate and reluctant eyes, even if he died, Han Mo would never forget it.

How had he survived all these years? How had he gotten out of that nightmare? The motivation that had allowed him to persevere until now was revenge!

He definitely had to make that woman pay the most painful price! Even if she died, her daughter would atone for her sins!

The sleeping figure turned over and mumbled something before falling back into a deep sleep.

Han Mo frowned slightly. Why was he a little flustered in that instant just now?

The plan that he had been planning for a long time was about to come true. Why was there not a single trace of relaxation and happiness in his heart? Could it be that he had waited too long?

Yes, that must be the case. They must have waited for too long, so even their moods were a little depressed.

Han Mo said with confidence in his heart, and then got up and walked towards the bedside.

That graceful figure was still deep in her dreams. A faint smile was plastered on her fair and slightly flushed face.

”Don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being reincarnated in the Qiao family and becoming that woman's daughter!” Han Mo whispered into her ear, and his huge body pressed down heavily …

The morning sun shone on the floor and on the lazy figure.

After sleeping for an unknown period of time, Qiao Xinran slowly opened her eyes.

Damn it, I shouldn't have drunk so much yesterday. Why did Shan Shan drink so much again …

That's not right! This was not her room!

Qiao Xinran was shocked, immediately sitting up on the bed. Looking at this unfamiliar room, the high ceiling, and that gorgeous and luxurious crystal chandelier, Qiao Xinran's mind went blank.

This is... Where?

She frowned and hit her swollen head, but could only recall a few fragments from last night.

She remembered meeting Han Mo in the bar, then starting to drink in rage. What happened after that?

Later … He met Han Mo at the entrance of the washroom!

Could it be … This is...

Qiao Xinran was so scared by her own thoughts that she started to sweat cold sweat. She raised her head and looked around her surroundings. In the messy bed, only her body temperature remained. Could it be that she was overthinking it?

However, the pain and bruises on his body told her what had happened last night …

Qiao Xinran felt her head ache more and more.