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Yet, she still stubbornly refused to admit defeat and insisted on competing with him!

A thought flashed through his mind, causing him to be even more distracted.

In a moment, he felt that she was originally that woman's daughter. She was a dissolute woman, and he wanted to torture her and make her suffer. Only by doing this would he be able to relieve the hatred in his heart!

However, in the next moment, he wondered if he was really wrong. What did the grudges of the previous generation have to do with her? She's just an innocent person. Should he listen to Uncle Chang and let her go?

Another thought came to her after a cup of wine had been poured down her throat. Let her go? Dream on!

How long had he planned and put in so much effort to reach where he was today to begin his revenge? How could he give up halfway?!

He wanted to torture her and make her suffer. He wanted to imprison her in this cage of hatred and torture her to death!

He wanted her to watch him and the other women fall asleep, to see him and the other women happy!

Feeling a gentle body sitting beside her, Han Mo didn't even raise his eyes as he pulled her into his embrace, ”One million, accompany me for one night.”

”Alright …” The woman in his arms didn't even think as she directly wrapped her arms around his neck, using all her strength to rub against his chest.

Han Mo smiled, Qiao Xinran, didn't you say you don't want to be with me? Humph, you should open your eyes and see. There are a lot of women that want to climb onto Han Mo's bed!

As long as they had money, what kind of woman wouldn't be able to get it? Do you think you're the only woman in the world? How stupid!

”Sorry, he's drunk.” A familiar voice travelled into his ears. Han Mo raised his head to look, and coldly snorted, ”How can it be you?”

Mo Shanshan was wearing a short black skirt, revealing her voluptuous body with blazing red lips and wavy hair, looking extremely charming and enchanting.

Compared to Qiao Xinran's Clear Broth Noodle Soup, this type of face was indeed what he wanted the most.

The woman in Han Mo's embrace looked at Mo Shanshan, then glanced at Han Mo, before standing up and leaving with a face full of unwillingness.

Although she really wanted to climb onto Young Master Mo's bed, she knew clearly that today was not the right time to do so. The two people in front of her, she couldn't afford to offend.

Watching as the lady left with her waist, Han Mo then withdrew his gaze. Looking at Mo Shanshan in front of him, he picked up a cup of wine and laughed sinisterly, ”Miss Mo chased away my female companion, then you have to drink with me.”

Mo Shanshan did not refuse and drank the wine. After putting down the wine cup, she said, ”Young Master Mo, you're drunk.”

Drunk? How could he be drunk?

But if he was not drunk, why was his mind filled with that woman called Qiao Xinran? He must be crazy to still be thinking about her!

He immediately grabbed Mo Shanshan's hand and pulled her into her embrace with all her might. Mo Shanshan exclaimed, ”Young Master Mo! ”If you drink too much, I'll send you home.”

”Go home? Which home? ” He reached out, clamped his hand around her chin, and bit into it.

It was so painful that she sucked in a breath of cold air. Tears filled her eyes, but she did not let out a single sound.

She knew that this was the only chance she had to climb into his bed! She had been waiting for this opportunity for far, far too long.

Actually, she had already seen it when Han Mo had first walked in. He had been waiting for the right opportunity to strike up a conversation. He didn't expect that the woman from before would have almost lost this precious opportunity.

Han Mo let her go and asked with a cold smile, ”Does it hurt?”

She bit her lips and nodded, making an expression that would cause others to cherish her the most, but Han Mo snorted coldly, ”Then you can go.”