Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Her nerves were always tense, but there was only cold sarcasm and suppressed anger in her heart. There was no grievance. Facing hostility and malicious grievances would only speed up her breakdown, so she had no time for grievances at all.

When the man's finger touched her cheek, she blinked, and tears welled up.

Straight men are usually afraid of women crying, especially their own women. Mo Shiqian looked down at her tear-wet eyelashes, his sword eyebrows furrowed even more silently, and the other hand directly hugged her into his arms. Wrapping her waist, let her lean in his arms.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, but she cried silently, completely buried in the man's chest.

Mo Shiqian patted her on the head lightly with his palm, then raised his dark eyes and looked at Fang Shao with a half-smile, "You said, she slept with you?"

Fang Shao's forehead was covered with blood, and his hands were wiped. He looked embarrassed and terrifying. He wanted to continue shouting, but when he met the man's eyes, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.

But in just a few seconds, he still stiffened his neck and forced himself, "So what? Why, you are also Chi Huan's mistress?"

The ink in Mo Shiqian's eyes seemed to be still and thick, his handsome face was clear and indifferent, and his deep voice was warm and indifferent, "I'll give you a chance to kneel down and apologize to her, otherwise, if you don't know how to speak , the tongue should be useless if it grows long."

Not only Fang Shao, but everyone else present looked at the man holding Chi Huan in disbelief.

The words are obviously full of violence, but the more understatement, the more bloody it appears.

"You... what are you?"

The man was not angry at all, his expression was still indifferent, and he repeated lightly, "Kneel, or not?"

Even Chi Huan was taken aback by the word kneeling.

She suddenly felt a wave from him, and the darkness buried deep in the bone marrow overflowed fiercely.

It's one thing to apologize, it's another thing to kneel down and apologize.

She raised her head from the man's arms and called out in a low voice, "Mo Shiqian..."

He only stroked her hair, lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, and whispered softly, "Hey, wait until I finish teaching them."

"I want to go home, I don't want to be here anymore."

No one here really wants to know if she has anything to do with that trash, they just want to watch the fun, and if that's the case, what do they think of her, what does it matter to her?

Mo Shi was quiet for a moment, "Okay, I'll hurry up."

In fact, his voice is not very gentle, but compared with his attitude when talking to other people, the gentleness is starkly contrasted.

In the end, he raised his hand to make a gesture to someone, and soon a hotel security guard in a black suit trotted over quickly.

Only then did the man raise his head again, and said flatly, "Throw him out, since Young Master Fang doesn't want to talk, then there's no need to talk anymore."

Fang Shao was a little scared, he didn't even know who the man who suddenly appeared in front of him was, but he still panicked, "Who the hell are you, do you know who I am?"

Mo Shiqian pursed his lips, his arc was cold and cold, "I don't know, but the woman you bully me should know who I am."

"I don't know who I am, how dare you touch me?"

What responded to him was the man's understated smile, "You are not even qualified to let me know who you are, there is nothing I can't do."

Fang Shao was forcibly dragged out by two security guards.

The two rich young men next to him wanted to step forward to stop him, but Mo Shiqian blocked it with a look, "I don't like to see women cry. If you want him to accompany him, I'll call a few more people."

Who is this man, and why did he make the security guards in the hotel move?

Today's dinner was hosted by the mayor's son on two floors, and it was also the most luxurious hotel in Lancheng.

Fang Shao's roar gradually disappeared with the distance.

Human feelings are cold, not to mention that this is an occasion to gather together for profit.

Ninety percent of the people present did not know Mo Shiqian's identity or his details, but no one dared to stand up rashly.

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes again, his dark and deep eyes swept across the others, and he said lightly again, "Who wanted to see her take off her clothes just now?"

Those caught by his gaze couldn't help but want to step back.

This man has a kind of darkness and arrogance that makes people tremble in the bones, quietly, but permeates and renders everywhere.

His gaze paused, and he landed straight on the woman who started to mock Chi Huan, "Since you started, then start with you, there is no need to kneel down, come here and bow to her ninety degrees, say sorry, she said it's okay, we can go."

The woman trembled a little with fear, but she was also a person of some background, "This... this," she mustered up her courage to argue, "What does this have to do with us? We also listened to what Fang Shao said, who knows if it's true or not. , we didn't say anything, we just gave her a clarification...we didn't force her to take off her clothes..."

"That's right, we just suggested, who forced her."

This kind of oppression by public opinion is more persecuting than direct persecution.

Mo Shiqian looked down at the woman in his arms, raised his wrist to look at the time, and then looked up, "Either, bow and apologize, or, I'll take off her clothes for you to see—"

After a pause for a few seconds, the following sentence broke up the different expressions on everyone's faces, "Whoever wants to see it is fine, but if there is no birthmark, I will goug out those eyes."

"You... how dare you, with so many of us, you dare to goug out our eyes? Where are the bandits and hooligans who escaped? Now is the era of the rule of law, you dare to try this."

The man's thin lips curled up a little, and he smiled lowly, "How can I do things like gouging people's eyes by myself, of course, whoever's eyes go out by themselves... I'm only good at letting you do it yourself."

Bai Song finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She knew very well that others didn't understand him.

These days, killing people is against the law, but he is good at forcing you to death in a hundred ways, not to mention that he studied law at Stanford - Fengxing said a long time ago that the law is a good weapon, or use it to achieve justice , or, better off with it.

"Miss Chi..."

She pointed directly at Chi Huan, and Mo Shiqian lost his temper. He couldn't see the anger, but no one could stop it. Although it happened many years ago, he was always from the underworld, and he had a bloody and cruel personality in his bones. On the one hand, he said that if he wanted to goug someone's eyes, he would really do it, "What happened just now...we were wrong, we misunderstood you, can you..."

She considered for a while before saying, "Let Shi Qian not make too much noise?"