Translator: Larbre Studio
Editor: Larbre Studio
Gu Xiaoran!
He had already thought it would be her when he had heard that the gift was from Han Ke, but he didn’t expect to see such an alluring scene.
Wearing a small piece of black fabric was more likely to evoke a man’s inner fire as compared to wearing nothing.
Gu Xiaoran’s eyes were closed and she was yet to wake up. She looked serene and sweet while asleep, her face clean and delicate without any makeup on.
What man could control himself in front of a woman with an innocent face, dressed like that and in such an inviting pose?
Aunt Xiang really understood men.
He couldn’t bear to not accept that “gift.”
His finger brushed across her smooth face, “Gu Xiaoran, I don’t believe you don’t regret entrusting yourself to a scum like Han Ke.”
Mo Qing did not immediately “unwrap” the “gift,” but sat down on the leather chair beside the table and slowly admired her.
As Gu Xiaoran slowly woke up, she felt that she didn’t have any energy left in her. She tried to turn around, but realized that she could only move her head and not her body.
What had happened?
Gu Xiaoran looked down feeling confused, and then froze right away.
What the hell was that? Why was she dressed like that and had been put on a large desk in such a terrible pose?
She suddenly remembered something that Mo Qing had said before, “My desk is very big—you can do various poses on it!”
Gu Xiaoran looked behind the desk.
Under the dim light, a tall man was holding his forehead with one hand and playing with a lighter with the other, sitting leisurely on the office chair, looking laid-back but also maintaining his composure.
He was against the light, so she was unable to see the expression on his face, but she could feel his gaze on her.
She felt unprecedented humiliation. She forced herself to calm down, though she was already extremely agitated.
“You’re up?” Mo Qing sat still and looked at her coldly.
“What did you do to me?” Gu Xiaoran broke into tears. She had thought that he had just wanted to provoke her when telling her those things; she hadn;t expected him to really be so evil and perverted.
“It’s your fiancé who sent you here as a gift. Aunt Xiang did that to you and placed you on my desk. It’s got nothing to do with me.” He looked at his watch, “You’ve slept for twenty minutes, and I didn’t even remove the wrapping all this time.”
Gift? Aunt Xiang? Wrapping?
Gu Xiaoran recalled the woman she had seen in the car, and then saw the gift ribbon on her waist.
When she thought of the fact that she had slept in front of him for twenty minutes in such a shameful pose, she wished she could just die right away.
“What did you do to me, why can’t I move?”
“Aunt Xiang drugged you. Under normal circumstances, her drug can last for three hours, so you won’t be able to move within these three hours. Simply put, you’re a living doll at the disposal of others. I heard that such living dolls are very popular with men.”
“You’re sick.” She would rather die than to stay in front of him for three hours in such a humiliating pose.
“You should say this to your fiance.”
“How would he do such a thing if you didn’t force him?”
“Force him?” Mo Qing looked as if he heard something funny, “Han Ke received an order worth thirty million yuan from me. Yizhi asked him how he was going to thank the big boss. Eventually… he sent you here.”