Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free
Chapter 27: I Want You for 1 Year (5)

Chapter 27: Chapter 27: I Want You for 1 Year (5)

Qiao Mo was slightly startled, her eyes reddening as she looked at him.

Three nights ago, his implication was clear: if she was willing to be with him once, he would agree to Qin Zhaoran’s request for Xiao Xuan’s surgery.

Now, what does this mean...?

As if seeing through her thoughts, he spoke in a low voice, slowly, "That was the past. You should know, things that are offered too easily are never worth much."

Her hand clutched tightly at her collar.

Could it be that he changed his mind?

If he changed his mind!

What will happen to Xiao Xuan then?

Qiao Mo had never been so afraid that he might not want her, even though her appearance here was not her original intention: "Mr. Fu..."

A bit of ash from the cigarette at his fingertips fell, drifting down her body from the hand that was pinching her chin.

"Fifty million, I want you for a year."

Qiao Mo’s heart trembled violently as she looked at the man in front of her in shock.

A year.

So it meant... she had to be his plaything for a year.

Even though Qiao Mo had mentally prepared herself before coming here, she still found it hard to accept at this moment.

After all, one night and a year are worlds apart!

After a few seconds of stalemate, Qiao Mo’s nose felt a bit sour, yet she chuckled lightly, "Alright, I hope Mr. Fu keeps his word."

After speaking, Qiao Mo lowered her eyes, her pale fingers slowly undoing the last button in a somewhat wooden manner.

In a moment, the entire women’s shirt was half-open, the exhilarating spring light flickering in the shadows...

Qiao Mo’s hands tightly clenched the collar, she could feel his gaze, so scorching that it made her want to escape!

Her heart couldn’t help but tremble slightly, and gritting her teeth, she slowly slipped off the shirt...

The secretary, Zhuo Lin, who was standing at the door, immediately lowered his head, and at the same time, Fu Nancheng’s figure moved slightly, completely shielding Qiao Mo in front of him.

"Get out." Fu Nancheng didn’t turn back, his deep gaze resting on her rounded shoulder.

Zhuo Lin wiped the cold sweat off his face, and without a word, he immediately exited the room.

He was truly afraid that the president would forget about him!

If he indeed saw something he wasn’t supposed to, he’d probably have to gouge his eyes out!

Seeing Zhuo Lin leave, Qiao Mo only grew more nervous.

Being in the same room with this man, it seemed as if the air around them became thin.

Fu Nancheng slightly turned and extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, but his gaze never left her body.

The woman’s skin was as white and lustrous as the finest porcelain, contrasting sharply with the black lingerie. The light and shadows draped over her like a thin veil of warm color, fragmenting the daylight, making the whole scene picturesque.

Qiao Mo kept her eyes lowered the whole time, even though she had drunk half a bottle of foreign wine, her hands and feet were still cold and numb.

Seeing that he hadn’t made a move for a long time, she felt even more embarrassed.

She knew his gaze was brazenly sweeping over every inch of her skin, starkly exposing her to the point of her discomfort.

Ultimately, she couldn’t stand it and turned slightly, trying to have her back facing this man.

But as soon as she moved, her chin ached!

His large hand suddenly clamped onto her chin like iron pincers, forcing her face to turn towards him: "What are you hiding from?"

Qiao Mo’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, calmly saying, "Mr. Fu, let’s begin."

Qiao Mo thought, dragging this out seemed to change nothing, so it was better to endure short-term pain than long-term anguish; be straightforward about it. While she still had a slight buzz, she might as well close her eyes and get it over with.

Fu Nancheng sneered, flinging her onto the dark brown leather sofa.