Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free
Chapter 31: As Boring as Wood (3)

Chapter 31: Chapter 31: As Boring as Wood (3)

The TV had somehow switched to the city’s economic news, and upon hearing the name Jiang Qiao, Qiao Mo was stunned.

Jiang Qiao, Jiang Qiao — it’s a combination of Jiang Jinghao and her surnames. But how could Jing Hao’s company be on the brink of bankruptcy overnight?

Qiao Mo frowned and lost her focus, feeling particularly uneasy, only to think that this matter was very odd.

Somehow, she suddenly remembered what Fu Nancheng said back then.

’When I’m unhappy, many people will suffer.’

"No, no..."

Qiao Mo shook her head in self-denial. It had been three days since she hit Fu Nancheng on the head with an ashtray; surely, he wouldn’t implicate Jing Hao.

Or maybe...

Could it be because Jing Hao lent her money?

After all, for the whole three days, she ran herself ragged, but no one dared to lend her money!

The more she thought about it, the more possible it seemed. Otherwise, with Jing Hao’s gentle nature, he rarely had conflicts with others. How could his good company be on the brink of bankruptcy overnight?

While she was lost in her thoughts, a door in the suite suddenly opened, startling Qiao Mo. She quickly grabbed the remote and turned off the TV, standing up from the sofa.

The man was wearing a dark suit, his eyes sharp and aura cold, without the slightest hint of just waking up, clearly having been awake for some time.

Fu Nancheng slowly stopped, his gaze landing on Qiao Mo’s face, cold and scrutinizing.

Qiao Mo’s heart tightened, realizing he hadn’t left yet!

She forced a smile and spoke softly, "Mr. Fu..."

With a faint glance at the remote in her hand, Fu Nancheng said nothing, turning to leave.

Qiao Mo, in a panic, took two steps forward, "Mr. Fu, is Jiang Qiao Company’s situation related to you?"

Fu Nancheng paused slightly, casting a cold glance at Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo’s heart froze, inexplicably feeling more uneasy, and she instinctively stepped back two steps.

"Mr. Fu, yesterday’s matter is unrelated to him. It was me..."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and before Qiao Mo could finish her sentence, she was interrupted in a deep voice.

"Come here."

Qiao Mo’s heart tightened, suppressing her unease, and she cautiously moved in front of him, "Mr. Fu, Jing Hao didn’t mean to oppose you. He..."

At the sound, his expression turned even colder.

Before she could stabilize herself, Qiao Mo felt a pain in her wrist, and she was suddenly yanked to him.

He looked down at her, his gaze sinister, "It seems you still don’t understand whose woman you are!"

Qiao Mo’s eyes welled up with tears. She knew she was in no position to worry about Jing Hao’s affairs, but since she walked into this hotel yesterday, everything went irreversibly.

Yet, Jiang Qiao Company was Jiang Jinghao’s years of hard work; how could she just sit and watch it be destroyed because of her!

"Mr. Fu, Jing Hao didn’t mean to oppose you. With your status, why trouble a..."

"Hmph, Jing Hao?" A trace of mockery flashed in Fu Nancheng’s eyes, "Fine, let’s see how much you like him!"

With those words, as a ripping sound echoed, before Qiao Mo could react, her nightgown was already torn apart, a warm hand exploring upward along her thigh, pushing the pink nightdress instantly to her waist.

Qiao Mo’s face stiffened; she grabbed Fu Nancheng’s hand in panic, never expecting him to suddenly...

Fu Nancheng’s actions paused slightly, his cold eyes falling on her face, "What? Unwilling?"