"Right, don’t you know Master Mo? We are your family; shouldn’t you introduce us?" Meng Ning shamelessly insisted.
Meng Beiping flashed a smile, "Qinqin, what is your relationship with Master Mo?"
Qinqin sneered inwardly. This family of three really had no shame. They actually wanted to get to know Mo Yunchen through her. Did they even look at whether they were qualified?
"Not familiar, not very well-acquainted."
Wu Qinlan’s expression stiffened, and she forced a smile. "Qinqin, do you still blame me? But after all, I am your mother, how can you be ?"
"Like what? If I don’t know him, I don’t know him."
Meng Ning, pulling Wu Qinlan along, said, "Mom, I told you she couldn’t possibly know Master Mo. Let’s not waste our time here,"
Meng Beiping glanced at the expressionless Qinqin before turning away.
Wu Qinlan’s eyes darkened, and she too turned to leave.
Meng Ning scoffed, "I knew it, how could you possibly know Master Mo? You’ve made us come here for nothing, hmph."
After scoffing, Meng Ning looked disdainfully at Qinqin before catching up with Wu Qinlan and Meng Beiping.
"What are you doing?"
As soon as she got into the car, he was pressing her down, his breath all over her face, and she glared at Mo Yunchen, somewhat displeased.
"Not familiar, not very well-acquainted?" His extended "hmm?" carried a sexy and husky tone.
"What do you mean ’not familiar, not very well-acquainted’?" Initially, Qinqin didn’t catch on.
"Ahem, wasn’t that to deal with those three?"
Her eyes flickering, Qinqin finally understood the implication in Mo Yunchen’s words.
"From now on, even when dealing with others, you’re not allowed to say we don’t know each other!" Mo Yunchen’s phoenix eyes tightly locked onto Qinqin’s delicate face, his gaze softening as he saw the necklace he had given her.
Looking at Mo Yunchen on top of her, Qinqin pursed her lips and said, "I know it’s unfair to you. Isn’t it that the time just hasn’t come yet?"
Announcing him as her boyfriend at this time, how would that serve to hurt Jing Zhiyue?
"Then, how do you plan to make it up to me?" His deep voice combined with allure, his breath on her neck, causing her entire body to feel uncomfortably tingling.
"Mo Yunchen, can you please be serious?!" Despite being his first personality, when did he start acting as shamelessly as the second one.
Pushing Mo Yunchen away and noticing he had changed clothes, Qinqin nodded in satisfaction inside. Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait to get in the car to change for her.
She pulled out a pill from her space and shoved it into his mouth, "Take this, don’t catch a cold again, okay?"
"I won’t." Mo Yunchen said, still obediently swallowing the pill Qinqin gave him.
"You won’t? Someone’s memory isn’t too good. Who was it that was clinging to me because of a cold last time?" Qinqin glanced teasingly at Mo Yunchen and ignored him thereafter.
Mo Yunchen grabbed her hand, interlocking their fingers, "Because I know you are mine, that’s why I cling to you."
"Who says I’m yours, I’m not yours, I belong to myself," Qinqin glared at Mo Yunchen, her gaze falling on their entwined fingers, long and well-defined, fair and beautiful, making her play with them involuntarily.
Mo Yunchen looked down at Qinqin’s actions, letting her tamper with his fingers, a smile forming on his lips, "Are you hungry?"
"Mm, a little." She hardly ate anything at the banquet, and her mood had been ruined by some people, so she essentially just drank a few glasses of juice.
Raising her head, Qinqin replied with a radiant smile, "Okay, you cook for me."
After he responded, Qinqin contentedly leaned on Mo Yunchen’s shoulder, her smile never fading. Who would believe that the aloof Master Mo would be so kind and gentle to a woman? Would anyone even believe it if told?
"Mo Yunchen, has anyone ever told you that you have beautiful hands?"
Leaning on his shoulder, Qinqin whispered softly.
Turning his head to look at Qinqin, the warmth emanating from her fingertips enchanting him, he clasped the hand that was playing with his, "No, you’re the first."
Who would dare comment on the hands of the formidable Master Mo?!
"Master Mo, you have beautiful hands," Qinqin lifted her head, her eyes dewy, her lips red like peach blossoms, her fragrance fresh and subtle. She leaned closer to Mo Yunchen, whispering in his ear, "Actually, I like everything about you."
Mo Yunchen felt a warmth spreading through his body, held Qinqin closer, and his lips approached hers, "Qinqin, are you seducing me?"
Looking at Mo Yunchen, a playful smile in her eyes, Qinqin affirmed, "Mhm."
Later on, Qinqin regretted it. Why did she provoke a wolf for no reason? She got devoured so thoroughly that not even a bone was left, and she didn’t wake up until the following day.
When she awoke, there was no one beside her. Lying on the pillow, her body felt sore and limp, and her exposed shoulder blade was covered in bruises.