Mo Haoxuan was not a simple man; seemingly carefree on the surface, he was actually far from simple. To be honest, Mo Yunchen had been suspicious of Mo Qianlin, Mo Qianhui, and many people of the Mo Family, but he had never suspected the young Mo Haoxuan at that time. Despite his tender age, he already had such a strategic mind, waiting for the opportunity to reveal Mo Haoxuan’s true colors.
As for Jing Zhimei, didn’t she hate Mo Haoxuan the most? Then she could continue to be disgusted every day.
"Mo Yunchen, I like the way you operate," Qin Qin said with a soft smile tugging at her lips, and Mo Yunchen’s phoenix eyes deepened, "If not for the timing being wrong, I would have had you already."
Qin Qin glanced at Mo Yunchen, indicating her indifference to his words.
Inside the banquet hall, Mo Haoxuan was surrounded by several young unmarried daughters of aristocracy. As a young master of the Mo Family, Mo Haoxuan himself was quite the catch, exuding a bad-boy charm that women adored, and being more approachable than Mo Yunchen, he naturally attracted more attention from girls.
"Master Haoxuan, we..." A daughter was about to say something but was interrupted by Mo Haoxuan.
"Excuse me for a moment," Mo Haoxuan said with a sinister and indulgent smile to the several daughters and then turned to leave.
A male servant whispered something to him, and after dismissing the servant with a wave, Mo Haoxuan made his way towards the second-floor guest rooms.
Standing in front of the doorway to the innermost room, he hesitated not a bit before twisting open the door, entering the room, and closing the door behind him.
After Mo Haoxuan vanished into the corridor, the door to the third room from the right opened, and Mo Yunchen and Qin Qin stepped out.
Qin Qin looked at the tightly closed door to the innermost room, smiled, and thought to herself how much she looked forward to seeing what Jing Zhimei would look like later. She brought it upon herself!
"Let’s go, it’ll soon be showtime," Mo Yunchen said, taking Qin Qin’s hand and heading outside, eager to deal with this matter and return home.
Mo Haoxuan entered the room, where it was dimly lit by a lone, dull lamp. A faint, alluring fragrance lingered in the air, stirring a restless heat within anyone who smelled it. Within the shadows, Mo Haoxuan could vaguely make out a bulge on the large bed.
Having had several drinks that night and now influenced by the scent that Jing Zhimei had intentionally ignited in the room, Mo Haoxuan felt parched and hot. He frowned, tugged at the tie around his neck, and curled his lips into a wicked smirk.
Just before, a servant had informed him that Jing Zhimei was waiting in the room to speak with him.
He thought she wanted him to deal with the woman named Qin Qin, but what was this situation now?
Jing Zhimei was underneath a thin blanket, dressed in the provocative outfit she had painstakingly chosen, knowing Mo Yunchen had strong willpower. Fearful that the drug she administered might not be enough, she had also sprayed a special incense in the room that had aphrodisiac effects.
After inhaling the scent in the room for a while, Jing Zhimei could feel her body becoming unbearably hot. To bolster her courage, she had also drunk a considerable amount of red wine, afraid of being rejected by Mo Yunchen.
Hearing the door close with someone entering, Jing Zhimei bit her lip nervously. Yunchen had come, he was here.
Bribing a servant of the Mo Residence, she had orchestrated everything for this moment.
Feeling the person drawing closer, Jing Zhimei turned and lifted the thin blanket off herself, revealing the sheer, seductive dress to Mo Haoxuan. A flash of desire appeared in his eyes, surprised that Jing Zhimei would actually try to seduce him?
The dim room, combined with the effects of the red wine and the potent incense, caused Jing Zhimei’s vision to blur, making her more eager to approach Mo Haoxuan.
"Yunchen, I love you," Jing Zhimei murmured shyly without daring to look directly at the ’Mo Yunchen’ before her, and buried her head into the chest of Mo Haoxuan who had not been fooled.
"Good!" Doing his best to mimic Mo Yunchen’s voice, Mo Haoxuan completed his response with a kiss on Jing Zhimei. She, with a heart full of joy, closed her eyes to receive Mo Haoxuan’s kiss, completely unaware that the man before her was not Mo Yunchen but Mo Haoxuan himself.
"As you wish," Mo Haoxuan said, lifting the blissfully blindfolded Jing Zhimei horizontally. With an apparently unintentional gesture, he knocked the lamp on the bedside, and it fell to the floor with a crash, plunging the entire room into darkness.
Oblivious to the broken lamp, Jing Zhimei was carried to the bed by Mo Haoxuan...
Back in the banquet hall, someone whispered something into Jing Xiang’s ear, causing his expression to drastically change as he quickly headed towards the second floor.
Meanwhile, a servant whispered a few words to Mo Qianhui, informing her that Young Master Jiang had drunken himself into a stupor in the guest room. Mo Qianhui’s expression shifted, and she made her way upstairs.