Jun Mochan, however, snapped back to sobriety in time, and he swung his palm towards Xia Shi.
Xia Shi was slapped aside by him, her head hitting the bedpost, instantly turning red.
Jun Mochan could no longer worry about Xia Shi, as he got up and ran to the bathroom.
The cold water somewhat restored his senses, but it was not enough. Jun Mochan opened the bathroom and headed downstairs.
Water dripped continuously from his body, soaking the floor. Looking at his haggard figure, Xia Shi’s eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.
Why? He was , why did he still refuse to touch her?
Could she not even compare to Ye Ranran? Xia Shi lowered her head to look at herself.
In order to attract Jun Mochan’s attention, she had even put on sexy lingerie, but even so, Jun Mochan still did not look at her.
She was practically stripping naked in front of him, why was this?
Jun Mochan took out all the ice cubes from the fridge and pressed them against his body. In this way, he felt a little bit better.
The Butler’s mother, who had been eavesdropping from below, couldn’t help but come out when she heard the noise, "What’s going on?"
"What’s going on? Shouldn’t I be the one asking you?" Jun Mochan had raging fire burning in his chest, making his expression extraordinarily cold.
A dark aura constantly seeped out of him, like a demon that had crawled out of hell.
The Butler’s mother was scared by this side of Jun Mochan.
"What, are you afraid now? Didn’t you conspire against me?" Jun Mochan took step by step towards the Butler’s mother.
"What do you mean by ’conspire against you’? I don’t understand what you’re saying." The Butler’s mother pretended to be ignorant.
"Butler, go and drag the woman in my room down here." Jun Mochan’s voice was as cold as frost.
The butler stood in the distance, not expecting to be involved, and for a moment did not react.
"What, didn’t you hear what I said?" Jun Mochan gave him a cold glance, his icy gaze making the butler feel as if he was in a freezer.
"I’m going right now, right now." The butler ran upstairs.
In the living room, only the Butler’s mother and Jun Mochan were left, standing in opposition, creating a standoff situation.
Jun Mochan pressed the ice cubes against his face, using it to stay alert.
The sight of him upset the Butler’s mother, so she said, "Little Han, you must feel terrible, why don’t you..."
"Don’t speak." Jun Mochan interrupted her directly.
He still had his wits about him, and knew that she was his mother. But if she said anything to provoke him.
If he lost his senses and did something, it would not be his fault.
"Little Han, I am your mother. I won’t harm you."
These words from the Butler’s mother caused the last strand of sanity in Jun Mochan’s mind to snap.
His face was as cold as ice, he had an intimidating aura about him as he stepped closer to the Butler’s mother, "You won’t harm me? Then what do you call forcing a woman I dislike onto me?"
"You knew there was someone in my heart, but you still did this. If something had really happened tonight, Ranran would never forgive me. Is this what you wanted to see?"
"You can’t stand to see me happy, isn’t it better to see me suffer after losing my loved one, huh? Do you have any right to call yourself my mother?"
Jun Mochan kicked at her.
His movement was strong, the Butler’s mother was kicked to the ground by him and couldn’t get up for a while.
From his superior position, Jun Mochan looked down at her: "This is the last time, if I find out there’s a second time, I will consider changing our relationship."