Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qin Yawen had actually gone to see Su Yan in secret before. She needed to know what kind of person Tang Hai had chosen, after her. Su Yan was inferior in many ways, whether it was her looks, figure or aura. However, she was a virtuous housewife who behaved in a gentle and caring way. Her husband was her number one priority in life.
It was obvious that Su Yan wasn’t Tang Hai’s most loved woman, but rather, the woman who would be together with him for a lifetime.
Qin Yawen held on to the steering wheel with a vice-like grip. She was drowning in hatred and dark jealousy on such a lonely night.
…
Han Xiaowan wanted to say something else but Qin Yawen had already hung up the call. She frowned after hearing the ‘du… du…’ sound and felt something was wrong. Her mom didn’t seem concerned with her for some reason.
Her phone then rang again, it was an incoming call from Su Shuiqin.
Han Xiaowan’s face contorted into one of disgust, Su Shuiqin was merely a pawn. The woman was an arrogant and greedy woman who never knew when to stop, even after receiving many benefits.
“Hello, Shuiqin, what’s the matter? Why are you calling at such a late hour?”
“Xiaowan, you’ve got to save me!” Su Shuiqin voice was desperate as she begged her on the other end of the call. She pleaded while sobbing, “I need money, 20 million dollars. Xiaowan, hurry and wire transfer me 20 million dollars, I need it to save my life!”
20 million dollars?
Han Xiaowan almost jumped after hearing her words, how was she going to be able to gather 20 million dollars? Did Su Shuiqin think she was a cash making machine? “Shuiqin, why do you need so much money?”
“Xiaowan, the two men in black escaped from Gu Mohan. They’re holding me captive in an alley and they are extorting me. They won’t let me go unless I give them the money. Xiaowan, help me. I’m really scared. You’re the mastermind behind all of this. You asked me to get someone who would drag Tang Mo’er away from the engagement ceremony and rape her. I was merely receiving your orders, you have to save me!”
Han Xiaowan’s expression changed, the two men had escaped?
She was expecting the two men to be dead since Gu Mohan had taken them away. After hearing about their escape, she was relieved that Su Shuiqin was her middleman and that she never had any contact with them.
20 million dollars was a huge sum of money. She didn’t have such money and even if she did, there was no way she would give it up for Su Shuiqin. She needed to get herself out of this mess. “Shuiqin, what are you saying? I’ve got a bad signal here, I’ll hang up first.”
Han Xiaowan hung up.
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The next morning, Tang Mo’er opened her eyes slowly. The sofa was empty, it seemed he had gotten up already.
He woke up really early.
Tang Mo’er entered the bathroom and started to wash up. The doorbell rang right after she was done.
Who was it?
Was it Gu Mohan?
Tang Mo’er ran over and opened the door. Yan Dong stood outside instead, with a bag in his hands. “Miss Tang, this bag contains some clothes that the President prepared for you. He has a meeting and left already.”
“Oh, thank you.”
Tang Mo’er shut the door and took out the clothes from the bag. The first piece she pulled out was a black bra, it was a… lacy design.”
Seeing that Gu Mohan had picked out a lacy bra for her, Tang Mo’er’s tiny face was burning hot. That… flirty man!
It was said that men who were had good taste in lingerie were inherently sexually impulsive. They were said to be vigorous in bed too.
Tang Mo’er looked downwards at her chest, her fair skin was full of marks and love bites. Her mind was filled with the moments he kissed her last night, she remembered herself pulling on his sleek, short hair in the heat of the moment.
She shook her head and hurriedly tried to forget about those indecent scenes, she looked at the size of the bra. It was a C cup but in 82, it was an 82C.
She had always been a size 84C, did he get the wrong size?
Why did he get her a bra that was one size smaller?
Women are usually sensitive about their bodies and she was no exception. A man’s words would cause them to be even more sensitive. Her figure was well-developed and her breasts were needless to say, ample and full, like perfect hemispheres. She was a solid 84C!
She took out her cell phone and messaged him huffily—’Mr Gu, the bra is too small!’