Fated to My Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1537: Let me tell you a secret

[You bastard, I feel disgusted just looking at you. Get lost, the farther from me, the better!]

Why does everyone want him to stay away, why?

Qi Ruigang’s eyes were bloodshot as he gripped the whip tightly, then furiously threw it to the ground and stormed off!

With his departure, Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

A female servant, enduring pain, approached her: "Madam, are you alright?"

Mo Lan looked at them with guilt: "I’m fine, I’m sorry..."

It was she who had deliberately lured them in.

The purpose was to have them witness Qi Ruigang’s brutal side.

She thought that if it really came to court, she would have these servants testify for her.

However, this resulted in them getting beaten...

"Madam, we are fine, these minor injuries are nothing. But your face needs prompt treatment, otherwise it may leave scars." frёewebnoѵēl.com

A few servants hurried to fetch a first aid kit to tend to her wounds.

Mo Lan was touched and also felt guilty.

The wound on her face was self-inflicted; she realized that in her efforts to deal with Qi Ruigang, she had started to lose her grip on sanity...

...

Downstairs at the bar, Qi Ruigang was holding a bottle of alcohol, relentlessly downing drink after drink.

Several empty bottles lay scattered on the floor, yet he still wasn’t drunk.

For the first time, he found his high tolerance for alcohol to be extremely annoying...

Everything in the room had been tidied up.

Mo Lan lay in bed, unable to sleep.

Gazing out at the night from her window, she wondered how much longer these days would last.

"Bang—" The door was suddenly pushed open.

She looked up and saw Qi Ruigang stagger into the room, drunkenly.

Mo Lan frowned warily: "What are you doing here?"

Qi Ruigang’s eyes were hazy, and he was staggering unsteadily, as if performing Tai Chi, "Lanlan, I have a secret to tell you..."

Mo Lan: "..."

Qi Ruigang took a few steps towards her, intended to sit but instead, plopped down onto the floor.

"Huh? The bed moves?" He tapped on the bedside, his face full of confusion, "It actually moves!"

"Qi Ruigang, you’re drunk, get out!" Mo Lan propped herself up, her tone icy.

"I’m not drunk!" Qi Ruigang attempted to stand up, failed several times, then simply stayed seated on the floor.

"What was I saying?" He stared at her, asking, "Where was I?"

"..."

"Let me think, what was I saying..."

"Get out!" Mo Lan frowned in irritation.

Qi Ruigang shook his head and demanded sharply: "I haven’t finished my words, shut up!"

Even when drunk, he was still so fierce; Mo Lan thought to herself how much better it would be if he just drank himself to death.

"Right, I remember now! I have a secret to tell you..."

Mo Lan wasn’t interested in his secret, "Just say it, then get out!"

Qi Ruigang stared at her, his face completely grave.

Mo Lan waited for him to speak, "If you’re not going to say it, then get out!"

"I say..." He leaned against the bedside, burped, "This secret, nobody knows, only I know..."

"..." Mo Lan’s curiosity was piqued.

Qi Ruigang suddenly burst into a mocking laughter, "Do you know? My mom isn’t my mom, haha, my mom isn’t really my mom, haha... It’s TMD hilarious, haha..."

Mo Lan watched him in surprise, "What do you mean?"

"Haha... It’s so funny..." Qi Ruigang laughed heartily, but his laughter was tinged with melancholy.

"Qi Ruigang, are you saying the deceased Madam Qi is not your mother?" Mo Lan asked tentatively.

"Haha, it’s TMD hilarious, it’s such a joke, so funny..."

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