Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 745 - 755 Dead Heart (3)

He pinned her against the wall, grasping her wrist and raising it by her ear, his eyes laced with menace and danger. "You know I’m interested in you, don’t you? But don’t try to provoke me."

Xie Qinghuan was not afraid, sneering, "So what? What do you plan to do? Are you going to force yourself on me like Fu Nancheng did to Xiao Mo?" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

He squinted his eyes, his gaze deep and profound.

With a cynical curl of his lips, he leaned down to viciously bite her lip, while his other hand ensnared her waist. He spoke languidly, "If you wish, I don’t mind."

Xie Qinghuan didn’t resist, lowering her eyes as he plundered her lips.

He kissed with force, breaking her lip.

God knows how long had passed when he noticed her body relax slightly. Only then did he reluctantly release her.

But the instant his hand let go of her, there was a crisp "slap" as she raised her hand and slapped him across the face!

She used exceptional force.

She could clearly see a red patch spreading quickly across his fair and delicate cheek, with a hint of blood at the corner of his lips, his eyes filled with a murderous gleam.

She smirked at him coldly, "This is what you deserve. Mr. Yan should know that everything comes at a price. Consider this slap as your reward for kissing me."

"Xie Qinghuan, you’re quite bold!" He gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, his eyes taking on a sinister glint.

Yan Yiheng, who had been capturing hawks for so many years, never expected to be pecked in the eye by one for the first time!

She smiled, though the smile never reached her eyes. "Yan Yiheng, I’m not Qiao Mo, I don’t have her kind heart and softness!"

"Ha... interesting." Yan Jiu chuckled lightly, suddenly not angry but rather feeling a stronger will to conquer.

He gently lifted her chin, "You’re in a bad mood today, so I won’t argue with you."

Xie Qinghuan brushed his hand aside, sneering as she walked past him.

Yan Jiu lightly touched his own lips, where her breath still lingered, making his expression deepen further.

...

When she returned to the hospital room, Qiao Mo was still unconscious.

Looking at the lifeless woman inside, her expression was indifferent, yet a deep worry was evident in her eyes, as if what had just happened had left no impact on her at all.

She knew, perhaps they all should be grateful for the current calm.

Only when Qiao Mo woke up would it be the hardest time to endure.

They continued to keep vigil, and at seven that evening, the red-eyed Jiang Jinghao was the first to notice Qiao Mo’s fingers twitch.

"Doctor! Doctor! She’s awake! She’s awake!"

With his shout, everyone was immediately roused from their daze, and a doctor quickly arrived, entering the room to examine her.

Qiao Mo weakly opened her eyes, feeling pain in every inch of her body, as if weighed down by a thousand-pound boulder, unable to move, even finding it difficult to breathe.

But she didn’t know where she found the strength to slightly turn her head, stubbornly searching for Fu Nancheng’s figure.

Through the thick glass pane were worried eyes and blurry faces.

None of them... still none of them...

She laboriously scanned those concerned faces, but ultimately did not see the figure she longed for.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Qiao Mo’s eyes, and she laughed softly, as a tear slowly rolled down her cheek.

Had he... really not even come to see her once?