Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 772 - 782 Qualifications (4)

The moment he saw Fu Nancheng, he frowned.

Fu Nancheng’s eyes nearly burst open, staring at the man who appeared in the room, unable to come to his senses for a long time. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

In the next second, his gaze turned ferocious, his eyes, originally tinged with red, gradually became blood-red.

His hands fell on her shoulders, almost crushing her bones: "You said we can never be together again? Is it because of him? Do you still love him? Do you still love him!"

He roared, looking at Jiang Jinghao, who had emerged wearing only a pair of shorts, his face darkened.

Had she long been eager to leave him?

Had Jiang Jinghao always been in her heart all along?

How could she... how could she be with him so quickly!

Pain flashed in his eyes, struggling to accept this reality, staring grimly at her, insisting she give him an answer.

Qiao Mo’s face turned a shade paler, and cold sweat seeped from her forehead.

There was a wound on her shoulder, not deep, but the tearing pain was still intense.

She tried to move his hand away: "Fu Nancheng, we are already divorced."

She knew Jiang Jinghao was here, but the reason she dared to open the door was that she wasn’t afraid for him to see it at all.

She no longer felt it necessary to worry about misunderstandings, and as for what he thought, it truly didn’t matter to her anymore.

"Just days after our divorce, you are with him? You really couldn’t wait!" he sneered.

"Yes, I’m with him. Mr. Fu has seen it. If there’s nothing else, you can leave now." Qiao Mo remained calm.

In her view, the man she once loved dearly was no longer as important as Jiang Jinghao in the room.

No matter how much hurt he had brought her, just the fact is that whenever she needed care and support, the one by her side was never him.

So sometimes, she couldn’t help but think.

What good is this thing called love?

It can’t provide food or clothing, can’t sustain life, and in those moments of life and death sorrow, it can’t offer you support and strength, it probably really is useless.

Jiang Jinghao stepped forward at this moment, grabbing Fu Nancheng’s hand resting on Qiao Mo’s shoulder: "Mr. Fu, I would ask you to behave."

"Jiang Jinghao... it seems I really underestimated you." He sneered coldly, eyes full of gloom.

Jiang Jinghao had a faint smile on his face: "Disturbing someone at this late hour isn’t very polite, so Mr. Fu should leave first."

Someone else’s home... someone else’s home...

She was clearly his, since when did it become someone else’s home.

Jiang Jinghao held his big hand, the grip much stronger than before, yet Fu Nancheng refused to back down, stalemated with him.

Qiao Mo looked at him lowering his gaze, and spoke again: "Fu Nancheng, Jing Hao is right, you shouldn’t disturb me anymore."

"Is that really what you feel?"

He didn’t believe, staring intently at her.

Qiao Mo looked calmly at him: "Yes, it’s truly what I feel. My life has been good without you.’

His eyes moistened slightly, the pain in his eyes surging like a flood.

"I don’t believe it!"

After a long silence, he spoke in a deep voice.

"Whether you believe it or not is your problem, it’s unrelated to me. Since Mr. Fu already signed the divorce papers, I hope you can be manly enough, clean and decisive, and stop bothering me."