Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1200: Fine, I Won’t Touch You

Dianna turned her head to look at him, "What do you mean, speak clearly."

Her eyes sparkled with the cleverness and cunning of a little fox, obviously she was pretending to be angry just now to get him to talk.

Mort Thorne reached out a large hand and held her soft little hand, placing her hand on his ring, "Don’t be willful anymore, I can’t bear to lose your life."

Dianna looked at him, "Why don’t you answer my earlier question, this ring was bought by you, when did you buy it?"

Mort furrowed his sharp brows but still didn’t speak.

"Are you mute now?" Dianna angrily scolded him.

Mort draped a shirt over her smooth shoulder and started buttoning it one by one for her.

"How much papaya milk did you drink in these three years?" he asked hoarsely.

It took Dianna a few seconds to understand his meaning, three years ago she was like a small steamed bun, embarrassingly flat in the chest, but now her body had matured and the martial arts training made her even more alluring.

Dianna quickly raised her hand to cover his eyes, "Don’t you like women with big breasts? I’ve become the woman you like, but sorry, you’re not allowed to look!"

Mort’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down twice, and he laughed hoarsely, "You probably have a misunderstanding about big boobs, or you’re just too confident."

"..."

Mort reached out and pushed away her hand, "No more fooling around, I have something to do, I’ll go first."

He turned and walked away.

Dianna looked at his straight back and suddenly called out, "Blood Eagle!"

Mort’s steps halted.

Two seconds passed before he turned back to look at Dianna.

Dianna looked at him too, "Is it you?"

Mort’s eyes were suddenly turbulent, but on the surface, they remained deeply unfathomable, leaving no room for scrutiny. He opened his thin lips, "Don’t mess around, I’m leaving."

He left.

He didn’t answer her question.

Dianna watched his tall and burly figure disappear into the dark and was convinced that he was Blood Eagle.

She would find the evidence, she would definitely prove that he is Blood Eagle!

...

Everyone returned to the FIU’s special vehicle, and Vivi’s facial injuries had already been treated. She hugged Dianna tightly, "Dianna, quickly tell me, what’s your relationship with that guy, I didn’t expect you to be into the uncle type, that guy is so cool and aloof, I couldn’t see his face clearly but I’m already charmed by him."

Dianna smiled helplessly.

At this moment, team leader Evelyn spoke with some seriousness, "Dianna, that man’s shooting skill was fast and precise, his prowess extraordinary, probably no one in the whole FIU can match him, his background must not be simple."

Since Mort had been declared dead three years ago, and until the truth comes out, Dianna didn’t want Mort to be exposed, so she said, "Leader, I know what I’m doing, he is a good person."

"That’s good." Evelyn handed over a project plan to Dianna, "This Scorpion moves too quickly, I have already reported to the superiors, they suggested a honeytrap, so after discussing, we’d like you to seduce Scorpion and get close to him."

Dianna’s appearance is unmatched within FIU, and when it comes to a honeytrap, she is the obvious first choice.

Dianna nodded, "I have no problem."

"Great!"

...

Dianna successfully approached Scorpion, and these days Scorpion pursued her madly.

That day, Scorpion brought Dianna to a luxury car and said to the person at the front, "Drive, Da Shan, tonight I’ll take you to the underground palace in Serrano’s hideout to have some fun."

Dianna looked up at the man in front, and it was none other than Mort.

Mort had become Scorpion’s exclusive driver.

Mort also saw Dianna, today she was wearing a black short skirt, its waist-hugging design outlined her petite waist perfectly, the hem above her knees revealing her two slender, pale legs, crystal high heels on her feet...

Dianna’s small face had matured beautifully, her presence pure and refreshing like a picture come to life.

Mort’s handsome face under the cap suddenly went cold, she really got involved with Scorpion.

This Scorpion is a dangerous person, she is in constant danger.

He reached out his broad, rough palm to clasp her slender fair wrist.

Dianna stopped walking.

Mort’s coarse fingertip circled her wrist, bringing a sore, tingling sensation; his grip was strong, while her delicate skin felt as if it was burning where he touched.

"Dianna, get in the car quickly."

At this time, Scorpion personally opened the back door and looked back.

Mort quickly let go of her hand.

Dianna stepped into the car.

...

The luxury car headed towards the underground palace, with Mort driving in the front seat.

In the back seat, Scorpion sat with Dianna, feeling very cheerful, he said generously, "Da Shan, once we get to the underground palace tonight, you can pick whoever you like there, even more than two if you’re capable, as long as you can stand on your legs the next day."

Dianna glanced at Mort, he wore a cap and his features were obscured, but she could vaguely see his hard, angular profile and stubbled face.

At that moment, Mort looked up, his eyes meeting Dianna’s through the rear-view mirror for just a second before he looked away and said quietly, "Thank you, boss."

"No thanks needed, I’m happy today as I’ve finally won over a beauty." Scorpion reached out to hold Dianna.

Dianna looked coldly at Scorpion.

Scorpion quickly raised his hands, "Alright, Dianna, I won’t touch you."

This ice queen had just agreed to give dating a try with him, he cherished her.

Since the ice queen didn’t want him to touch her, he complied.

Actually, Scorpion has a particular penchant for untouched women, and Dianna’s refusal suited him just fine.

Scorpion particularly enjoys the thrill of conquering women, the more they resist, the more excited he gets, but once they submit and sleep with him, he grows bored.

So he was currently smitten with this ice queen.

Dianna nonchalantly withdrew her gaze, curling her red lips mockingly, "You’re taking your driver to solicit at night, isn’t that improper?"

Scorpion laughed heartily, "Dianna, it’s not that I’m taking my driver to solicit women, but that he wants to, right, Da Shan?"

Mort slightly curved his lips, "Yes."

As soon as he spoke, a cold sneer sounded beside him, "Disgusting! Be careful not to catch anything!"

She was scolding him.

Mort heard a trace of anger in her voice; she was genuinely scolding him, and for the first time, the curve of his lips truly lifted.

"Dianna, my driver is almost forty, he doesn’t have a wife, not even a girlfriend, he’s full of blood and vigor, he definitely needs women, don’t scold him."