C3

Mo Ze forcefully suppressed the desire in his heart. He turned around, rested for a long time, and then gradually fell asleep.

The next day, Chu Moqian opened her eyes and was shocked when she saw the unfamiliar surroundings.

Where was she?

The room was very quiet, not a single sound could be heard.

Chu Moqian pursed her lips and rubbed her aching head. After tidying up, she pushed the door open and went downstairs.

At that time, Mo Ze was already sitting at the dining table.

Chu Moqian recognized her and was surprised, "President Mo? You were the one who saved me? "

Mo Ze raised his head and looked at her, "Mhm."

Although she didn't understand why, Chu Moqian still smiled politely and said, "Thank you."

Mo Ze didn't continue the topic. He pointed at the chair opposite them, "Miss Chu, take a seat."

Chu Moqian had no reason to refuse, so she sat down stiffly.

She thought for a moment, then asked in puzzlement: "I wonder why President Mo saved me?"

She had heard quite a lot of rumors about Mo Ze, but she also knew that men at the top would always have a tough heart, so they wouldn't really be soft-hearted.

That was why it was even stranger.

Mo Ze's eyes were deep and unfathomable. He stared at the woman in front of him and suddenly smiled, "Miss Chu, you saved me half a year ago. I should save you now."

Half a year ago?

The car accident?

Chu Moqian was slightly surprised. Back then, she only happened to pass by by by by chance, so she had kindly pulled him out and sent him to the hospital.

That man's face was covered in blood. Was it Mo Ze?!

With that said, it made sense that he had saved her.

One person saving once was equal.

"Young master, the second young master of the Gu family has sent an invitation. It's said that he's getting engaged tomorrow and wants to invite you there." As the butler spoke, he respectfully handed over the wedding invitation.

Mo Ze only took a glance before retracting his gaze, "Throw it away."

Anyway, he had no interest in going.

"Wait a moment."

Just as the butler was about to obey the order to throw the item away, he saw Chu Moqian walking over.

"What a pity to throw it!" She smiled as she accepted the wedding invitation.

Seeing this, the butler tactfully retreated.

Mo Ze raised his eyebrows, "You want to go?"

Chu Moqian didn't deny it. She just looked down at the names of the groom and bride.

She treated Zhang Yizi as her best friend, but she didn't expect that woman to treat her like this.

That adulterous couple actually had such an opportunity, how could she let it go so easily?

Mo Ze naturally understood her meaning. He stood up and walked towards her.

"Since Miss Chu wants to go, of course she can." He smiled and changed the topic. "But, you have to pay a price if you want me to help."

Chu Moqian raised her head and looked at the man before her.

She could tell that this man was not referring to just this incident.

That's right, she was no longer mayor's daughter. When her Chu Family fell, she fell from the sky into the dust, which was why Gu Taihao and Zhang Yizi were no longer hiding and shamelessly humiliated her in front of her.

Right now, the only person who could help her was Mo Ze, the CEO of the largest corporation in C City.

Chu Moqian understood immediately. She gritted her teeth and looked straight at him, "President Mo, what price do you want?"

A hint of playfulness flashed across Mo Ze's eyes. He raised her chin and chuckled: "You."

"Hmm?" Chu Moqian blanked out for a moment, and in the next second, the man's lips came close to hers.

She opened her eyes wide at the wet touch.

After a moment, Mo Ze left.

"I want you." he repeated firmly.

Since she could arouse his interest, she might as well use it to the best of her ability.

Only then did Chu Moqian recover her wits. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while before taking a deep breath and nodding. "Alright. I promise you. As long as you can help me!"

"Miss Chu is indeed a sensible woman." Mo Ze smiled in satisfaction.

"But," Chu Moqian paused, "not only for revenge, I also want you to help me save my father."

Mo Ze frowned and did not answer.

Chu Moqian couldn't imagine who could help her now. If it was for her father, she could do whatever she wanted!

After a long while, Mo Ze said with a profound tone, "That depends on your performance."

Then he turned and went upstairs.

Chu Moqian was stunned. Performance? What kind of performance?

When Chu Moqian came out of the bathroom in the evening and saw Mo Ze sitting on the sofa, she immediately understood what Mo Ze meant by what he said during the day.