C3 Compassionate Heart

Xing Mowei threw the suit to the side, then bent over towards Mi Qiao with his tall and skinny waist.

Her long, clean fingers ripped the duct tape from her mouth.

Mi Qiao reflexively retracted her head, afraid that the opponent would hit her.

Who would have thought that he would actually open his own mouth?

Mi Qiao was a bit embarrassed by her sudden action just now. It was too disgraceful.

She stretched her head upwards, laid on the ground and looked at him sideways, and said with full vigor:

"If you want to kill me or cut me up, I'm not afraid of you."

Not only did she not apologize, she even dared to provoke him!

Xing Mowei's expression became even more sullen. He squinted his deep black eyes and stretched out his long arm behind her back.

No! She closed her eyes and curled up her body in despair.

The arm behind him was suddenly relaxed, and he untied the rope for her, surprised.

Did he want to let go of the opportunity? Mi Qiao was even more worried.

Relieved, she quickly rose from the ground, wincing to the side and rubbing her aching wrists.

Seeing Xing Mowei approach her bit by bit, her breathing couldn't help but quicken.

After all, this was someone else's territory. No matter how strong she was, she wouldn't have three heads and six arms to deal with a man that was much stronger than her.

He couldn't sit still and wait for death. He had to escape.

Mi Qiao kept propping herself up with both hands, blinking her big eyes as she stared at Xing Mowei.

However, Xing Mowei pounced and scared her so much that she fell back onto the wall.

Mi Qiao stood up with her hands against the wall, as if she was on guard. Her eyes never left any of Xing Mowei's actions.

But after all, there was only a limited amount of space and she had no way out. He got closer and closer, until he was almost at her chest.

A pleasant smell assaulted her, and she could even smell the faint scent.

She actually didn't hate this smell, and instead felt that it was very nice.

As he got closer, she reflexively moved to the left and was blocked by his long arm.

She dodged to the right and was blocked again.

Since there was nowhere to hide, she simply turned her head to face the wall. It was said that this was the safest option.

Behind her, there seemed to be a cold breeze blowing against her body, causing her to feel a chill all over her body.

"Smelly, damn you, if you dare to do anything to me, I'll kill you!"

Mi Qiao held back the trembling in her heart, leaned against the wall, and yelled angrily with both of her hands raised.

"Pa!" A fierce slap landed on her butt, causing her to grimace in pain.

What kind of method was this? What a change. Crazy, do you have the tendency to abuse people in that aspect?

She bit her red lip and couldn't help but look back at him.

This glance caused her to be terrified. The devilish man's gaze became even more terrified. Terrified, as if he was going to eat her.

The instant she turned around, "Pa", a slap landed on her butt. The pain did not disappear for a long time.

It was said that such people were even more terrifying. Terrifying characteristic, is like to use the torture device to chain up the person to beat, after strengthening the palm. Crush.

It seemed like she couldn't avoid the fear. She simply flipped over and leaned against the wall, hugging herself tightly as she cursed.

"Damn pervert, pervert. I will definitely not let you get away with this."

Xing Mowei saw that she didn't have any intention to repent, so he reached out to pick up the rope on the ground and twisted her over before pressing her against the wall.

He beat her ass with the rope a few times.

Mi Qiao was in so much pain that her tears flowed. She started to cry while rubbing her buttocks.

However, the man behind him was indifferent. He flung the rope away and coldly snorted:

"Remember, this is a punishment for your reckless actions.

I'll spare you for the sake of being a child.

"Hurry up and go!"

Mi Qiao had been crying so hard that she could shake the world. Other than the pain on her body, she was most afraid that she would lose everything. White.

Never would he have thought that Ye Zichen would actually let him go.

Did she hear wrong? How could there be such a good thing?

She stopped crying and turned around, wiping her eyes.

Raising her delicate little face, she sobbed and asked:

"Do you mean it?"

He coldly snorted and didn't bother to look at her. He turned around and swayed his handsome and vigorous back, returning to the sofa.

"Scram, don't wait for me to regret it."

His voice was still deep and cold.

Mi Qiao, a little confused, held her butt and limped out of the living room.

He walked to the door and forgot how to get in. He looked at the huge corridor and didn't know where to go.

Finally, he found the entrance to the hall and entered a large garden.

Heavens! Where is this place? She was stunned.

No, she had to sit down and think about how she got in.

She kept pointing her finger at her head, trying to make it spin faster.

She was carried in by a group of people. She entered so quickly that she could even stop the car. There seemed to be a gap in the door.

There wasn't even a wheel here, which was strange.

Mi Qiao, who had always refused to admit defeat, stood up with her hands on her hips and her hair that was as black as ink.

She turned back and forth, entering the back hallway, turning and turning to the side door, and then coming out again to startle herself.

Wasn't it the garden? Why did a swimming pool appear in front of him?

She dived back in again, and after a long time, she was too tired and in pain to walk. Her head felt heavy, and she hummed. He snorted as he pushed open the door to a bedroom and quietly entered.

She was even more shocked when she saw the study outside the bedroom.

This fellow was truly rich. Many people didn't even have a place to stay, yet his rooms were so extravagant.

She threw herself onto the big European bed, touching the soft quilt, wanting to get a good night's sleep.

After toiling for so long, he was tired, tired, and his face was hot.

Afraid of being found out, Ye Zichen crawled up and locked the bedroom door with his aching butt.

She dragged her heavy body, covering her butt as she tilted her head and fell asleep on the bed.

Xing Mowei was angry for the whole day. After dinner, he went back to his bedroom without saying a word.

Housekeeper Liu was so scared that he didn't even dare to breathe. He immediately instructed the servant to clean up the table and said respectfully behind Housekeeper Liu:

"Good night, young master."

As long as this Deity of theirs was asleep, the entire family would be silent.

However, things were not as smooth as he had imagined. The Old Master had been helped up from the ground floor.

After entering the back door of the hall, he pointed his cane at the departing Xing Mowei and yelled:

"Stop!" You think you're gonna get yourself into trouble?

Do you know that I went through so much trouble to find a marriage for you that it was ruined by your actions?

You unfilial grandson, you really pissed me off. "

As the Old Master spoke, he was supported to walk shakily from one end of the living room to the other.

Xing Mowei was silent for a while and then suddenly turned around with a gentle expression.

"Grandfather, why are you home so late?"

He reached out to support the old man, but the old man shook him off and continued to curse:

"Unfilial grandson, I'm already a pile of old bones. Why aren't you finding a proper woman to marry so that I can carry your great-grandson? Do you want me to die with grievance?"

The old man grew angrier as he spoke, and raised his cane to swing at him.

In order to prevent the servants from seeing him as a joke, Xing Mowei took the old man's arm and wanted to go to his room to discuss it.