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Why was he here?

Qiao Anxia was so flustered that she wanted to shake off his hand. However, the more she struggled, the tighter his grip grew.

"Purpose."

"What purpose?"

Mo Hancheng's complicated gaze landed on her body. His deep eyes contained anger. His cold voice made Qiao Anxia confused. She was even more confused as to where his anger came from.

"Do you really think that Mo Tingyue doesn't know anything?" His deep, complicated gaze was fixed on her, and the cold air that emanated from his body enveloped her.

"What are you saying? I don't understand." After shaking off his hand, Qiao Anxia's tone turned cold.

"Heh." Mo Hancheng's thin lips raised into a sneer, and he immediately pinched her lower jaw. His deep eyes were filled with cold anger, and his deep voice had a chilling tone, "Qiao Anxia, do you think that you can erase the past just because you pretend not to know me?"

"Mo Hancheng, I don't know what you're talking about!"

Qiao Anxia wanted to shake off the man who was looking down on her, but she couldn't help but tremble from anger. She didn't know why he was so angry.

From the moment she met Mo Hancheng, she felt that this man was very strange and hostile towards her.

Now that he had barged into her room, he had mysteriously said these words, as if they had known each other before.

"Ta ta!"

"Ta ta!"

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from the corridor outside the door, causing Qiao Anxia's heart to tremble.

At this time, it should be Tingyue returning.

She was dressed like this and was still with Mo Hancheng. If Tingyue saw her, he wouldn't be able to tell even if she opened her mouth a hundred times.

"Let go!" She forcefully pried Mo Hancheng's hand away from her jaw, but her messy heart calmed down at this moment. She turned around and grabbed Mo Hancheng's wrist, pushing him into the bathroom, "Someone's coming, you go in first."

Mo Hancheng also heard the footsteps outside the door. He didn't stop her, but he couldn't calm down.

Whether Qiao Anxia had really forgotten or lied to him on purpose.

She must have been lying to him.

How could she not know him? How could she forget him?

This vain woman, breaking up with him for money, marrying Mo Tingyue for money, thinking she could be her Wealthy Young Mistress just because she pretended not to know him?

Dream on!

Almost at the same moment Qiao Anxia closed the bathroom door, Mo Tingyue walked in.

"Tingyue, come back …"

She walked up to him with a smile, but before she could finish, Mo Tingyue interrupted her with a cold voice, "I said you better not have any unrealistic fantasies about me."

Qiao Anxia stopped in her tracks. Her body stiffened as a tearing pain spread through her heart. She couldn't help but smile bitterly.

As expected, he wouldn't feel anything …

Mo Tingyue's eyes were extremely cold. He walked in front of Qiao Anxia, grabbed her neck, and looked down at her emotionless eyes with contempt, "Even if you were to stand in front of me naked, I still wouldn't blink. I'm not interested in you or me at all."

"Cough …"

Qiao Anxia's face was flushed from the pinching. When she almost lost her breath, he let go of her and threw her fiercely onto the bed. With a cold sneer, he warned indifferently, "I will never fall in love with you."

Never fall in love with her...

They had only been married for a month, so Qiao Anxia could not count how many times she had heard this.

"Mo Tingyue!" Since you hate me so much, why did you marry me! "Why don't you divorce me!"

Her heart was already numb from the pain. Her body couldn't help but tremble as she clenched her fists and stood up. All of her grievances poured out at this moment as she screamed with all her might, causing the five finger marks deeply embedded in her neck to turn even redder.

Qiao Anxia's eyes started to burn, and a thin layer of mist started to rise in her beautiful eyes.

She didn't understand, she didn't understand why Mo Tingyue hated her so much, why he had spent so much effort to get close to her, why he had talked to her for four whole years, why he had given her a heavy blow when she felt that she was already used to his company, his gentleness, and only him by her side, thinking that she could live a happy life happily for a lifetime!

He personally pushed her up into the clouds, but at the highest point, he caused her to fiercely fall down, causing her to feel sorrowful, causing her to feel pain.

What had she done wrong?

You want him to take revenge in such a ruthless manner?

Mo Tingyue was obviously surprised by her resistance. No matter before or after their marriage, Qiao Anxia had always been obedient to him. She always hid her feelings carefully and gently, and never once did she lose control like today.

Her stubborn and fragile eyes were reflected in Mo Tingyue's eyes. The iron wall in her heart seemed to be slowly collapsing and suddenly softened for a moment.

He turned his body to the side and stopped looking at her, coldly warning her, "You'd better obediently be your Mrs Mo. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of suffering I'll make that good father of yours suffer in prison."

"Mo Tingyue, you bastard!"

Facing his naked threat, Qiao Anxia's heart became empty. She tightly clenched her fists as she deeply embedded her fingertips into her flesh, grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it at him.

This was the man she had loved for four years. He was so heartless …

Ignoring Qiao Anxia's anger, Mo Tingyue took the documents and left without looking back.

Qiao Anxia couldn't stop her tears from flowing down her face as she listened to the footsteps outside the door. She didn't understand what she had done wrong to be tortured by him.

Just when she was feeling sad, Mo Hancheng walked out from the bathroom, grabbed her wrist with both of his hands and pressed her down on the bed. Then he went up and pressed her down.

"You, what are you doing?"

Before she could even react, his big, warm hand had already slid towards her stomach. He leaned close to her cheek, and let out a warm breath on her face. With a mocking smile, he said, "Isn't this what you want?"

His lips slowly covered hers. Qiao Anxia snapped out of her daze and pushed him away.

"Mo Hancheng!" "You're crazy!"

"I'm your sister-in-law!"

She frantically picked up the blanket by the bed and wrapped it around herself. Her terrified eyes looked at the man with a dangerous aura before her. Her reddened eyes stubbornly held back the rolling tears as she tightly hugged her curled up body.

"Heh." Her thin lips curled up into a sneer. The word 'sister-in-law' was really ear-piercing.

"What makes you think that I would want a woman that Mo Tingyue doesn't want?"

Looking at Qiao Anxia's pitiful expression, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart. He couldn't help but soften his heart and speak in a more gentle tone.

Recalling what Mo Tingyue said to her in the bathroom, she felt a burst of anger.

Qiao Anxia glared furiously at the devil-like man, biting her lower lip without saying a word.

What did it have to do with him if Mo Tingyue didn't want her?

They only met today.

Mo Hancheng stared at her with his deep eyes, his gaze was as deep as the abyss.

After a long while, he opened his mouth and asked in a cold voice, "He didn't touch you?"

"None of your business!"

Qiao Anxia's figure froze. She wrapped herself in a blanket and got up, running all the way out of the room.

Looking at her flustered back, Mo Hancheng's heart was empty.

She really didn't seem to know him anymore and had forgotten about him …

He couldn't help but think back to what Mo Tingyue had just said. He didn't seem to have any love for Qiao Anxia. With his personality, he definitely wouldn't leave a person he didn't love by his side for no reason.

Mo Hancheng's eyes slightly darkened. He picked up his phone and dialed. With a meaningful voice, he said, "Check Qiao Anxia. I want to know everything about her!"