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"…"

What forgot him? What is heartless?

He had been saying something that had confused her since yesterday.

Today, Qiao Anxia was in a terrible mood. Right now, her mind was in a mess and she really didn't have the strength to tangle with him.

"It's time to go home." Taking a step back, she spoke indifferently before turning around and leaving.

Taking two steps forward, Qiao Anxia was pulled back into his drunken embrace by a strong force. Mo Hancheng put his arm on her shoulder and wrapped her in a circle.

Qiao Anxia almost lost control of herself when he pressed his weight against her. She staggered, and his hot breath landed on her ear, again in an commanding tone. "Take me back."

There was no time for Qiao Anxia to refuse. Mo Hancheng forced her to leave.

"Anxia …"

Su Yi stood up worriedly and was about to give chase. She initially wanted to bring Anxia here to relax, but she didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"Don't worry." Gu Panpan pulled Su Yi back, reassuring her.

Qin Shen looked at the direction Mo Hancheng left in, the corner of his mouth curled up meaningfully. It was rare to see his boss lose control of himself.

"Don't stare at me."

After being carried to the car by Mo Hancheng, his gaze never left her. Qiao Anxia's scalp went numb from his dangerous gaze.

But how could Mo Hancheng listen to what she said?

Qiao Anxia could only avoid him by herself, sitting far away from him.

Unexpectedly, there was a force from her waist that pulled her back. Mo Hancheng dared to wrap his arms around her waist and looked at her more closely.

His scorching aura was accompanied by the faint aroma of wine wafting over her face. They were so close together, yet Qiao Anxia had nowhere to hide.

Qiao Anxia, who was being controlled wantonly like this, pressed both her hands against his chest and did her best to increase the distance between the two of them. She gnashed her teeth in anger. "Mo Hancheng!"

Staring at the figure in his arms struggling to resist, Mo Hancheng's lowered and quivering eyelashes covered the sadness in his eyes. He pressed her heavily into his arms and said, "I missed you so much."

Qiao Anxia's heart skipped a beat as she heard the deep and magnetic voice beside her ears, which contained slight grievances and trembling.

Leaning against his chest and not moving, listening to his heartbeat, Qiao Anxia felt the chill in his body slowly disappear. At this moment, Mo Hancheng was so fragile that it made people's hearts ache, causing Qiao Anxia to lose her mind.

Why, why did this hug give her an inexplicable sense of familiarity, making her feel at ease, as if this hug had once belonged to her.

But the person she clearly loved was Tingyue …

This familiar feeling made Qiao Anxia a little helpless. She came back to her senses and frantically pushed him away. "You … you're drunk."

The moment Qiao Anxia pushed him away, Mo Hancheng's heart felt like it was breaking. He stared coldly at her, unable to forget the merciless message they sent four years ago.

"Why say those words? Why did you break up with me? "

"Tell me why!"

"Just because I'm an illegitimate child of the Mo family? Because I can't inherit property? You didn't want to go abroad with me, so you broke up with me! Abandon me! "Isn't it?!"

"…" What breakup? What bastard?

Qiao Anxia was stunned. She really didn't know. She had no impression of any of them.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Mo Hancheng narrowed his eyes. A dangerous cold glint shot out from his deep eyes. He suddenly pinched her chin. His voice was so cold that it made people shudder.

"Is it because of Mo Tingyue?"

"You love him? or love his money? "

A terrifyingly cold aura instantly enveloped Qiao Anxia. Her face was terrifyingly gloomy, and she almost wanted to crush Qiao Anxia into pieces.

The pain on her chin made Qiao Anxia exceptionally clear-headed. The man in front of her was a hundred times scarier than Mo Tingyue. However, facing the complicated hatred in Mo Hancheng's eyes, she became even more confused.

She tried her best to pry his hand away from her chin, "Mo Hancheng, let go of me! I don't understand what you're saying! "

"You vain woman!" In his eyes, her struggle was just an itch. At this moment, his eyes were filled with hatred towards her, "Qiao Anxia, even if you forget about me, you can forget about me for the rest of your life!"

He'd been in pain for four years because of that text message. Did she think she could get rid of him with a single word?

Dream on!

He arrogantly bit her lips and forcefully kissed her as if he was punishing her. There wasn't the slightest bit of tenderness or love in his actions. His rudeness almost swallowed her breath.

When Mo Hancheng thought of the woman he had loved for so many years, the woman he had cared for for for so many years, and how he had fallen in love with a man who had never loved her at all, not to mention that man was his elder brother, Mo Hancheng was so mad that he wanted to devour her.

Qiao Anxia's breathing was coming to a stop. She breathed in the cold air with great difficulty, desperately trying to escape from his wild and merciless plundering.

No matter how she struggled, she couldn't escape Mo Hancheng's grasp. He waited for what seemed like a century before he let go of her.

Qiao Anxia finally had a chance to catch her breath. Her beautiful eyes were covered by a thin layer of mist as she breathed heavily. The pain on her lips had long since numbed.

Before she could recover from his punitive kiss, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the car without warning.

Before Qiao Anxia could regain her balance, his powerful arm had already wrapped around her shoulders, tightly holding her in his embrace, not giving her any chance to escape.

Only then did Qiao Anxia realize that the driver had already stopped the car at Old Mansion of Mo Family.

However, Mo Hancheng's heavy body was pressing down on her, forcing her to move forward.

The powerful aura being released from his body was as cold as ice. The servants were so scared that they didn't even dare to step forward.

Qiao Anxia was troubled. Under the puzzled eyes of the servants, she was led step by step by Mo Hancheng to his room.

Every step she took was akin to stepping on the tip of a blade. Her heart was pounding so hard that it was about to jump out of her throat.

The moment the door was opened, Qiao Anxia pushed Mo Hancheng away with all her might, wanting to escape from his clutches.

Mo Hancheng let go of her as if he expected it, but in the next moment, he picked her up and carried her into the room, throwing her onto the bed without any hesitation.

He leaned over her, one hand on her slender wrists, the other on her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.

"Leave him and be my woman."

A scorching heat swept across her face, and his domineering tone didn't sound like he was joking.

"Mo Hancheng, you're crazy!" I am your sister-in-law! "

Qiao Anxia's eyes quivered as she blurted out those words subconsciously.

She was his sister-in-law!

Even if she and Mo Tingyue were only husband and wife in name, even if they had known each other before, she was still his elder sister-in-law in name.

Qiao Anxia originally thought that Mo Hancheng would stop because of this, but she didn't know that this was the main reason for Mo Hancheng's anger.

"Do you love him that much?"

The aura around him suddenly became frighteningly cold. His deep eyes instantly froze into ice, like a bottomless black whirlpool that was about to swallow her inch by inch.

"Don't you want money?"

"10 million, I'll buy you one night."