C8 Captured of Adultery in Bed

Hang Yunruo didn't say anything. The two of them were in a deadlock. Moo Jingyang curled his lips and smiled. "I'd better carry you down!"

Moo Jingyang's slender arm stretched towards Hang Yunruo, making Hang Yunruo so angry that she pushed his hand away and quickly got off the car.

The car door was gently flung open by Moo Jingyang behind her. She stood where she was and looked at the house in front of her. This villa was built by Moo Jingyang in the mountains in order to make her feel at ease painting.

It was a pity that her heart was filled with love. In the end, it turned into endless pain.

Hang Yunruo closed her eyes and turned to look at Moo Jingyang. Her voice was cold and full of hostility. "Moo Jingyang, if you want to use a house to recall any memories," she said. I advise you to save it! The memories you gave me are far more harmful than being protected. I hate you! I hate you for many years. I will not change anything in the future!! "

The more Hang Yunruo spoke, the more excited she became. Her palm was tightly clenched, and it was as if her nails were about to pierce into her flesh. She wanted to pinch out blood from her palm.

Her body trembled slightly. A strong sense of discomfort surged out from her chest and quickly spread throughout her limbs and bones.

"Yunruo..." A trace of pain flashed in Moo Jingyang's eyes. His palm was curled up slightly. He wanted to reach out and touch her, but he did not have the courage.

Moo Jingyang closed his eyes. His lips moved and a deep voice slowly sounded. "I will not force you to do anything. You drink with me. After this drink, the matter of the portrait rights will be written off."

Hang Yunruo knew that Moo Jingyang wanted to use this method to stay with her for a while, but she did not have the right to refuse.

She bit her lips, and her pale face revealed a firm look. She started to negotiate with Moo Jingyang, "After drinking this wine, you can't come and bother me again in the future. From now on, we are strangers, and we have nothing to do with each other. "

"I can't promise you this. I have the right to pursue you."

"But I also have the right to refuse..." Hang Yunruo's voice became softer and softer. It was quite funny when she thought about it. When had she ever had the right to refuse in front of Moo Jingyang? Moo Jingyang went back and forth in her world. She never had the chance to refuse.

If he wanted her to leave, she had to leave. If he wanted her to come back, she did not want to come back. She would be tied up by his side. Just like now, being brought here by him had no right to refuse.

Hang Yunruo stared unwaveringly at Moo Jingyang, her scarlet eyes revealing her anger.

Hang Yunruo was like a wounded little beast, angry and dangerous, but not strong enough.

Moo Jingyang's long legs pulled open and walked to the door of the villa. He opened the door and looked back at Hang Yunruo. His low voice did not have any emotion, but he tried his best to hide his heartache, "Come in first."

Hang Yunruo took a deep breath and shrugged her shoulders. She helplessly walked into the house that she did not want to step into again.

"Come, have a drink to cool down." Once they entered the room, Moo Jingyang's serious face seemed to have disappeared again. His shallow voice carried a rising tone and had an evil and ambiguous taste.

Hang Yunruo sneered, and her fair fingers picked up the goblet. Precious red wine flowed in the goblet, and she raised her head and drank it in one gulp. She controlled the goblet towards Moo Jingyang.

"Why are you drinking so urgently?" Moo Jingyang raised his eyebrows and smiled deeply. He sipped the goblet neither too fast nor too slowly and also drank it all in one gulp. He then imitated Hang Yunruo's posture and raised the goblet towards her.

Hang Yunruo seemed to have a load of melancholy. The bits and pieces in the depths of her memory had turned into endless pain, making her unable to control herself from the pain. Only alcohol could numb her nerves.

She drank one cup after another, completely forgetting that she was in Moo Jingyang's territory. It was a very dangerous thing.

She began to feel dizzy and dizzy. Heaven and earth began to spin in her world. Hang Yunruo staggered and got up, but she stumbled and fell heavily into Moo Jingyang's arms.

Moo Jingyang held the woman in his arms and slightly pursed his lips. His slender fingers brushed past her fair face and dark hair. He closed his eyes and muttered in a low voice. It was as if he was saying to Hang Yunruo, "I'm sorry... for making you suffer so much. "I won't do it again. No one will hurt you anymore. No one can hurt you...

Moo Jingyang's eyes were deep and his pitch-black eyes stared at the woman in his arms without blinking. His clear and handsome face was slightly lowered. His sexy thin lips left a mark on the woman's forehead. He was deeply attached to her, as if he was telling her endless longing.

...

Two hours later, in the presidential suite of a high-class hotel in the city center.

"Moo Jingyang!! Are you worthy of my daughter?!" In the hotel, an old and loud roar woke Hang Yunruo, who was still sleeping. Hang Yunruo held her head and shook it slightly. She slowly sat up. Her head hurt. Where was this place? It was so noisy, as if there were a lot of people.

Hang Yunruo opened her eyes in a daze. The scene in front of her frightened Hang Yunruo and made her suck in a breath of cold air. She held her forehead and felt even more dizzy. She almost fainted again.

A room of people surrounded her. A few of them stung Hang Yunruo's eyes. They were people from the Moo family. Those people who had hurt her, wronged her, and persecuted her.

There was also Xiang Xinci. That roaring old man seemed to be Xiang Xinci's father?!

The strangest thing was why there were so many reporters? Moo Jingyang held the flashlights and kept looking at them, but he did not stop them.

Hang Yunruo subconsciously shrank her body and buried herself deeper under the blanket.

Hang Yunruo's clothes were a long nightdress. With the blanket covering her, there were no traces of her being exposed. However, it was so seamlessly blocked that it caused people to be even more lost in thought.

She roared angrily at her father, and her face turned red from anger. This charming scene in front of her, it was no wonder that he was angry.

Moo Jingyang's upper body was bare, and his inverted triangle figure was perfect. His fit and strong back was like a wall blocking in front of Hang Yunruo.

His handsome face had no scruples. His sword-shaped eyebrows slightly raised, and his cold laughter spread out without restraint. "What is there to be sorry about? Xiang Xinci and I have never had anything to do with each other. The only person I have always liked is Yunruo. Being engaged to Xiang Xinci is just the wishful thinking of the family. We have never even held an engagement ceremony before."

Her cold and stern voice did not carry a shred of warmth. Her arrogant tone had a completely condescending attitude.

Moo Jingyang's explanation made the father and daughter feel awkward.

Xiang Xinci's palm was tightly clenched. She bit her lips and almost used all of her strength to restrain herself. "Jingyang, it's inevitable for men to make mistakes. I don't blame you. You don't have to say that. You put on a show, and I still don't care."

"Shut up!" Xiang Xinci's words made her father hysterical. "Why did I give birth to such a useless daughter? Moo Jingyang, you have to give me an explanation today. Do you think my Xiang family is easy to bully?!"