Chapter 50: With That Look On Your Face, Do You Want Something From Me?

“Let go of me! You are hurting me!” said Tong Jiumo while in pain.

‘This man is so violent!’

He actually put her hand under cold water and let the cold water flow onto her wound, making her tremble in pain.

Mo Qijue held her wrist and dragged her out of the kitchen.

He sat on the sofa while holding onto her. He then took out the first aid kit from under the coffee table and helped her to treat her wound.

As Tong Jiumo looked at him, treating her wound so seriously, her heart skipped a beat.

However, quickly, she shook her head and furrowed her eyebrows. “Mr. Mo, I can do it myself,” said Tong Jiumo.

“Don’t move!” ordered Mo Qijue in a cold voice.

His one-sentence silenced Tong Jiumo.

The two of them sat very near each other, and the air was quickly filled with his Bleu De Chanel’s perfume. It smelt very nice.

Mo Qijue had a tall and slim figure, as well as a handsome sculpture-like face. He was like a walking hormone as if age had not left a single wrinkle on his body.

On closer observation, Tong Jiumo’s cheeks flushed, and her heart fluttered.

For the past five years, this was the first time she had leaned so close to a man who she had only met three times.

“With that look on your face, do you want something from me?”

Mo Qijue smelt the faint natural smell she carried, and his breathing turned heavy as though something magical controlled him.

The two scents intermingle with one another, and this built up to a romantic atmosphere.

Under this atmosphere, Mo Qijue wanted to kiss her, but he controlled himself.

Mo Qijue had never wanted to kiss a woman so badly before. Even with his fiancee, Mu Wanqing, he had never crossed the line.

However, it was all under the exception of this woman.

Six years ago, Mu Wanqing had drowned in the sea in her place.

Cruise ship sinkings were an unavoidable natural disaster, so killing Tong Jiumo would be against the law.

Therefore, Mo Qijue had used another method to punish her.

Every night, he would use that method to punish her.

Even when he had learned that she had been pregnant, he had never once thought of letting her go.

However, no one could have guessed that she would go into hiding. She had hidden for seven to eight months, and it was until she had given birth that he had found her.

When he had reached the hospital, the doctor carried her baby to him and told him that Tong Jiumo had died while giving birth.

At that time, he had felt that something was fishy, but he had quickly returned to normal and carried the baby out of the hospital.

Who would have guessed that this woman had feigned her death, escaped to England, and given birth while being unmarried?

“Just because you are born handsome, doesn’t mean you can anyhow guess people’s thoughts? Besides, do you evidence to prove that I want something from you?” said Tong Jiumo, feeling rather annoyed.

Mo Qijue compressed his lips and looked at her angry eyebrows. He put a plaster on her finger and said nonchalantly, “After you make dinner, you may leave.”

“I am hurt, and yet I still have to make dinner?” Tong Jiumo raised her eyebrows.

‘Is this man an insensitive person?’

‘Doesn’t he know what is pity?’

Tong Jiumo’s hand was already hurt, and yet he still wanted her to work?

“Why, is there a problem?” Mo Qijue’s slender figure stood up, and he gave her a cold look.

She trembled under his cold gaze. “Isn’t this considered a work injury?”

“…” Mo Qijue froze.

Someone actually dared to bargain with him?

Before he could fly into a rage, Tong Jiumo stood up and obediently went to the kitchen.

The plaster was water-resistant.

After she prepared dinner, she served the four dishes and soup to the cafeteria. However, there was not a single soul.

She heard that there were people talking in native English discussing work upstairs.

Tong Jiumo took a look at the time and took a post-it from her bag before leaving a note on the table.

After that, she left the manor villa.