Qin Lian, mother and son, who were stunned by Mo Junhao's appearance, suddenly came back to their senses at this time, and breathed a sigh of relief with some lingering fear.

Mo Junhao is indeed an almighty god. As long as he protects her, no one can touch Han Zhiqing.

Except for the three people in the bathroom, Qin Lian and Yin Xingyan all thought so.

However, only Han Zhiqing's mind was blank at this time, she had no idea, and she stood there stupidly without saying a word.

I don’t even understand why Mo Junhao would come out to save her after she said so many hurtful words?

She looked at Mo Junhao with some trembling eyes, but she saw Mo Junhao's eyes retracted from the people in the bathroom, and then turned and left without leaving a word.

Her heart suddenly throbbed when he turned around, and she wanted to call out to him, but she timidly suppressed her voice in her throat.

At this time, her stomach felt sour again. She subconsciously touched the dining table, covered her mouth, and vomited directly to the ground.

"Sister, how are you!"

Just as Mo Junhao stepped out of the room, he heard Yin Xingyan's exclamation from behind him.

The nervous tone made Mo Junhao stop suddenly. Hearing Han Zhiqing's vomiting sound coming from behind him, his brows furrowed quietly.

"Sister, you have been vomiting for several days, shall we go to the doctor later?"

Yin Xingyan stroked Han Zhiqing's arm and suggested with a frown. But to his disappointment, Han Zhiqing still shook her head.

"Need not!"

She stretched out her hand to wipe the corners of her mouth, stood up, and said to Yin Xing with a cold face:

"I've done what you asked me to do. Now it's none of my business. I'm going back."

After saying these words, she didn't look at Qin Lian, and turned around to walk out the door. However, when she raised her eyes, she saw Mo Junhao's figure still standing at the door without moving.

Her steps suddenly paused, but she was too timid to step forward.

The next second, Mo Junhao lifted his feet, opened the door of the private room and walked out without looking back.

Han Zhiqing's heart tightened again, and the loss in her eyes that even she hadn't noticed spread quietly when he walked out.

"Master Mo."

It was Qin Lian who spoke. Seeing her walking quickly to Mo Junhao, she nodded to him gratefully and said:

"Thank you for rescuing us."

Mo Junhao's back was slightly stiff, and after a while, he heard his cold voice without any rhythm -

"Don't think too much, I just don't like people making trouble in my hotel."

He turned around with his eyes narrowed, but the corner of his eye always turned to Han Zhiqing involuntarily. Her face was paler than before.

Damn it, does this woman really not want to live? She is vomiting like this and yet she doesn’t go to the doctor.

But what's even more damning is, what does this have to do with him, Mo Junhao? The deal between them ended that day, didn't it?

He curled his lips sarcastically in his heart, his blue eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the uncomfortable look on her face, and his blue pupils gradually became darker on her body.

The next second, his blue eyes were forced to withdraw from her, suppressing the feeling of distress in his heart, and calming down.

He kept hypnotizing himself from the bottom of his heart, saying that this woman was not worth what he did, absolutely... not worth it.

He glanced at Qin Lian's embarrassed face and the men who had almost vomited in the bathroom, and said in a deep voice:

"If you have any future transactions, please don't do it under my eyes."

After saying these words, he turned and left without looking at Han Zhiqing again, not even half an eye.

Only he himself knew that behind this inhumanity, he still couldn't help but cherish her.

If he didn't leave as soon as possible at this moment, he couldn't guarantee that he would be the same as before, because one or two weak looks from her would dissipate all his anger towards her.

There is no guarantee that he will put down all his body and dignity in front of her as he did before, holding her in his hands and doting on her.

Han Zhiqing is not worthy of him doing this at all.

Seeing Mo Junhao leave like this, Han Zhiqing's heart tightened again.

And those men who came out of the bathroom, their hearts trembled again because of the last words Mo Junhao left.

How dare they make a deal with Han Zhiqing?

Wasn't tonight's lesson enough for them to remember?

Even if they weren't in the imperial court, even if they weren't under Mo Junhao's eyes, if the person they were trading with was Han Zhiqing, and Mo Junhao knew about it, he would still kill them even if they were anywhere in the world.

It would be bad luck for them to offend Han Zhiqing this time.

Clutching their stomachs that were uncomfortable with vomiting, they had no time to say anything more to Han Zhiqing and the others, so they left the imperial court in despair.

In the entire room, only Han Zhiqing and Qin Lian's mother and son were left, standing in an awkward atmosphere.

Especially Qin Lian.

Facing her daughter who still didn't want to look at her but risked her life to save her, she felt so much apologies in her heart.

When she had a car accident, she went to the hospital to curse her for a bad death. She never imagined that she could do such a dehumanizing thing.

She is not worthy of saving her tonight!

"Zhiqing..."

She bit her lower lip and looked at Han Zhiqing apologetically, but she saw Han Zhiqing's cold face and interrupted her words——

"Don't bother me again!"

Her voice still sounded distant and cold. Her eyes glanced at Yin Xingyan indifferently, but without looking at Qin Lian, she picked up her feet and walked out of the private room.

After Mo Junhao walked out of the private room with a sullen face, Han Zhiqing's pale and thin face was still in his mind.

My chest felt like it was being pinched by a pair of invisible hands. It was so painful and uncomfortable that I couldn't breathe.

That girl...what happened?

He once again began to miss her uncontrollably.

After all, he still couldn't let her go. Rather than forgetting her during this period, it was better to say that he never let her go.

Because I couldn't let go, I could only bury myself in work and let all kinds of tedious things paralyze my heart, so that my brain couldn't have much space to think about her.

It is precisely because of this that he even managed one of his hotels.

Similarly, because of this, he happened to pass by the open door of the private room and heard the words "Director Han".

As long as he had any relationship with her, he would become uncontrollable. Just because he heard someone shouting those three words, he couldn't help but cast his eyes towards the box.

Then... he saw the face that had never disappeared from his mind for half a month, so pale that it made him worried.

Mo Junhao, after all...you still can't escape her grasp.

His steps subconsciously slowed down, he frowned, and sighed silently in his heart. In his blue eyes, the hurt that hurt his heart that day flashed inadvertently.

"Hey, when did you become so free that you even took care of one of your hotels yourself?"

At this moment, a leisurely and lazy voice sounded in his ears, bringing him back from his thoughts.

Looking over with cold eyes, he saw Yan Lie leaning against the wall beside him with a smile, his three-dimensional thin lips raised in an arc that looked like a smile but not a smile, looking at Mo Junhao.

The blue eyes gave Yan Lie a cold look, the sigh and hurt in his eyes were gone, and he said in a cold voice:

"Are you also very free?"

After saying these words, he walked out of the hotel, and Yan Lie followed him.

"I don't want to be so idle, but my troublesome wife forces me to do idle things."

Mo Junhao ignored him. Of course he knew who the troublesome one in his family was. His so-called little aunt had been visiting his office for several days.

He was asked to find that heartless woman every day, but damn, several times, he was a little tempted.

"Hey, I just saw your Director Han go upstairs, did you see her?"

Yan Lie saw that Mo Junhao did not answer, but he still asked with interest.

He had no choice but to violate his wife's orders, and his future happiness and sexual happiness would all depend on him as a couple.

When Yan Lie mentioned Han Zhiqing, Mo Junhao paused quietly, then picked up his feet again and walked towards the parking lot.

Here he still has a sullen face and talks duplicity:

"There are so many guests coming to the hotel to spend money, I don't need to pay attention to everyone."

"But Director Han is not an ordinary guest?"

"Why is it unusual?"

Mo Junhao stopped and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his eyes.

She has no relationship with him anymore, or in other words, there has never been any relationship between them except for the physical transaction.

And now, without even the remaining transaction, how unusual is her identity when she comes to the imperial court?

Said that she was his Mo Junhao's former bedmate? Or his Mo Junhao's former trading partner? Is this status very special?

He smiled sarcastically in his heart, and Yan Lie was also blocked by his question and could not answer for a long time.
To be continued...