Qiao An tightly clenched her trembling hands, "I'm sorry, if you don't want to see me, I promise that when Chuangshi's matter is over, I will completely disappear and never appear in your presence again.

before."

Mo Kai's fingertips were trembling, obviously he was suppressing the surging anger after hearing these words.

Qiao An had already stood up from across the table, eyes lowered, as if she didn't even have the courage to look at him again, "I'm leaving now."

Mo Kai's dark pupils suddenly sank, he walked around the desk in a few steps, stretched out his hand to grab Qiao An's soft and bright wrist, pulled her back and forced her to the edge of the table.

Joan was imprisoned in the small space between his arms and the edge of the table, and he could almost feel the heat on each other through the thin fabric of their shirts.

"Mo Kai." She instinctively whispered his name, she was stunned and panicked, and the voice she spoke seemed taboo and charming for no reason.

Mo Kai's hand climbed up to her soft waist, and his voice was cold and dangerous, "You can't wait to leave to find him? So you resist me so much and don't let me touch you, is it because of him?"

Qiao An's mind was buzzing, and it took him several seconds to realize what Mo Kai was talking about.

So his mood tonight was largely due to, "Bai Kangjun?"

Qiao Anxin pulled, looked at Mo Kai's face close at hand, and shook her head, "No."

He came a little closer, so close that his lips almost touched hers, "Isn't it what?"

She seemed to be bewitched, and she told the truth in the intertwined atmosphere, "I'm not looking for him, I'm not resisting you. Mo Kai, I have no one else, I only have you."

Mo Kai was stunned for a moment.

But it was only this time that he evoked a rare trace of evil playfulness, "Really? Then why did you leave quietly two years ago? Where have you been and who have you been with in the past two years? What is Ankang?"

"

Ankang, even the name of the company is wrapped in friendship. Mo Kai feels ironic when he thinks about it.

A series of questions suddenly brought Qiao An, who was immersed in those deep eyes, back to reality. She was speechless for a moment, and unspeakable shock flashed in her eyes.

The subtle expressions were accurately captured by Mo Kai.

He laughed, and quickly leaned close to her ear. His voice was soft but filled with a bone-chilling chill, "Do you think I will... trust you again?"

It was because he believed in her too much that he fell into the darkest moments of hell again and again.

Do you really want to do it again regardless of life or death?

Mo Kai narrowed his eyes and decided to pull away.

The scent that disappeared in vain indicated that Mo Kai had given her her freedom, but Qiao An felt like... she had lost the whole world.

Her slender body seemed to have been drained of strength, and her hands were numbly supporting the edge of the table.

Mo Kai's expression returned to calm, he straightened his sleeves, and said in a cold voice, "You can leave now."

Qiao An knew that she couldn't argue at this moment, and no matter what she said, it was impossible for him to listen.

Staying together is nothing more than hurting each other.

Suppressing all her emotions, she clenched her fists and walked out.

The moment the study door opened, a cold voice suddenly came from behind, "You go, Zhan Zhan and Xinyi stay."

His thin and frail figure suddenly trembled, and his steps towards the outside suddenly stopped.

Qiao An turned around, her face as pale as paper.

Mo Kai's face remained calm, but his eyes were dim and unpredictable at the moment, as if they were filled with some determination to win.

He stared at Qiao An, his thin lips curled up coldly, and he said word by word, "The rights of being a father that I have been deprived of over the years, is it time to give them back to me, right?"


Chapter completed!