"Did you hear that? Qiao Ran wants to leave with me, please let her go." Gu Sinian said and pulled Qiao Ran's hand.
Han Mo quickly and decisively pushed Gu Sinian away and pushed him back a few steps.
"Leave it to you!" Han Mo said, hugging the struggling Qiao Ran and leaving.
"Don't worry, boss!" Pei Jinyi watched Gu Sinian gearing up and practicing hard for two years before finally putting it to use.
Gu Sinian looked at Pei Jinyi and Zhou Yu's skin that had darkened a few degrees, as well as the strong auras exuding from their bodies, and knew that they were now very skilled, and he might not be their opponent.
Even so, he still took the initiative to hit Pei Jinyi with his fist.
When his fist was only one centimeter away from Pei Jinyi, Pei Jinyi quickly retreated flexibly, and then launched an attack at Gu Sinian.
Zhou Yu was responsible for attacking Gu Sinian from behind. After a while, the two of them were entangled on the ground like snakes, unable to move.
"Let me get out of the car, I don't want you to worry about it!" Qiao Ran struggled to get out of the car.
Han Mo pushed Qiao Ran onto the seat and forced her to buckle her seat belt.
"If you move around again, do you believe I will give you the antidote here?" Han Mo looked at Gu Sinian who was imprisoned outside the car: "As you can see, he is no match for me."
This bitch has become so shameless that he can even say such hooligan words.
"Bah..." Looking at Han Mo's evil yet handsome face, Qiao Ran took off his mask and spit on his face.
Han Mo did not wipe the saliva on his face, but stretched out his tongue in an ambiguous manner to lick the saliva around his lips.
“Very sweet!”
"Shameless!"
Qiao Ran is crazy!
How could Wen Shimo be so cheap and deserve a beating when he transformed into Han Mo?
"Don't worry, I won't touch you!" Han Mo's voice was resoundingly serious.
Until Han Mo sat in the driver's seat, Qiao Ran didn't try to leave again.
One is because her body does not allow it.
Secondly, there seems to be no more suitable person besides following him.
Gu Sinian watched helplessly as Qiao Ran didn't even make a final struggle and just let Han Mo drive away.
He knew he lost!
But he was unwilling to do so!
The girl he had liked for seven years was taken away by a dead man who suddenly appeared again without making any effort.
God knows how much energy and thought he spent in the past two years to make her happy and get her back on her feet?
Why did he disappear for two years, causing her so much heartache, and then take her away so easily when he finally appeared?
His heart hurt as if something had hollowed it out, and he couldn't accept this reality.
"Everyone is gone, why don't you let go?" Gu Sinian roared angrily.
Damn it, how come these people have become so strong after following Han Mo.
Two years ago, these two guys were not enough for him to fight with one hand.
Pei Jinyi and Zhou Yu looked at each other and released their grip on Gu Sinian.
Gu Sinian was good at martial arts, so the two of them could only use force to suppress him. If they really fought, everyone would lose their strength.
But neither Pei Jinyi nor Zhou Yu wanted to lose their skin for Qiao Ran, so they tacitly chose to use human power to suppress Gu Sinian.
"Gu Sinian, just give up your love for Qiao Ran. They are destined to be a match made in heaven!" Pei Jinyi said to Gu Sinian, who stood up and shook off the mud stains on his body.
Gu Sinian looked at Pei Jinyi with cold eyes: "I never believe in destiny, I only believe that everything depends on man-made efforts."
"If everything depends on people, why haven't you married someone back home in the past two years? You know better than anyone else who Qiao Ran's heart is for!" Pei Jinyi said, looking at Gu Sinian's back.
Gu Sinian paused for a moment and continued walking forward without responding.
…
Qiao Ran sat in the car, closing his eyes and forcing himself to calm down.
She didn't dare to look at Han Mo. Once she looked at him, she couldn't help but want to throw him down.
She kept her eyes closed like this, letting Han Mo drive her speeding on the road until the car stopped.
Han Mo opened the car door and took Qiao Ran out of the car. Qiao Ran saw in front of him a white house built on the mountain, as majestic as a castle.
"Sir, everything is ready as you said!" A woman about fifty years old came out and said respectfully.
"Thank you for your hard work, Ma Li. You should go back to the house and rest!"
"Yes, sir!"
Qiao Ran was carried to the sofa in the bedroom on the second floor by Han Mo, who handed him a glass of blue liquid with ice cubes.
"This is the medicine I got back from the military area. It can cure different types of medicine. You will feel better after drinking it!"
Qiao Ran looked at the blue liquid in the cup, smelled the faint medicinal fragrance inside, and knew it was an antidote, so he took the cup and drank the water inside.
"There's cold water in it, you should just take a shower and you'll be fine!"
"Um!"
Just as Qiao Ran was about to stand up, he was picked up in the air again.
"Put me down and I can go!"
After drinking the cup of potion, Qiao Ran suddenly felt that the fever was suppressed a little, and his body was no longer so weak.
"You're walking too slowly. Take a shower and feel better!" As Han Mo spoke, he had already carried Qiao Ran into the bathroom and put her into the bathtub gently.
"The clothes have been prepared for you, call me if you need anything!" Han Mo said and turned to leave.
Qiao Ran lay in the cold, the discomfort in his body slowly dissipated, his brain became clear, and he began to think about tonight's scene.
What is the link that gives people the opportunity to fall into the trap?
She thought that this kind of dirty trick would not be used by these self-proclaimed noble ladies from aristocratic families, so she did not take special precautions at night.
But I didn't expect that they would actually use such an unsightly trick.
It seems that when dealing with these young ladies from aristocratic families in the future, we should not think of them as too aboveboard.
After lying in the bathtub for an hour, Qiao Ran felt that his body had completely returned to normal, and then he climbed out of the bathtub.
Whether it's black underwear or soft and comfortable white silk pajamas, they are all in her size and fit just right.
When Qiao Ran opened the door and walked out, he saw a tall and upright figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Under the light, he exuded a strong and imposing aura.
Han Mo turned around and saw Qiao Ran wearing white pajamas, with messy hair and white and pink skin. Under the silk pajamas, those white legs were straight, thin and smooth, exuding an indescribable alluring charm, deep and deep.
His eyes dimmed for a moment.
"Blow dry your hair!" Han Mo said calmly, enduring the dryness of his throat.
"No need, I'll just go home and blow it!" Qiao Ran said and walked out.
As soon as he reached the door of the bedroom, his wrist was held by a force. Qiao Ran instinctively fought back, and his hands were held against the door in an instant.
"It's too late now, come back tomorrow!" The man's voice was gentle and overbearing.
"It's only eleven o'clock, it's not too late at all. Let me go!" Qiao Ran struggled, she didn't want to get too entangled with this man.
"I said I won't touch you if I don't touch you. You can live here with peace of mind. The wound on my body is very painful. If I pull it off again, you will have to work hard to stitch me up again. Please stop moving, okay?" Han Mo
There was a hint of tired pleading in his voice.
Qiao Ran didn't know what happened, but his heart, which was originally as stiff as iron, softened a little in an instant. He raised his eyes and looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face so close to him.
"Are you Wen Shimo or Han Mo?"
"Does it matter who I am?" Han Mo asked, looking into Qiao Ran's eyes.
“Very important!”
If the man in front of her was Wen Shimo who faked his death, she would kill Wen Shimo with her own hands.
Faking death is really too abominable and hateful.
If this man was really just Han Mo who looked similar to Wen Shimo, she would keep her distance and never have any contact with him.
Because this man feels so dangerous!
She doesn't want to suffer from the same skin twice.
Han Mo saw the hatred and alienation in Qiao Ran's eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.
"I am whoever you want me to be!" Han Mo replied ambiguously.
"Wen Shimo, are you playing dumb with me?" Qiao Ran growled angrily.
"My name is Han Mo. If you insist on treating me as Wen Shimo, I don't mind!" After Han Mo finished speaking, he took Qiao Ran's hand and walked to the dressing table: "Blow dry your hair!"
What do you mean by treating him as Wen Shimo?
By saying this, he was clearly admitting that he was Wen Shimo, okay?
Qiao Ran knew that after two years, this man had become more domineering.
Tonight, there was no way she could leave from under his eyes.
Moreover, her body was too tired from all the torture, and she really didn't have the strength to fight with him anymore.