Chapter 17

Mo Wan wanted to pull his hand away, but Louis held onto it tightly.

His eyes moved slightly, noticing the actions between the two, Pei Yihuan's Junyi frowned instantly, and the temperature suddenly dropped several degrees.

Squeezing out a smile, Mo Wan tried his best to speak with ease: "I'm sorry, President Louis, you've crushed my hand."

Yi Si didn't change his face, and still smiled gently: "I'm a bit reckless, but Miss's hands are very beautiful and smooth, and they are really as slender as the Chinese say."

After putting it on his lips and kissing it lightly, Louis then slowly let go, the light in his eyes seemed to be glued to Mo Wan's body.

She quickly exited the office.

The hand that was flipping through the document paused, Pei Yihuan raised his head, his eyes fell on the leaving figure vaguely, and there was a gleam of neither deep nor shallow and a little bit of interest.

Heh, pretty smart.

...

Time is passing by slowly, Mo Wan has been in a daze.

Except for delivering coffee, she never went into the president's office all day, and she was familiarizing herself with the materials sent by Secretary Zhang.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to get off work, and all the employees opened up the materials in their hands and prepared to get off work.

Seeing that Mo Wan hadn't left, Secretary Zhang paused curiously: "Miss Mo, I'm off work."

"I know, I plan to go back after reading these materials, please be careful on the way." Mo Wan smiled lightly and said politely.

"Then I'll go first, don't go back too late!"

"it is good!"

By the time I finished reading all the materials, it was already seven o'clock, and the sky was getting dark.

She picked up her bag and left the company. Walking under the dim street lights, her heart was never calmer than before.

Suddenly, her ankle twisted, she screamed in pain, and fell to the ground.

When Pei Yihuan drove the car and inadvertently glanced over Mo Wan who was lying on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The car stopped slowly.

She was taken aback for a moment, and unexpectedly saw Pei Yihuan's handsome side face by the car window, looking at him in a daze

"Get in the car!" Pei Yihuan said slowly.

Looking at his frozen face, Mo Wan instinctively refused: "I can go by myself!"

With some impatience in his eyes, he looked at her with some sarcasm in his words: "Isn't that embarrassing enough?"

Mo Wan's face turned red, and he muttered to himself, it's so funny!

It's none of his business that she loses face, it's not that she loses his face!

"Get in the car!" His tone sank again.

Anyway, her foot has been sprained and she can't walk anymore, so why should she be brave?

She went straight to the back seat, and when she reached out to open the car door, a cold and displeased voice came over: "I'm not the driver."

Hearing this, Mo Wan reluctantly opened the door of the front seat and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

The relative silence in the car made people feel suffocated.

She felt that she was about to be suffocated to death, she really shouldn't have been in his car just now!

After the car gradually drove away, a silver Rolls Royce drove out from the darkness.

"President, do you want to continue to follow?" the driver asked Louis in the back seat.

"No, there will be plenty of time in the future, don't be in a hurry," President Louis said with his eyes shining.

God knows, just by touching that woman's hand, I feel very much, it's so exciting!

It's been a long time since he's been so excited, just touching his hands makes him surge.

Now, he couldn't wait any longer.

The atmosphere in the car was still extremely silent, and even the sound of breathing echoing in the car could be heard clearly.

If it continues like this, it will definitely kill you!

Leaning forward, Mo Wan's hand landed on the cd.

Pei Yihuan looked at her

She coughed lightly: "I'm a little bored, I'll play some music."

"What's the purpose of approaching Pei's house?" He asked suddenly.

The finger that had already touched the CD shrunk slightly, Mo Wan forced a smile, and said perfunctorily: "There is really no purpose, you think too much!"

At this time, Secretary Zhang's voice came in: "President, there is a big party at the Hilton Hotel at eight o'clock, do you need to invite a female companion for you?"

Glancing over Mo Wan who was sitting in the passenger seat, he uttered two extremely short words: "No need!"

The car suddenly turned around and drove in another direction. Mo Wan was startled and panicked: "Where are you taking me?"

"Of course I'll know when we get there." Pei Yihuan didn't look at her.

"Wait until it's too late." She bit her lower lip and muttered to herself, then looked at him: "I don't want to go!"

"Afraid I'll sell you?" He said bluntly, "You can choose to jump out of the car!"

"How can you force others like this?" She glared at him, a little bolder because of her anger.

Pei Yihuan turned his head slowly, and said coldly: "You are completely free from coercion!"

"you--"

Mo Wan was so angry that she was about to die, but there was nothing she could do, she couldn't do anything to him at all!

The car stopped in front of the private club, and before she could react, Pei Yihuan snapped his fingers, and the welcoming guests standing outside the door had already brought her in.

When she entered the fitting room, she tore off her clothes in one go.

She was taken aback, and she stretched out her hand to cover it, but was pulled away by several women: "Miss, we are all women, what's there to be shy about!"

"Of course--"

Before the words fell, it was replaced by screams, and those women tore off her pants with one hand.

The women pressed her tightly, unable to move or struggle, and could only let them do whatever they wanted on her.

Changing clothes and putting on makeup again, a bad premonition suddenly emerged in Mo Wan's heart.

Not allowing her to think too much, she was taken out of the dressing room.

Pei Yihuan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and he had already changed into a black suit.

Hearing the sound, he turned his eyes in a certain direction, and a strong and dark light flickered.

Standing shyly in front of the mirror, she grabbed the cheongsam on her body and bit her lips.

The man's gaze from behind made her even more nervous, and she didn't know how to put her hands down.

She was wearing a light-colored ink cheongsam, with a slender waist, hips, and arms. Her graceful figure was immediately revealed, and her black and beautiful hair was scattered on her shoulders. She was so elegant and delicate, as if she only needed to move a little , you can jump into the painting and turn into a fairy in the painting

(end of this chapter)