Chapter 3: The Mistress’ Provocation (3)

Mo Qiange raised her chin with his finger and inched closer towards her. “Rabbits who don’t eat close to where they reside are silly rabbits. Like they always say, one should not allow benefits created by one’s own work to be used by others. You’d better make use of such a good resource like me, as soon as you can.”

Is he promoting himself to me and urging me to devour him?

Luo Anning was flabbergasted. She ignored him and continued to drink some liquor. After downing several glasses, she began to break out into a sweat.

Mo Qiange advised her against drinking too much, but it was to no avail. Hence he decided to join her.

The business of the bar peaked at 11pm.

The boisterous music, strong tempo, dazzling lights and the alluring voice of the DJ made all the men and women on the dance floor feel extremely excited.

When Rong Yan appeared, his bodyguards shoved the crowd out of the way to clear the path for Rong Yan. It was as if he were an emperor taking a tour in the commoner’s world, as everyone bowed to him.

Tang Chao was speaking to him nonchalantly with his hands in his pockets. All of a sudden, he caught sight of Luo Anning and Mo Qiange chatting with each other happily.

“Yan, seems like you haven’t been nourishing your wife well. Your pampered wife can’t take the loneliness and she’s committing adultery behind your back.”

Rong Yan glared daggers at him and asked, “What do you mean?”

“I literally mean what I said. Take a look if you don’t believe me,” Tang Chao said while pointing at Luo Anning and Mo Qiange.

Rong Yan cocked his head towards the side to look at them, after which he pressed his coral-colored lips together and clenched his fists tightly.

Luo Anning was already rather drunk after a whole night of drinking. She was clinging onto Mo Qiange like an octopus. “That jerk… actually had the nerve to cheat on me. I curse him to be sexually impotent forever!”

“Anning, you’re drunk. I’ll send you home.”

“Home? Where? I’m not going home, I’m not going home… I’m going to make a cuckold out of him… ” said Luo Anning who gazed at him with her eyes glazed over. She then laughed alluringly and grazed her finger against his sexy lips. “Hunk… let’s go to a hotel… ”

Mo Qiange’s heart dropped and he tightened his grip on her arm. Luo Anning chuckled foolishly before moving her hand into his shirt…

“Anning… you’re drunk,” Mo Qiange said in a hoarse voice.

“Hunk… shall we go to a hotel? Hunk… let’s go to a hotel… ”

“Hotel? What for?” Rong Yan questioned coldly before pulling Luo Anning away from Mo Qiange’s embrace.

Luo Anning was caught off guard and leaned towards the side unsteadily. Remaining composed and proud, Rong Yan gracefully stood still with no intentions of giving her a hand.

Mo Qiange squinted and pulled Luo Anning into his arms again. Staring at Rong Yan, he sneered, “It’s already so late. What are you doing here instead of accompanying the mother of your child, Young Master Rong?”

Rong Yan stared at Luo Anning coldly, not paying attention to what he said at all. “Let go of her.”

Mo Qiange hugged Luo Anning tightly and taunted, “What are you planning to do if I don’t let go of her, Young Master Rong?”

“Do you think the news of the CEO of Imperial Court seducing my wife, will be enough to make the stock prices of Imperial Court plunge?” Rong Yan gibed with an icy cold smirk. He then lit up a cigarette and took a puff out of it.

His arrogance and gracefulness was inexplicably alluring and lethally charming.

How despicable!