Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 343: You Better Behave (4)

His complexion instantly reverted to its previous coldness, with thin lips forming a chilly arc.Qiao Mo felt a prickling sensation on her back, as if a chilling sword was about to pierce her, making her eager to leave quickly, lest she couldn’t escape in a few seconds.

Yet, things never go as one wishes; she just got up from the ground.

A low, cold voice sounded behind her: "Qiao Mo, I am talking to you."

Qiao Mo’s heart trembled, her face turned a shade paler.

They had interacted for months, and it was rare for him to call her by her full name, especially in such a chilling tone.

She actually knew, he was displeased.

But remembering what Qinghuan said, that this might be the last time seeing Jing Hao, Qiao Mo’s heart clenched tightly.

No matter what, she couldn’t go...

Qiao Mo slowly turned around, looked at him again and said, "Fu Nancheng, I really have something important, I need to go out for a while."

His face remained gloomy, staring at her for a few seconds, then said coldly and firmly: "You’re not allowed to go anywhere today!"

"Why?"

At the sound, Qiao Mo’s eyes reddened, her emotions somewhat agitated.

But he just looked at her deeply, then turned and walked into the bedroom.

Watching his back, Qiao Mo lowered her gaze, her delicate hands clenched into fists at her sides.

A few seconds later, she turned around intending to leave.

But before she could walk out of the villa’s gate, Shiwu had already brought people to block her path: "Sorry, you cannot leave."

Qiao Mo dodged him and changed direction, Shiwu stepped forward again, blocking her and mechanically repeating the earlier sentence: "Sorry, you cannot leave."

Qiao Mo’s eyes reddened: "Get out of the way!"

"Sorry, you cannot leave!"

Qiao Mo shoved forward, but the row of men in black in front of her didn’t budge, as if made of iron walls.

With reddened eyes, Qiao Mo changed direction, planning to run away again, but dozens of men in black formed a siege resembling an iron barrel; after nearly ten minutes of entanglement, she still couldn’t leave.

With reddened eyes casting a fierce glance at several people, Qiao Mo turned and went upstairs.

Fu Nancheng was at the desk in the bedroom, he had just opened his computer, but couldn’t help staring absentmindedly at the cactus beside him. Fresh chapters posted on novel-fire.ɴet

The cactus grew well; although covered entirely with sharp thorns, it remained green and charming.

Even though he had neglected it recently, its vitality was still thriving, full of life.

Listening to the hurried footsteps, Fu Nancheng retracted his gaze and looked towards the entrance.

Shortly after, the door was pushed open from outside by her.

Qiao Mo glared angrily at him: "Fu Nancheng, I want to go out!"

He just coldly looked at her, without saying a word.

Qiao Mo’s tone softened a bit: "A friend of mine is hospitalized, I need to visit him, I’ll be back by evening, alright?"

He withdrew his gaze, coldly said: "No."

Turning, his focus landed on the computer screen in front of him, he began to handle work.

Qiao Mo grew anxious and angry, tears brimming in her eyes, she glared at him, rushed forward, and slammed his computer shut, tossing it aside: "Why won’t you let me go out? I’m not your slave!"

Fu Nancheng’s expression darkened, sitting at the table without a single move, he turned to pick up the files beside him and flipped through them.

Seeing this, Qiao Mo snatched the files from his hands and raised them, scattering them all over the floor.

Qiao Mo, eyes reddened, met his dark gaze, her whole body trembling with anger.

His face was equally terrifyingly dark, his eyes ominous and chilling.