novelraw Chapter 443: The Person I Love Is You (10)
Chapter 443: The Person I Love Is You (10)
At this moment he was somewhat incoherent. Fu Nancheng had always been low-key in Jiang City, and there were even few rumors about him.But in fact, it’s not that there wasn’t information about him. It’s that those who knew kept their mouths shut and dared not speak. Because this man’s methods were too cruel and ruthless.
Fu Nancheng’s gaze was fixed on Sun Yuhao’s face, and he spoke lightly, "Fifteen."
The door opened quickly, and Fifteen entered, carrying a black suitcase.
Fu Nancheng slightly raised his head, "You want cash, right? Give it to him." Read complete versıon only at NovєlFіre.net
Fifteen immediately placed the suitcase on the coffee table and opened it. The suitcase was stuffed full of stacks of RMB, glowing red, and particularly glaring in the slightly dim light.
Sun Yuhao dared not accept it. He immediately accompanied it with a smile, wiping his sweat, "Young Master Fu... Young Master Fu, I really can’t take this money! I have eyes but fail to see Mount Tai, water flooded the Dragon King’s temple! Please don’t penalize me!"
Fu Nancheng laughed softly, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, and slowly stepped forward, stepping on the hand that had just touched Qiao Mo’s cheek, grinding it together with the scattered glass shards on the ground, leaving it a bloody mess.
"Ah!!!"
A harrowing scream came from the room, almost penetrating the ceiling.
Qiao Mo instinctively looked away, clearly hearing the crack of breaking bones, her face turning a few shades paler.
Sun Yuhao was very close to her, and she could clearly hear his nearly distorted screams, chilling to the bone.
The men in the room were as silent as cicadas in winter, many with their back drenched through their shirts, and the women lowered their heads, some shivering uncontrollably.
Fu Nancheng withdrew his foot and said flatly, "This is one million. Two hundred thirty thousand for your clothes, and the remaining seven hundred seventy thousand to buy your hand."
Sun Yuhao writhed on the ground in pain, yet dared not utter a ’no.’
Fu Nancheng no longer paid attention to him, his gaze fell on Qiao Mo, his eyes indifferent and unfathomable.
Qiao Mo didn’t dare to look up, yet she could still feel his cold gaze.
"Come over here." He spoke coldly, his voice carrying a hint of fire.
Qiao Mo’s heart trembled. Clearly, she didn’t want to have any more entanglement with him, but at this moment, she could feel that his mood was very bad, very bad.
Seeing her not move, his gaze grew colder, dropping the temperature in the entire room by several degrees, chilling to the core.
In the end, Qiao Mo slowly climbed up and shuffled to his side.
Fu Nancheng glanced at her and then turned to leave the private room.
Qiao Mo glanced at his back, exhaled lightly, and followed.
Once Fu Nancheng left, the room’s atmosphere relaxed, like a taut string suddenly released!
Sun Yuhao wailed on the ground, drenched in sweat mixed with the previously spilled liquor, making him look particularly disheveled.
Qin Zhaoran, who had been sitting aside playing on his phone, finally put it away and slowly walked over to squat in front of him.
"Young Master Qin..." Sun Yuhao suppressed his pain, speaking out, his face pale.
"Nancheng has recently been sulking with his woman," Qin Zhaoran said leisurely, not sure if he was intentionally rubbing salt in the wound.
But once these words came out, Sun Yuhao nearly burst into tears.
Earlier, Qiao Mo had pushed the door open alone. Just as the girls in Nightless City had recently entered, he assumed she was one of the women here.
But her appearance was too striking, which tempted him into having thoughts he shouldn’t have.
However, he never expected that she would be Fu Nancheng’s woman, otherwise, even if given ten guts, he wouldn’t have dared to touch her...