novelraw Chapter 448: The Person I Love Is You (15)
Chapter 448: The Person I Love Is You (15)
While still muttering through gritted teeth, cursing Yan Yiheng, she quickened her work pace.No matter what, she had to deliver the customized sketches or clothing on time; this was related to a designer’s reputation. Though it’s understandable that something intricate like this takes a while longer.
Perhaps only those international top designers, those who can’t be hired even with money, could be understood.
But for someone like her, poor and striving to revive the family business, being willful was not a luxury she could afford.
When she recalled being taken to the city that never sleeps during the day, having to sit there for so long, and even getting teased for no reason, Qiao Mo’s anger surged, and yet the lunatic Fu Nancheng wouldn’t let her go home, dragging her around Jiang City.
"Sigh... Had it not been for this wasted day... I would have been done with this dress already," Qiao Mo grumbled discontentedly.
"What are you mumbling about?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Ah!" Qiao Mo was startled, her hand trembling, causing the stitching to go crooked, and she hurriedly stopped the sewing machine.
"When did you come in?"
"A few minutes ago." Fu Nancheng’s gaze shifted from her face to the wedding dress in the corner, the shadow in his eyes seemed about to unleash a storm.
Before Qiao Mo could react, he had already walked up to the wedding dress and said flatly, "Nice wedding dress."
Only then did Qiao Mo come to her senses, her heart tightening as she immediately ran forward, "This... is really a customer’s order."
"Really?" He squinted his eyes, his gaze fixed on her face.
She nodded vigorously like a pecking chicken, looking at him with utmost sincerity, afraid he wouldn’t believe her.
"So last time was false." He stepped closer to her, one step at a time.
Qiao Mo retreated a few steps, bumping into the clothes rack, causing it to sway a little, leaving her nowhere to retreat.
"Haha... Last time... last time..." Qiao Mo didn’t dare to mention last time. As soon as she did, she turned pale, especially unable to forget those hotel scenes, truly... unforgettable for a lifetime.
He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her into his embrace, giving her a cold look, "I haven’t settled the score with you about the drugging last time."
"Eh? Ah?"
Qiao Mo was somewhat confused, how had they not settled this yet?
He had practically skinned her alive... didn’t he?
Fu Nancheng gently released her and immediately took the wedding dress from the clothes rack. Newest update provıded by N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
Qiao Mo panicked on the side, afraid he would tear it apart like Yan Jiu, that would absolutely... absolutely make her angry!
Though it seemed her anger was never of any use.
"Don’t tear it... don’t tear it... Fu Nancheng!"
Watching the wedding dress fall into his large hands, Qiao Mo’s heart jumped into her throat.
Wedding dresses were the most time-consuming and labor-intensive, she had worked on it for such a long time, rushing through countless days and nights.
"You know seeing it puts me in a bad mood," he said calmly, his gaze deep and dark.
That day, as he walked into the church, he saw her wearing a white veil, holding another man’s arm and making vows. He was furious beyond words.
But he didn’t tell her how beautiful she looked.
So beautiful it was hard to look away, driving him crazily to want to push her beneath him...
Possess.
Own.
It’s like she cast a spell on him, driving him insane.
Qiao Mo was so anxious her eyes turned red, both hands gripping the wedding dress he held tightly, not daring to snatch it from him: "Fu Nancheng... this one really belongs to someone else..."
Seeing her anxious appearance, he let out a cold snort and released his grip, pulling her back into his embrace, "Seeing it puts me in a bad mood."
"But if you wear it for me to see, it would improve my mood." He whispered in her ear, his warm breath scattering, making Qiao Mo feel ticklish, almost unable to hear what he said.