Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 457: Say You Love Me (3)

Xiao Mei’s heart was pounding wildly; she never imagined she’d have a chance to encounter such a handsome man.But before her hand could touch his lapel, Fu Nancheng’s gaze fell upon her face, deep and cold.

Xiao Mei’s heart tightened, inexplicably breaking out in a cold sweat, instinctively retreating a few steps and swallowing hard.

"You come here." Fu Nancheng looked at Qiao Mo, speaking coldly.

Qiao Mo still kept her head down, staring hard at her toes, striving to pretend she hadn’t heard anything.

Beside her, Sister Yang immediately reached out and pulled her: "He’s calling you!"

Qiao Mo realized she couldn’t avoid it any longer, slowly raising her head and shuffling her steps to stand before him.

Doesn’t he have hands himself? What a pretentious act...

Does he need help to take off his clothes?

Qiao Mo stopped in front of him, daring not to look up at him; her fair hands fell on his suit jacket’s lapel, moving slowly, bit by bit, helping him take it off.

His gaze always rested on her face, somewhat cold, yet more unfathomable.

Qiao Mo felt a tingling sensation all over from his gaze, feeling as if he’d bore a hole through the top of her head.

After helping him remove the suit, she held his coat and stepped aside, still keeping her head down without speaking.

Sister Yang stepped forward intending to measure him, but Fu Nancheng raised a hand to point, speaking coldly: "Let her do it."

Sister Yang froze for a moment, a bit of doubt growing inside her, but she deftly handed the tape measure to Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo clutched the tape measure, standing motionless, quietly saying: "I don’t know how."

Xiao Mei was initially a bit jealous, but seeing she didn’t want to seize this great opportunity, she immediately said: "I’ll do it then..."

At once snatched the tape measure from Qiao Mo’s hand, walking up to Fu Nancheng.

Fu Nancheng’s gaze remained on Qiao Mo, showing some impatience, his thin lips slightly parted: "I said let her do it."

Xiao Mei stiffened all over, stuck in place, caught in a dilemma. The moment was especially awkward.

Qiao Mo let out a soft breath, finally taking the tape measure from Xiao Mei’s hand, stepping forward...

Just measuring... isn’t it just measuring... won’t lose a piece of meat!

Standing before him, after measuring his shoulder width and arm width... the tape measure slowly slid down, landing on his slender waist.

One hand extended the tape measure behind him, while the other gently wrapped around to bring the tape measure’s end forward, coupled with bending slightly, her whole small face seemed to press against his waist and abdomen, her hands more like a hug around him.

Qiao Mo’s cheeks flushed slightly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

But the more nervous she became, the more mistakes she made; just after finishing measuring, before she could record the data, the tape measure fell to the ground.

She quickly bent down to pick up the tape measure, but a foot stepped on one end of the tape measure, her attempts to tug futile as it remained trapped under his foot.

"Fu... Mr..." Qiao Mo looked up at him, swallowing his name back abruptly. Yet in that instant, she felt a bit dazed.

Hadn’t she always been more accustomed to calling him Mr. Fu?

Why did it seem like she gradually became more accustomed to calling him by his name...

Upon hearing her, Fu Nancheng casually moved his foot away, allowing Qiao Mo to pick up the tape measure, but she clearly felt a hint of his displeasure.

Since she hadn’t recorded the data earlier, she had to measure his waist again.

Her hands just lightly wrapped around his waist when she felt a wave of warmth by her ear.

"Tonight I’m coming to your place." He murmured beside her ear, the voice not loud, yet the heat sprayed onto her cochlea, tickling.

But hearing him, Qiao Mo’s knees weakened, nearly falling to the ground. Luckily, his large hand supported her waist, allowing her to stand steadily.