Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 543 Engagement (14)

Xie Qinghuan stood frozen on the side, clearly not expecting the ’gift’ to be such a thing."Fifteen." Fu Nancheng held Qiao Mo, unable to free his hands.

Fifteen quickly appeared from the shadows and took the photos away.

Although this scene happened briefly, it still caught the attention of many.

Lu Qingxue, Yu Qianxun, Old Mrs. Qiao, and Old Master Fu all came over to inquire.

"Xiao Mo, are you okay?" Yu Qianxun asked worriedly.

Qiao Mo lifted her head from Fu Nancheng’s shoulder and shook it gently, but her face was extremely pale.

"Who on earth would do such a despicable thing? If I catch her, I won’t let her off!" Xie Qinghuan’s expression was also quite unpleasant. Being close earlier, she too felt deeply uncomfortable after seeing those photos.

"Nancheng, could it be some woman you’ve offended? She’s jealous of Xiao Mo because you’re engaged to her." Old Mrs. Qiao spoke from the side.

Yu Qianxun chimed in again, "Have you seen the things in those photos before? Who would send you such things?"

In an instant, several people were discussing noisily.

Qiao Mo’s mind was in a mess, even though the photos had already been taken away by Fifteen.

But looking at the smooth marble floor, Qiao Mo still seemed to clearly remember the position of each scattered photo, remembering the vivid and oppressive scenes on them, unable to shake them off.

"I’ll take her back to rest first." Fu Nancheng interrupted in a deep voice, not offering any extra explanations.

Seeing her pale face, he took her directly to a guest room at the Empire Hotel.

Qiao Mo sat on the sofa, still somewhat in a daze. When she looked at him, there was an unnoticed mist and unease in her eyes.

Fu Nancheng’s eyes darkened a bit, standing by her side, gently holding her.

Qiao Mo leaned against his waist, silent, yet her mind was in a throbbing pain, feeling terribly unwell.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here." He spoke softly, but it seemed to have little effect.

Qiao Mo’s mind remained somewhat absent, even she didn’t know why she had such a deep impression of those photos.

Seeing this, he scooped her up in his arms and placed her on the bed.

"Take a nap." He took off his jacket and lay down outside the quilt, gazing at her.

Qiao Mo nodded slightly, closed her eyes gently without a word.

But in the darkness, she felt even more uneasy, the scenes from the photos overlapping like images, filling her with indescribable unease and fear.

After more than ten minutes, Qiao Mo opened her eyes again. Seeing that he was still there, her eyes reddened as she whispered, "I can’t sleep..."

His brows furrowed slightly, and he gently covered her lips with his: "Close your eyes."

Qiao Mo was startled for a moment, then gently closed her eyes.

He paused, kissed her cherry lips, and didn’t continue further.

"Sleep." He tucked her in again, keeping watch by her side.

Qiao Mo gently closed her eyes, curled up in his arms, and gradually fell asleep.

But she didn’t sleep soundly at all.

Those photos seemed to trigger some buried memories, and she had a dream, a nightmare.