Sweet Wife: Congratulations, Mr. President - Chapter 19
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Chapter 19: How Long Can You Put Up With It
Translator: Larbre Studio
Editor: Larbre Studio
“Okay, I shall see how long you can put up with it,” Mo Qing said coldly, and walked to the door.
Gu Xiaoran’s lips shivered and she turned her head away with mixed feelings.
“Han Ke’s men didn’t see anything today.” He walked to the door.
“Looks like you’re still afraid that Han Ke would know what you’ve done,” Gu Xiaoran sneered.
So what if Han Ke’s men didn’t manage to track her?
Her disappearing from the engagement ceremony and making Han Ke lose face had been enough to annoy him.
“I think you’ve misunderstood. Although Han Ke’s men didn’t manage to take any pictures of us, there was high-definition surveillance at the Imperial Nightclub. As long as you are willing, I’ll get someone to make a copy of our lovemaking right away and give it to Han Ke. Besides that, you can also choose a few good pictures to print out, have them framed and hung on the wall. A one hundred-inch photo should be sufficient for this room. The one where I came in from behind before we kissed has nice curves, it should be exceptionally beautiful.”
“Get lost!” Gu Xiaoran exploded, grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. She had underestimated his shamelessness.
“The driver’s number.” Mo Qing threw a business card and the Silver Ghost’s spare key on the table before slamming the door and leaving.
After the door closed, Gu Xiaoran breathed out hard, wanting to let out all the pent-up anger in her.
She had nothing now and couldn’t fight him, so she could only treat it as if she had been bitten by a dog.
He was good-looking anyway—she would just treat it as if she had indulged herself with a gigolo a few times.
As for Han Ke …
Gu Xiaoran closed her eyes. She would let Mo Qing and Han Ke fight each other.
—–
It was five thirty in the morning.
Gu Xiaoran immediately got up.
That day she would have the final placement test before the college entrance examination. It concerned the graduation assessment, so she had to go to school.
She grabbed the gown she had worn the day before and was about to put it on when she remembered that her underwear had been torn by Mo Qing and thrown into the trash can at the nightclub.
She had to go out with nothing underneath.
As her home had been burned down by the fire, she had only bought two sets of clothes and kept them in the dormitory where her father lived temporarily. If she rushed over to her father’s place to change clothes at that time, he would definitely bombard her with questions.
But if she didn’t go to her father’s, she would definitely be singled out by the school counselor and sent to stand on the streets if she appeared at school in a low-cut dress.
The school counselor was an unmarried, old-fashioned woman in her forties. She always pulled a long face as if everyone in the world owed her something, and was hence nicknamed Extermination Priestess.
If she found out that she didn’t even wear underwear, she wouldn’t just be penalized with standing on the streets, but she would also have to clean all the female toilets in the school.
Gu Xiaoran rubbed her forehead in agony.
Ding!
Her phone screen lit up—it was a text message from Mo Qing.
“The underwear in the drawer is the sexy type that I like.”
Mo Qing, bastard!
Gu Xiaoran clenched her teeth. She would rather not wear anything underneath than to wear something that he bought, let alone something that was bought according to his perverted preference.
She walked to the door, thinking of the Extermination Priestess, the school’s stinky female toilets, and the piled up sanitary napkins.
She pulled open the drawer, feeling like a loser.
There were a few dozen sets of underwear neatly placed in it, and all of them shared two characteristics—expensive and sexy!
But Gu Xiaoran had to take her hat off to Mo Qing’s taste: they were all beautiful and had excellent cutting.
She wondered how many women he must have slept with to have such good taste.
Gu Xiaoran felt nauseous when she thought of the fact that she might have shared his big cucumber with other women.
Disgusting!
In order not to clean the toilets, Gu Xiaoran put up with her disgust and picked the most conservative set.