Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It? - Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Before the Wedding (Two)

Translator: Henyee Translations

Editor: Henyee Translations

Over the last four years, she’d been pursuing Mo Xigu. She’d met all kinds of love rivals, and every woman who could be a love rival, was choked to death in the cradle before they could even make the move.

Su Yabing was her biggest love rival, but Su Yabing was only one of those women, after all.

As long as she went inside the house now, tomorrow would still have a splendid wedding waiting for her.

She knew very well that if he had to choose between her and Su Yabing, Mo Xigu would definitely choose her.

However, even though there were countless reasons to persuade her to go in, she just sat still behind the wheel and stared at the constantly running windshield wipers, until the gloomy sky became even darker.

The world outside the car seemed to be nothing but heavy rain.

She looked up at the tall lamp in front of the door of the villa. The rain was exceptionally beautiful in the warm orange light.

The sky turned completely dark.

Chi Huan took out her cellphone and tapped the screen. The time was clearly displayed on the locked screen.

18:13.

An hour had slipped by.

She pushed the door to get out of the car. The freezing cold rain and chilly wind was overwhelming and covered her in an instant.

Chi Huan walked up to the door of the villa and stood under the light. Her shadow was elongated and the rain was dripping down onto her shadow.

She raised her hand in an attempt to input the password before suddenly remembering that Mo Xigu hadn’t told her the password the last time she was here. Therefore, she didn’t know how to get in.

Her hand retracted and fell back down.

She took out her phone, opened the contacts, and tapped on the name “Xigu”.

The outside of the villa was damp and cold whilst the inside was bright and warm.

In the living room.

Su Yabing’s wet clothes had been changed. Even her hair had been dried, and there were several bottles of wine on the table. She was drinking one glass after another.

Mo Xigu had tried to stop her in the beginning. Su Yabing held the wine glass and raised her face to smile at him. “Do you want me to attend your wedding tomorrow and see how beautiful your bride looks in her wedding dress?”

He frowned and spoke in a low voice, “Yabing.”

“I won’t go tomorrow. Today, this glass of wine… take it as a toast to your wedding.” She gulped it all down in one fell swoop, with a bit of disorienting intoxication swimming in her eyes. She turned the glass and laughed. “I’m drinking it all. You take as much as you want.”

Mo Xigu stared at her pale and thin face for a while. Finally, he filled a glass of wine without saying a word, raised his head, and drank it down. Then he put the glass down, and said in a deep voice, “I’m sorry. I feel sorry for you for what’s going on between you and me.”

She was forced to leave the country because of him. Despite the craziness and violence of Yang Hao, she would still think about him. Even though she was imprisoned and drugged by his mother, she refused to give herself to Yang Hao… But he was going to marry another woman tomorrow.

Su Yabing looked at him and smiled at him like a fool, then continued filling the glass and drank it down again, one glass after another.

When the phone on the end table vibrated, there were already two empty wine bottles next to it.

Su Yabing was about to fill her glass again when she immediately saw what was displayed on the screen, “Chi Huan.” The name instantly stung her eyes.

Mo Xigu saw it too.

A few seconds later, he still picked it up and slid his thumb across to answer the call. His voice was kept particularly low, “Chi Huan.”

The woman’s voice on the phone sounded like it usually did. “Xigu, where are you?”

Mo Xigu calmed down a little bit, looked at the woman who had a pale smile on her face, and closed his eyes. “In my office. What’s up?”

There was no voice from the other end for quite a while.

He asked again, “Chi Huan, what’s the matter?”

“Well, come and visit me at my house. I’ll wait for you.”

He frowned, “What is it?”

“Something important.”

“Okay, I got it.”

“I’ll wait for you.”

He said okay and hung up the phone. He bent down to pick up the car keys, but before his fingers touched the keys, he was suddenly hugged by the soft woman. Then what followed closely was her haphazard, eager, and out-of-order kisses on his lips, which were full of shivering and madness.

Su Yabing half knelt on the carpet, raising her head to look at him, and her face was full of tears. “Don’t… leave me… Xigu, I love you. Those years when I was in America, I missed you every day…”

She couldn’t stop sobbing. “Your mother made me take that medicine… but I was thinking about you all the time. How can you use this place as the wedding room for you and her… How can you…?”

She said it off and on, and she pounced into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again recklessly.

Outside the door of the villa.

Chi Huan looked down at the screen of her phone, which was already blurred by the rain.

18:50.

It had been half an hour since she hung up the phone.

…

In a private room of the Nineteen Ninety-Nine.

Fengxing held a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at the expressionless man on the opposite couch who was drinking, and narrowed his eyes before mocking him, “Did you get dumped?”

Mo Shiqian’s face was cold and his eyelids did not even lift.

Because he didn’t raise his eyes, he didn’t see Fengxing’s meaningful and flirtatious expression, behind the gray smoke.

While drinking the second glass of wine, Mo Shiqian’s eyebrows suddenly furrowed heavily. He looked up at Fengxing who was opposite him wearing an exultant expression and coldly asked, “What did you put in my wine?”

Fengxing removed the cigarette between his thin lips and smiled with ease. “It’s the medicine you got for Chi Huan last time.”

Mo Shiqian’s eyes were gloomy. “Are you crazy?”

It was not that he realised it too late. The thing was, if there was anyone in this world who could make Mo Shiqian undefended, it would be Fengxing.

Who would have thought that he could get so bored as to drug him with a love potion?

Fengxing spat out a smoke ring and slightly spread his hands, with a thin smile lingering on his lips.

He said lazily, “Room 6437. If you have the balls, just go and f*ck Liang Mangyue. Are you waiting for her to cheat on you a thousand times?”

Mo Shiqian’s handsome face remained cold and indifferent.

Fengxing’s long legs kicked over and he mocked him mercilessly, “Are you f*cking missing parts in your body? If I had a fiancée, it would have been kind enough for me to wait until she was eighteen before I made my move. Who would wait until the wedding? Are you pretending to be innocent? Believe it or not, Tang Yueze will f*ck her soon.”

Mo Shiqian lifted his eyelids, glanced at him, and said sarcastically, “You’re faster than anyone. That woman was not even eighteen years old when you f*cked her. And then you got f*cked up, from the army to the prison. Does she have anything to do with you now?”

The flirtatious look in Fengxing’s eyes vanished, and it turned into a thick maliciousness all of a sudden.

Mo Shiqian squeezed the wine glass. The blood in his body had already started to burn, and there was a vague urge to pounce in his lower abdomen.

He frowned, put down the glass of wine, and stood up. His handsome face was still full of ascetic serenity. Even the slightest emotional change could not be seen on his face. The steps made by his slender long legs did not have any disorder either.

He pulled back the door handle and said with a cold voice, “Room 6437?”

“Get out!”

Mo Shiqian walked out.

Room 6437. Of course, he also knew what password Fengxing would set for him. The door opened with a push.

Walking through the entryway, he could immediately see Liang Mangyue sitting anxiously on the sofa.

Seeing him, she instantly stood up from the sofa with some shock and anger on her face. “Was it you who… kidnapped me and brought me here?”