Chapter 749: Get Lost, Don’t Touch Me!

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Blindfolded by the dark piece of cloth, Tang Mo’er couldn’t see a thing. But since her vision was totally dark, all of Tang Mo’er’s senses were enhanced.

Someone was getting on the horse, right behind her. The body of the horse sunk, the man behind her must be of a rather great build.

A muscular arm wrapped around her slim waist, pulling her body towards him and she landed on a broad chest.

Hiss.

It hurt and she instantly knitted her brows. The man’s chest was so tough, just like it was made of steel. It hurt when she landed on his chest.

“Get lost, take your dirty hands off and don’t touch me! If you dare touch me, I’ll kill you!” Tang Mo’er shouted in fury.

The man picked up her jaw, turning her face around forcefully before planting his lips on it.

Tang Mo’er’s limbs turned chilly once she realized that a stranger was kissing her. She let out a shriek before she struggled to push him away. “Get lost, don’t touch me! Don’t touch me, I can promise you everything else that you want. I’ll give you a sum of money, a huge sum of money…”

Tang Mo’er’s face blanched, and there wasn’t any color on her face. She had never been violated in such a way and her fears instantly consumed her, she started to s.h.i.+ver.

But the man didn’t stop, the next moment, he kissed her on the lips.

Mmgh!

Tang Mo’er’s pupils contracted, it was so disgusting, really disgusting.

She opened her mouth, biting on his lips with all the force she had.

The smell and taste of blood spread through their mouths and the man instantly stretched his thumb and index finger to squeeze her cheeks, forcing her to let go of his lips.

His tongue pushed past her lips and intertwined with hers.

Tang Mo’er started to struggle and try to pummel the man just like a madwoman, but it didn’t work. Her hands were tied up. She was filled with rage, terror, fear. Tears started to trickle down her cheeks, she was consumed by darkness and helplessness.

Don’t… Don’t!

“Don’t touch me, please… I beg you… I’d never let you off, I’d kill you all!”

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One hour later.

Tang Mo’er was brought down the horse by someone and she was thrown onto a patch of gra.s.s.

Her hands were still tied and she was still blindfolded. Her tiny face was covered in perspiration as her brown, wavy hair was tangled around her neck, like a broken, ragged doll.

The most traumatic event that could ever happen to a woman was probably s.e.xual abuse. She had experienced a torturous session for the past hour.

A shudder went through her body as she attempted to untie the ropes that were used to tie her hands together. She wanted to free herself.

She would never let this man off!

She had to kill him!

Again and again she could feel the same hand on her body, she was just like a frightened bunny that huddled up. Her soft, sensual voice had turned all husky and her tone was almost murderous. “If I manage to live past today, I promise you, I’d make sure to find you. Tomorrow would be the date of your death anniversary.”

“Ha.” The man let out a chuckle.

Tang Mo’er froze, that voice… was so familiar.

It felt really familiar.

It was… Gu Mohan?

Her blindfold was suddenly taken off and she finally could see some light. Fluttering her eyelashes, she slowly lifted her eyes to look at the man in front of her. A handsome face appeared before her.

It was really Gu Mohan!

Gu Mohan was clad in black s.h.i.+rt and trousers, though he had just committed some atrocious acts, there wasn’t a single crease on his outfit. He was on one knee, looking at her impa.s.sively.

It was really him!

It turned out it was him!

Tang Mo’er could no longer act rationally and she flipped. “Gu Mohan, why would you do that? You’re crazy! You’re a lunatic! A**hole! b.a.s.t.a.r.d!”

Gu Mohan stretched out one hand and ran his fingers over her pale face. The corners of his lips were raised into a cold, cynical smile. “No wonder he loves you so much, this face of yours, the pleasurable feeling earlier on, tsktsk…”

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What was he saying?

Tang Mo’er was puzzled about his words, but she could sense something different about him. There wasn’t an ounce of emotion in his eyes, he was looking at her almost condescendingly.

He was dressed in full black, his entire aura cold and dangerous. The fingers that had trailed over her face were equally chilly, and enough to make one shudder.

She untied the ropes that tied her hands together and lifted one hand to give him one tight slap on the face.

The crisp sound of the slap resounded around the place.

Gu Mohan was slapped to the side and his eyes were red as he shot a baleful stare in her direction.

Tang Mo’er lifted her hand, wanting to give him another slap.

But he grasped her wrist forcefully, raising the corners of his lips into a wry smile. “Tang Mo’er, you’ve been spoiled by him to the extent you’re daring enough to hit my face? If you dare hit me once more, I’m really going to get those few men to gang rape you.”

Those few men…

Was he referring to the burglars earlier on?

So it turned out he had engaged those few men to put up an act?

“Gu Mohan, you even found some movie extras to ensure this entire rape scene would be perfect? F*ck, you were right, there’s no way we’ll ever be done with each other for this lifetime!” Tang Mo’er retracted her arm forcefully before she got up.

But right as she got up, a piercing pain shot through her body from the movement, she almost collapsed onto the ground.

A sardonic voice was heard from behind. “It hurts? Do you need me to carry you? Tang Mo’er, have you been using such moves on men in order to seduce them?”

Her eyelashes fluttered, Tang Mo’er took a deep breath before she bent down, picking up a stone from the ground.

She turned around, hurling the stone in his direction, aiming right for his face.

Gu Mohan had both hands in his pockets and he dodged the stone with apparent ease.

“Tang Mo’er, don’t even try anything funny…”

A svelte body came in his way, pressing onto his shoulders and with the speed of lightning, she threw a kick right in his groin.

Gu Mohan’s face contorted in pain. F*ck, right as his main personality had taken over his mind, this woman had kicked him in the groin!

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It was painful.

She gave him a real kick in the groin.

F*ck!

He then heard a sensual voice mocking him, “President Gu, does it hurt? I’m sorry, the kick must have hurt. You only have yourself to blame for shooting your mouth off. You totally deserve a beating! Consider yourself lucky, you a**hole!”

“…”

His entire countenance turned dangerously cold, his large hand was wrapped around her delicate neck.

Mmrgh! Tang Mo’er couldn’t breathe properly as his hand was around her neck, her pale face instantly turning red from the lack of oxygen.

She couldn’t breathe.

But even now, she didn’t even plead for him to let her off even once, she just stared at him impa.s.sively.

To think that she actually had some feelings for him at the start. Who would have expected him to put up such an act in an attempt to humiliate her today? He was a total b.a.s.t.a.r.d! She would never forgive him!

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