Chapter 507 - Lin Xuanji’s Sketches Were Torn to Pieces
Gu Mohan’s breathing became heavier, he stretched his injured arm into the cab, holding the lascivious driver’s collar and yanked on it forcefully. Dragging him out of the taxi, he threw a heavy punch, and the driver fell on the ground.
The driver could tell that Gu Mohan was a powerful and influential man with one look. He was done for!
“Mister, please don’t hit me. I only did it in the heat of the moment. It was her, she seduced me, I just couldn’t resist the temptation. I mean, look at her!
“C’mon mister please let me off. I’m begging you now, please let me offーargh!”
The lascivious driver shirked and let out a yell. Gu Mohan had stepped on his crotch and twisted his foot around, torturing him even more.
He started bleeding profusely.
Gu Mohan had incapacitated him.
Gu Mohan could feel his heart melting after hearing her call him that, but he regained his composure and warned her, “Stop calling me that!”
“I’m going to continue, you can’t stop me!”
Gu Mohan’s gaze shifted down, landing on her cherry lips. Ever since he kissed her, he couldn’t stop being reminded of her lips.
He shouted at her with a slightly husky voice, “If you’re going to continue, I’m going to shut you up by stuffing your Big Hubby 1 in your mouth.”
Big Hubby?
What did he mean?
Tang Mo’er looked at him, perplexed by his words. “What do you mean by Big Hubby?”
She was guileless. What Big Hubby? Gu Mohan’s eyes narrowed, he didn’t want to tell her the real meaning behind it.
He could feel himself getting really… perverted.
He slowly loosened his grip on her.
Tang Mo’er lowered her head, continuing to dress his wound.
But Gu Mohan was tortured by his addiction, he wanted to reach for a cigarette but recalling that she didn’t allow him to smoke, he restrained himself.
…
Half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in front of the Lu family villa.
Tang Mo’er opened the car door and alighted from the car. She looked at the man on the driver’s seat and thanked him, “Mr Gu, thank you for giving me a lift. I’ll head off now.”
Gu Mohan glanced at her through the polished car window.
Tang Mo’er turned around and stepped on the lawn, where she was knocked into by the maid yesterday night.
Could she have dropped her mother’s sketchbook there by accident?
Tang Mo’er looked around before she noticed a pile of shredded papers on the lawn.
She ran over and grasped the shreds of paper. No… It was her mother’s sketches!
Her mother’s sketches were all ruined and torn up!
Tang Mo’er gasped, her blood was boiling. That was the only thing she had left from her mother.
Who was it?
Who was behind such a terrible thing?
Tang Mo’er picked up the torn papers and placed them in her purse, not missing out even a single piece. She then stormed into the Lu family villa.
…
Bam! She pushed open the door and strode through with an icy expression.
“Elder Miss, why are you here?” The maid asked.
Tang Mo’er headed straight for the living room. Lin Xuanyin was arranging some flowers in the living room, living her best life.
“Mo’er, you’re back. Have you had dinner yet? I’ll get the maid to reheat some dishes if you hadn’t eaten.” Lin Xuanyin quickly got up and held Tang Mo’er’s hand.
Tang Mo’er smirked after seeing Lin Xuanyin pretend to be so caring. She retracted her hand and asked, “Lin Xuanyin, were you behind it? Did you get your people to tear apart my mother’s sketchbook?”
Lin Xuanyin’s expression didn’t change. “Mo’er, what are you talking about, I have no idea what you mean.”
She paused, then added, “Why are you asking me like this? Do you have any evidence to back your accusations?”
Evidence?
Ha, she didn’t have any evidence.
Tang Mo’er studied Lin Xuanyin’s behavior. She was perfectly demonstrating what it was like to be full of confidence, knowing her tracks were covered.
A deep voice resounded through the room. “What’s the matter now?”
Tang Mo’er lifted her head, noticing that Lu Jinwen was coming down the stairs. He was dressed in a gray t-shirt and Butler Ye followed behind him. He glanced at them both, his chiseled features exuding a powerful, stern aura.
He stopped in the living room and looked at Lin Xuanyin, knitting his brows before speaking, “Xuanyin, you explain.”