Never had she hated someone so much.
After a little while longer, Gu Mohan gradually retracted his force. Her delicate neck was so frail in his palm, and if he used a little more force, he could break her neck.
By now, the woman's red eyes were bloodshot and a film of tears formed in her bright eyes, with a few droplets clinging to her luscious lashes. It was a pitiful sight.
But she glared at him obstinately and did not plead for mercy. She was like a little wild beast in captivity.
It was painful.
Gu Mohan suddenly felt his head hurting.
F*ck. His first personality within his body, Mr Gu, was emerging again!
He released the woman's delicate neck.
Tang Mo'er took deep breaths and unwilling tears sprung out of her eyes.
Just then, a long and luxurious car stopped in front of them. Yan Dong pulled open the back door respectfully. "President."
