Xiang Haoyu was obviously stunned. "Can you repeat that?"
Meng Yue wiped away her tears and walked out of the bathroom. "I said, let's get a divorce and get it done tomorrow!"
Xiang Haoyu laughed out loud. "Good!"
"Meng Yue, if you dare to go back on your word, I'll make you pay!"
Meng Yue smiled bitterly. "Alright!"
After hanging up the phone, she instantly felt a sense of relief.
Using three years of youth and first marriage to commemorate a person's love, it should be enough!
From now on, she wanted to live for herself!
"Oh..."
As she was deep in thought, Meng Yue bumped into someone. Ignoring the pain on her forehead, she immediately apologized. "I'm sorry, are you okay?"
She looked up and saw a cold and handsome face.
The man was around 190 cm tall, while Meng Yue was only 165 cm. She could only look up at him.
Suddenly, she felt that this face was a little familiar.
Right!
He was the man who had just sat with Xiang Haoyu at the head of the table. They had called him "President Mo".
Meng Yue laughed sarcastically. He was handsome, but how could he be any good if he had been sitting with Xiang Haoyu?
Mo Hanchen looked at the girl in front of him and his eyes flashed.
His already restless heart burned even more intensely when he smelled the fresh milky fragrance on her body.
He instinctively pressed her against the wall and leaned close to her neck. "What's your name?"
The man's voice was hoarse and low.
Sensing the threat, Meng Yue's face became rigid, fear rising in her eyes.
"What are you trying to do?"
She looked at the man's reddened eyes and suddenly had a bad feeling. "If I had injured you, I can apologize and compensate..."
Mo Hanchen's breathing was rapid, and Meng Yue felt very uncomfortable.
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
At this moment, he had already lost his usual self-control.
When he didn't hear an answer, the man leaned closer.
"What?"
Meng Yue was struggling in fear.
"What do you mean?"
He leaned forward again. "Are you clean?"
Meng Yue's expression froze for a moment before she nodded.
Then, as if she had suddenly thought of something, she started to shake her head desperately.
"It's not clean!"
"I... I frequent nightclubs!"
The man raised his eyebrows and pinched her chin with his index finger.
"That's perfect!"
Meng Yue felt that something was amiss!
She wasn't clean, so how could it be perfect?
She started to struggle violently. "Sir, release me first. This is a high-end club. If you want to vent, I'll treat you!"
However, the man did not give her a chance to speak and pulled her into the men's washroom.
Meng Yue was panicking!
"What do you want?" She struggled with all her might as she pushed against the door of the washroom.
"Help..."
However, how could her strength be compared to a robust man?
He pulled her in ruthlessly!
With a "bang", the door was locked!
"Help..."
Three minutes later, the entire 18th floor was sealed off!
Ten minutes later, the entire club was sealed off!
An hour later, Mo Hanchen carried the unconscious Meng Yue out of the washroom with a surly expression on his face. He then speedily walked into the elevator with trepidation and went straight to the presidential suite on the top floor.
Mo Yu walked behind Mo Hanchen, holding a lady's handbag in his hand. He jogged to open the door for his boss. He did not need to look at his boss's face to know that the atmosphere was strange.
What they had done was self-evident!
The woman's hair was messy and swayed with the man's footsteps. He could not see the woman's face because she was wearing a men's suit!
In the suite.
Mo Hanchen wrung a towel and gently cleaned the woman up as he gazed at her. She was still in a cold sweat despite being unconscious.
His face darkened.
Little girl!
She had lied to him!
He pursed his lips as he recalled their conversation about 'cleanliness'.
"It's clearly spotless!"
"If you tell me the truth, maybe I'll be gentler."
However, if she had said that she was still clean, then he probably wouldn't have touched her!
After all, the cleaner it was, the more troublesome it was!
At least, that was how it was to him!
That was because cleanliness meant responsibility, while unclean meant that both parties were willing.
But...
She had been unwilling earlier...
At this moment, he was in great spirits.
Another hour later, Mo Hanchen came out of the bathroom in cold air and put on a bathrobe before he left the room.
Mo Yu was waiting outside the door.
"Speak!"
Mo Yu said respectfully, "It's Xiang Haoyu from the Xiang Group!"
Mo Hanzheng's eyes turned grim as he remembered the glass of wine Xiang Haoyu had asked that woman to give him.
"He's really unscrupulous!"
He glanced in the direction of the bedroom. "What about her?"
Mo Yu swallowed and handed the information in his hand to his boss. The expression on his face was very odd, as if he was about to twitch.
"Her name is Meng Yue. She's the youngest daughter of the Meng family. The situation in the Meng family is complicated."
"Mm... Also, she's Xiang Haoyu's wife!"
In an instant, the entire suite fell into a dead silence.
The air was filled with a murderous aura.
After that, Mo Yu left!
Mo Hanchen was stunned for a long time before he picked up Meng Yue's information.
The more he read, the more peculiar the expression on his face became.
She was actually a married woman!
What an irony, she was also Xiang Haoyu's wife!
It seemed more like a joke. This married woman had been married to Xiang Haoyu for three years, but she was still as clean as ever!
Were the heavens playing with him?
Back in the bedroom, he lay sideways on the bed and pulled the person beside him into his arms.
He wiped the cold sweat off her forehead.
His expression was a little perplexed, and his lips curved into a smile.
"Whether you like it or not, we might be entangled for a lifetime..." he said.
Early in the morning.
The sky was faintly bright.
Meng Yue slowly opened her eyes. There were dim lights on both sides of the soft bed.
She had been awakened by the soft sound of the door closing!
Her light sleep was caused by Xiang Haoyu. Every time she heard some movement at night, she would think that he had returned. As time went on, she developed neurasthenia.
The moment she moved, she felt a piercing pain.
In an instant, some bad memories flashed through her mind.
Looking at the faint light outside the window, Meng Yue swallowed.
"Meng Yue, you're really capable!"
She had actually cheated on him!
And it had been on the night before the divorce!
She only knew that his surname was 'Mo', but she didn't even know his name.
Meng Yue was once again stunned by the silence in the room.
Prepare to escape!
Because her clothes were torn, she had taken one of the man's shirts.
After she sneaked away, Mo Hanchen walked out of the study.
"Have you gotten rid of the reporters outside?"
Mo Yu followed him out. "There are too many; I can't get rid of them. But I've arranged for a car to pick her up downstairs!
"Mrs. Xiang's identity definitely will not be discovered!"
Mo Hanchen's face scowled when he heard the words 'Mrs. Xiang'.
"Call her Miss Meng!"
Mo Yu was obviously dumbfounded.
It was just a form of address, and he was already so insistent?
"Even if she's clean, she's still Mrs. Xiang if she's not divorced! Besides, Master is clean and wealthy. There's no need to get entangled with a married woman!"
Mo Hanchen poured himself a glass of wine. "She'll get a divorce!"
As he looked at the wine-red liquid, his mind was filled with the image of her crying out in pain in his arms like a cat.
He finished the red wine in his glass and put down the blanket. "Mrs Mo obviously sounds better!"