Chapter 71 Ink Treasure, You Must Avenge Me!

Qi Hang looked embarrassed. He went forward and pulled over the wardrobe on the other side, which was full of normal clothes.

"These are the clothes. They're all new, and they come in different sizes. Look for them yourself."

Chu Rou hung up the sexy lingerie she was holding and went to the wardrobe on the other side to find clothes.

She looked through them and found that the clothes inside were indeed more normal than lingerie, but there weren't many normal ones. The styles were strange and unusual, quite different from her usual style of dress.

She chose two outfits, one showing off her shoulders and back, and the other showing off her waist. Wearing the two together would cover everything perfectly.

Chu Rou took her clothes into the bathroom and took off her clothes, which were almost completely covered in dust. She was glad that the weather in City B was relatively warm. If she were in City C, she would have frozen to death if she had been in the train car for ten hours wearing a coat.

She wore a black camisole underneath, and wow, half of her chest and back were exposed.

Chu Rou felt a chill in her skin. Wouldn't she catch a cold wearing this in winter?

She quickly put on another long-sleeved cropped sweater, saying "cropped" because it was too short, just past her chest.

The pants were alright, just a few holes, but Chu Rou was wearing thermal leggings underneath, so it didn't matter.

Who are these clothes for? The circles of the rich are really strange.

After changing her clothes, Chu Rou combed her hair and washed her face. She saw a cut on her left cheek in the mirror.

Chu Rou cursed inwardly: Damn it, my beauty was almost ruined by that scumbag.

After tidying herself up, she had just stepped out of the bathroom when she smelled a fragrance.

Following the aroma, she walked over to the sofa and saw a plate of dumplings on the coffee table.

Qi Hang sat on the sofa, a cigarette between his fingers. "Assistant Chu, come and have a bite. I had someone make a bag of dumplings in case you were too hungry."

Chu Rou didn't stand on ceremony and sat down to eat; she was just too hungry.

Qi Hang sat next to Chu Rou, smoking as he watched her eat dumplings, wolfing them down without a trace of girlish modesty.

This Chu Rou is truly unique.

After finishing most of the plate of dumplings, Chu Rou was about 70-80% full, and her eating speed slowed down.

She then realized that the surroundings were filled with smoke, and none of the men around Chu Rou seemed to be smoking, so she was not used to the air.

She frowned as she looked at Qi Hang. He didn't look very old, but he was quite addicted to smoking.

"Mr. Qi, smoking is harmful to your health and the health of others."

"Huh?" Qi Hang was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized what he meant and stubbed out his cigarette. "Sorry, I'll be more careful in the future."

Chu Rou ate another dumpling, and was almost full. She put down her chopsticks, glanced at Qi Hang, and asked, "How old is Mr. Qi?"

"24," Qi Hang asked with a smile, "Is there a problem?"

24 years old, two years younger than me. Are all young people these days this driven? Becoming a CEO so early.

Chu Rou rested her chin on her hand and stared at Qi Hang, wondering who looked more like the dominant one between him and Mo Chi.

In terms of appearance, Qi Hang is more rugged than Mo Chi, and they are about the same height.

Essentially, Chu Rou didn't understand Qi Hang, but she understood Mo Chi—his energy, his strength, his speed—it was a pity he was so talented.

The two are really evenly matched!

Qi Hang felt that Chu Rou's gaze towards him was strange; it wasn't liking or admiration, but rather burning with passion.

Qi Hang swallowed hard, then waved his hand in front of Chu Rou's eyes. "Assistant Chu, you haven't answered my question yet."

Huh? Chu Rou snapped back to reality. What was the question again? Oh! What's wrong with being 24? She wanted to say that someone so young was already doing bad things, being proficient in smoking, drinking, and chasing girls.

"You became a CEO at the age of 24, that's really impressive!" Chu Rou praised.

Qi Hang smiled and shook his head, "I can hardly be called a boss. In City B, I can only be called Young Master Qi."

"Young Master Qi? Young Master?" Chu Rou thought of her first meeting with Mo Chi. He was also called Young Master, but she treated him as a young master who accompanied her to drinks.

Thinking of that night, Chu Rou's face unconsciously turned red.

Mo Chi pushed open the door and saw Chu Rou blushing. Qi Hang was sitting next to her. His anxious mood was instantly extinguished by jealousy.

"Chu Rou!" Mo Chi shouted a little loudly, startling Chu Rou awake.

When she saw Mo Chi, she stood up excitedly and walked up to him. But because Qi Hang was still there, she could only restrain herself and said, "Mo Chi, you're here!"

Mo Chi gave a faint "Mmm," and said, "Let's go!"

He looked up at Qi Hang and said, "Brother Qi, I'll remember this favor. I'll take Chu Rou with me now."

Qi Hang nodded and gestured for him to proceed.

Chu Rou followed Mo Chi out of the villa and got into Mo Chi's car.

Throughout the journey, Mo Chi maintained a sullen expression and didn't utter a single word.

Chu Rou wondered if something had upset him. She decided to ask him after they stopped the car.

Mo Chi drove the car into an upscale residential area, parked it, and coldly said, "Get out of the car."

"Oh!" Chu Rou got out of the car, and Mo Chi took her hand as they went upstairs.

"Where is this?" Chu Rou asked.

“One of my properties is unoccupied,” Mo Chi said calmly.

Once inside, Chu Rou finally couldn't help but ask, "Mo Bao, what happened? You seem very unhappy."

"What were you doing with Qi Hang?" Mo Chi put his hands on Chu Rou's shoulders.

Chu Rou felt like her shoulders were about to be crushed by his grip. Her brows furrowed into a deep frown. "It hurts so much! What could Qi Hang and I do? I just sat there and ate a plate of dumplings. I haven't eaten all day and I'm starving."

Hearing Chu Rou cry out in pain, Mo Chi softened his grip. He recalled the scene; there seemed to be a plate in front of Chu Rou. "What were you talking about? Why did you blush?"

"Huh? Am I blushing?" Chu Rou touched her face, which seemed a little hot.

The person she missed was right in front of her, so why be reserved? Chu Rou cupped Mo Chi's face, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him. "Because I'm thinking of you. I'm so thinking of you that my face is flushed and my heart is pounding. Mo Bao, I've missed you so much these past two days. It's so painful."

Hearing Chu Rou say that, Mo Chi was overjoyed. He forgot all about Qi Hang and Ba Hang and hugged Chu Rou tightly, kissing her on the head.

"Rou Rou, I miss you so much too. When I found out you were missing, my heart was pounding in my chest. I'm so glad you're okay, or I would have gone crazy."

Mo Chi's embrace brought out all of Chu Rou's grievances. She tearfully complained to Mo Chi, "Mo Bao, someone gave me an anesthetic injection, and the needle mark on my neck still hurts."

“I was also thrown into the back of a truck, my hands were tied, and my mouth was taped shut. My wrists were all scraped raw.”

"I was also hit by a glass thrown by that guy named Wang Qiang. My face was cut by the glass and I was almost disfigured."

"I was so scared at the time, I was so afraid that I would never see you again."

"Waaaaah..."

"Mo Bao, you must help me get revenge!"