The first time Mo Xiaoqing saw Ji Muhan was in a coffee shop with a "superb atmosphere."
Those clear, bright eyes, tinged with a hint of allure, left a deep impression on her heart.
Mo Yanyu remained unmoved, pretending not to see his deliberate provocation, and calmly said, "I said I wouldn't run away, and I mean it. You don't need to use these provocations to try and make me compromise!"
But if you actually get a closer look at him, you'll find that his eyes are much darker than before, a deep, bottomless abyss, gleaming with a cold light, like a huge beast taking a nap, just waiting for the hunter before it to lower its guard...
"How do you know I'm using reverse psychology and don't actually want to do this?"
"I don't care if you are or not, whatever you do, come at me. What kind of man is someone who lays his hands on women?"
“I know that Miss Mo’s brother is in the military, so he looks down on people like us! But aren’t you going a bit too far? Are you saying that only soldiers are men, and we… aren’t men?”
The man's eyes betrayed his contempt; at least for the time being, he didn't take Mo Yanyu seriously.
It's all because Mo Yanyu's appearance is so deceptive that upon first glance, one would immediately think he's a useless scholar...
Even though their investigation showed that he came from the military, he didn't think Mo Yanyu was really in danger!
"You can only hide like this, doing these shameful things," Mo Yanyu raised her eyes and sneered, "Do you even have the nerve to call yourselves men? Even the rats hiding in the filthiest sewers are probably cleaner than you!"
The man seemed somewhat annoyed, but Mo Yanyu's calm and composed tone remained unchanged. No matter how much he tried to provoke or anger him, Mo Yanyu showed no signs of emotional instability.
It made him feel no sense of accomplishment, and suddenly he really wanted to break his calm and expressionless face.
So, before they could react, he suddenly rushed in front of Mo Yanyu and delivered a heavy punch, knocking him to the ground.
"Yan Yan..."
But Mo Yanyu didn't utter a single groan from beginning to end.
He became even angrier and, without thinking, punched Mo Yanyu twice more, both times in the abdomen. The abdomen is the most vulnerable part of the human body, and when attacked, it always makes people unconsciously curl up.
But despite this, Mo Yanyu did not beg for mercy, nor did she utter a single cry.
Ji Yao, standing beside her, was so moved by the sight that her eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. The intense heat seemed to burn her cheeks.
"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"
"Pretty people are definitely better; even when they cry, their faces are like pear blossoms in the rain, making them look so pitiful and lovable!"
Mo Yanyu frowned deeply, suppressing the blood that had risen to his throat. The pain in his abdomen was like the fiercest fire burning his body. Even though the pain was extreme, he gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound!
The man didn't notice this detail about Mo Yanyu!
The problem is that he had already categorized rich kids as useless trash who could be knocked down with a single punch from the beginning. With such a preconceived notion, he naturally didn't take Mo Yanyu seriously.
Mo Yanyu stubbornly resisted, even though her body was slightly curled up in pain from the beating she received from the man in front of her, she still stubbornly tried to provoke him.
"Ha, I was absolutely right when I said you're even worse than a filthy rat. You can't do anything to me, so you're planning to target innocent people? You really are useless! Is this all you've got? Not even enough to be a snack for me to have with my drinks!"
Ji Yao burst into tears, "Yan Yan..."
Please, I beg you, stop talking…
He didn't say the rest, but Mo Yanyu could see those words in her pleading eyes!
Mo Yanyu endured the physical pain, feeling extremely distressed. If the situation allowed, he really wanted to pull Yao Yao into his arms and comfort her.
Ji Yao rarely understood the heartache and reluctance in Mo Yanyu's eyes.
She whispered to him, "Don't say anymore."
She had just cried, and her voice still had a very strong nasal tone, making it hard for Mo Yanyu to ignore!
Mo Yanyu was so numb from the pain that she could barely speak. She could only open her mouth and stare blankly in Ji Yao's direction.
In my heart, I was already screaming.
Don't look at him!
Don't be fooled by his current disheveled appearance...
"Say it again, and I'll let you say it again!"
The man seemed to be completely enraged, and he didn't care about the strength in his hands at all, attacking his abdomen relentlessly.
Mo Yanyu dared not utter a sound, so he could only bite his tongue hard until it bled, and blood began to trickle from the corner of his mouth.
"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I beg you..."
Even when she was driven to the brink of despair in the business world, Ji Yao had never used the word "beg."
Even if…
She was forced by Mo Yanyu to walk step by step towards the edge of the cliff, but she never uttered the word "please" to Mo Yanyu...
This time, besides these few words, she really didn't know what else to say. She could only pray that person would let Mo Yanyu go.
Even if…
Knowing full well that her pleas were useless, that the man was blinded by rage and probably already had a bloodshot eye, and wouldn't listen to her at all, she still... could only prostrate herself on the ground and beg him!
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