Chapter 368 Kiss Me
Cui Xiaotong was shocked. The first person she thought of was Mo Ziqian. Almost instinctively, she asked, "Zhou Mubin, what are you going to do to Mo Ziqian?"
Zhou Mubin walked up to Cui Xiao, lifted her chin with his long fingers, and looked down at Cui Xiao's eyes, which were filled with anger that seemed to be spitting fire. "Guess."
Almost instantly, Cui Xiao stood up abruptly, but before the slap could land on his face, Zhou Mubin grabbed her hand.
At the same time, a strong chest pressed her down onto the bed.
The moment her back hit the mattress, the soft bedding did nothing to absorb the impact. Cui Xiao felt a dull pain in her shoulder blade, and her breath hitched for a second.
Zhou Mubin's hand gripped her wrist tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. His burning body heat seeped through the thin fabric, searing her like a branding iron, making her tremble all over.
He lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against her nose. "What, you still want to hit me for that man?"
The intense glint in Zhou Mubin's eyes surged even more fiercely, mixed with a hint of mockery and obsession. "Cui Xiao, do you think you could have hurt me if I hadn't let it go?"
Cui Xiao struggled to curl her knees and push him away, but her lower body was already firmly pinned down by his legs, and she couldn't move an inch.
All he could see was Zhou Mubin's face, so close to his, with his high nose, tightly pursed thin lips, and those unfathomable eyes.
There was not a trace of apology in it, only an aggressive determination to win, like an impenetrable net that suffocated her.
"Zhou Mubin, let me go."
Cui Xiao's voice trembled with anger and fear, but she still refused to show weakness, "What's the difference between you and a female rapist?"
Zhou Mubin chuckled softly as if he had heard an amusing joke, his thumb unconsciously rubbing the skin on the inside of her wrist, a sensation that made the hairs on Cui Xiao's body stand on end.
"Cui Xiao, everyone who knows you knows you like me. If I did something to you, what are the chances that I can get away with it?"
His words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing half of her confidence.
Her crush on Zhou Mubin was an open secret. To outsiders, her leaving the law firm was merely a tactic to attract his attention. Moreover, he was the most famous lawyer in Hong Kong.
In the instant Cui Xiao was lost in thought, Zhou Mubin's face moved even closer, almost touching her forehead.
His gaze fell on her piercing pupils, and his tone softened, carrying an almost seductive tenderness, "Actually, you don't need to be so nervous. I just want to marry you, it's not like I'm doing anything immoral. Besides, you must have thought about marrying me before, right? Now we've both gotten what we wanted, isn't that good?"
Without a second thought, Cui Xiao refused, her eyes filled with disgust. "Zhou Mubin, I can't marry you. I don't love you anymore. Your pestering only disgusts me."
These words completely ignited Zhou Mubin's anger. The gentleness in his eyes vanished instantly, leaving only a cold and fierce aura.
He abruptly released her wrist, then grabbed her chin with such force it felt like he wanted to crush it. "Do you really want to make me angry? But what good does it do you to make me angry?"
Zhou Mubin paused deliberately, his gaze turning sinister as he looked at her face, which had instantly tensed. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. "It wasn't easy for Mo Ziqian to get to where he is today. Tell me, what if some negative news affects his career? Wouldn't he hate you?"
Cui Xiao's heart sank suddenly, and a chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
From the look in his eyes, Cui Xiao knew that Zhou Mubin wasn't joking; he genuinely intended to use such despicable means to threaten her.
She glared at him intently. "Zhou Mubin, if you dare to lay a finger on him, I won't let you get away with it!"
"You won't let me go?"
Zhou Mubin chuckled, leaned close to her ear, and spoke in a low, chilling voice, "In Hong Kong, do you think you have that ability?"
The warm breath mixed with his familiar perfume scent sent a chill down Cui Xiao's spine.
It's true that Zhou Mubin is just a lawyer, but which senior lawyer doesn't have some underhanded methods? Even disregarding that identity, he is still the second young master of the Zhou family.
In Hong Kong, the Zhou family, as a wealthy family with a century-old foundation, is not someone that can be easily shaken, even if they cannot completely control everything.
At least, given Mo Ziqian's abilities, he couldn't do it.
Cui Xiao turned her head away, trying to avoid him, but he held her down even tighter. Then she heard Zhou Mubin command, "Kiss me."
Cui Xiao's eyes reddened, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.
She refused.
Zhou Mubin sneered and leaned down to kiss him.
The clash of lips and teeth, the taste of blood mixed with the faint saltiness of tears, made the air between the two of them thick and murky.
After a long while, Zhou Mubin finally released her.
His lips were bitten until they bled, and round beads of blood oozed out. His eyes held a wild and arrogant smile.
Zhou Mubin straightened up, wiped away the blood with his fingertips, and looked down into Cui Xiao's angry eyes. "Don't look at me like that, I'm scared."
I've wanted to do this to her for a long time.
After being beaten for kissing her downstairs at her house last time, Zhou Mubin has been addicted to the taste ever since.
He had many women, but none of them could excite him like this, and none of them could give him this feeling.
Zhou Mubin felt like he had gone mad, like a pervert, actually craving this taste.
Cui Xiao staggered to her feet, feeling disgusted at the thought of saying another word to him.
She wiped her mouth vigorously until her lips were chafed raw before she stopped.
After that, she only glanced at him briefly, as if looking at him any longer would be a waste.
After straightening her clothes, Cui Xiao walked straight out the door.
This time, Zhou Mubin watched the departing figure without chasing after it, but simply stared at it silently before lighting a cigarette.
Stepping out of the guest room, Cui Xiao realized that she was still at the winery.
The sun was setting outside, and Cui Xiao composed herself and walked forward in her high heels.
Before she could leave, the sommelier who had greeted her earlier caught up with her, "Miss Cui, your wine."
Cui Xiao glanced at it; it was the bottle of wine she had chosen earlier. Her voice was chillingly cold. "I don't want it."
The sommelier continued with a polite smile, "Miss Cui, this bottle of wine is a gift from the second young master. We hope you like it."
Second Young Master?
Cui Xiao frowned. The sommelier was also a shrewd person. She explained, "This winery was just acquired by the young master last month. The winery belongs to the Zhou family."
It is the Zhou family, not the Zhou clan.
No wonder they're rich; they bought such a large winery just like that. That's power.
Cui Xiaoman casually took the bottle of wine, her thin lips pursed.
But the next second, her hand suddenly loosened.
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