Chapter 38 Jealous Poison Ivy
——They can tolerate the tyrant's ruthlessness, but they cannot accept that he is gentle to only one person.
The hot and humid monsoon of Southeast Asia always carries the scent of money and blood. The news that Mo Xiaohan has taken Ruan Xingchen under his wing spreads like wildfire throughout Southeast Asia's upper-class social circles.
Those women who once tried to get close to Mo Xiaohan with their beauty, family background or means were now being consumed by the same emotion - jealousy was like poisonous ivy, making their fingertips cold.
At Bangkok's premier private club on the Chao Phraya River, even the scent of sandalwood couldn't overpower the lingering smell of gunpowder. Several wealthy women sat around an English-style tea table inlaid with malachite, their bone china cups dripping with water. Their tea had long since cooled, like their gazes.
"Have you heard? That woman is living in his estate now." Lisa Chen, the only daughter of the Malay shipping magnate, twirled her diamond bracelet and scoffed, "Even the curtains in his bedroom have been changed to her favorite color."
"My father proposed marriage last year, and he didn't even look at me!" Natalie, the daughter of a wealthy politician, picked up her teacup and put it down again, the crisp sound of bone china clashing with gritted teeth. "Now, any slut with unknown origins can enter our house!"
"I'm more curious about what she looks like." Maya, the niece of a certain country's ambassador to Thailand, sneered, "She can't be some innocent little white flower who can attract a man like him, right?"
"What's even more ridiculous is that woman is sick! She cries and makes a scene all day long like a psycho! She doesn't even remember who he is!" Tila, the jewelry tycoon's sister, took a sip of her tea with her red lips, her nails scraping against the cup. "Yet he personally hired a specialist and flew her to a special plane, just to treat her!"
"Three days! He only needed three days!" Karina, the daughter of the military government, raised three fingers, her voice trembling. "Just for her, he wiped out U Nai Win and Khun Sa's forces."
"Do you remember that Marnie?" Someone lowered his voice, as if afraid of disturbing the shadow hovering above his head.
How could I not remember?
The incredibly beautiful and popular movie star simply sat on Mo Xiaohan's lap while drunk, and was found floating in the crocodile pond the next day - her delicate face was intact, but her body was just a skeleton.
The noise around suddenly stopped, with only a trickle of air occasionally leaking out of the central air-conditioning outlet, making an inaudible hum as it passed over the crystal chandelier.
They had once thought that a man like Mo Xiaohan would never bow down to anyone. But now, Ruan Xingchen had moved into his manor, slept in his bed, been held in his arms, and even had him comfort her from her nightmares.
They don't understand why a mentally unstable woman can drive him so crazy.
They didn't understand why all the beauties who had tried to seduce him ended up in a miserable state, except Ruan Xingchen.
Among all the women twisted by jealousy, the most dangerous one is Lin Wei. As the only daughter of Lin Kun, the casino king of the Lin Group, she once thought she was different.
Last year, when Mo Xiaohan acquired the three casinos under the Lin Group, she was the only woman allowed to sit next to him. Although he only discussed odds and commissions the entire time, his eyes never lingering on her carefully dressed face, she always believed that one day she would be able to melt this iceberg.
“Why?!”
In the bedroom of the private yacht, Lin Wei suddenly swept the antique vase worth millions to the ground and screamed, "A psychopath, does she deserve this?"
The anger in her chest made Lin Wei's fingertips tremble. She subconsciously stroked the ruby dagger on her leg. The cool touch calmed her.
She turned and looked at her subordinates standing behind her with their heads bowed: "Have you found out the details of that woman?"
"All we can find out is that he's a Chinese medical student named Ruan Xingchen... All other information has been blocked by the Mohists. As for China... the protection network in that area is impenetrable, and it's not a place we can reach..."
"Then we'll kill her!" Lin Wei suddenly raised her voice, her eyes gleaming with cruelty. "She's just a medical student, is she really that unkillable?"
The subordinates trembled but did not dare to look up: "Miss, the Mo family's defense is too tight. As soon as our people approached, they were shot by snipers-"
Lin Wei kicked her subordinate on the knee. The man groaned and fell to his knees, his forehead hitting the carpet.
"You useless bastards! You can't even handle a sick woman? What's the point of me supporting you!" Lin Wei's beautiful face twisted with anger: "I don't care how many people die! That bitch must disappear!"
She turned and walked towards the deck of the yacht. The evening breeze blew up her black dress. The outline of the Mo family manor in the distance was faintly visible in the night. The land surrounded by electric fences and infrared rays was like a thorn in her heart at this moment.
"Find out the weakness of her illness. A madwoman who only knows how to cry and make a fuss will always find a way to make her completely collapse!" Lin Wei gritted her teeth and said to her subordinates, "I will destroy her with my own hands!"
In the manor at the center of the storm, Ruan Xingchen walked barefoot on the carpet on the terrace. The moonlight shone through the gauze curtains and fell on the faint traces of chains on her ankles - those were the marks left by the iron chains at the auction house.
"Lift your foot." Mo Xiaohan's voice came from behind. He knelt on one knee, holding the velvet slippers in his palm.
He held her ankle and gently put the slippers on her feet. His fingertips gently stroked the light red mark on her ankle. His eyes were as dark as a bottomless cold pond. Ruan Xingchen subconsciously shrank back, but was held by him.
"pain?"
Ruan Xingchen shook her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly like the wings of a frightened butterfly.
Warm lips suddenly touched the back of her feet, startling her so much that she almost fell down, but Mo Xiaohan grabbed her waist.
"What are you hiding from?" He chuckled, his breath brushing against her neck, the taste of absinthe mixed with his unique coldness.
"I won't do that again." Mo Xiaohan's voice was close to her ear, as if he was swearing, "If anyone dares to hurt you again, I will let the whole of Southeast Asia be buried with you."
The moonlight climbed up his angular profile, hiding the paranoia and tenderness in his eyes into Ruan Xingchen's beating heartbeat, and even the bitter smell of alcohol became the most reassuring footnote at the moment.
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