An Yu's intuition told him that he couldn't let her go like this.
"I was wrong about this. Let's forget about it and start over, okay?"
Han Mo showed a sarcastic expression on her face, "How do we start?"
"There's not even a shred of trust between us."
"But I'm very satisfied with you. If you want to continue, I welcome you. There's no need to discuss anything else."
"I know the deal between you and An Qicheng. You married me just to get close to me and steal An's secrets for him."
"You've also written him so many...love letters."
Han Mo looked at An Yu in surprise. When did he know all this? Even earlier than this mobile phone?
Han Mo frowned slightly, thought for a moment, raised her eyes and looked directly at An Yu, and asked:
"Surveillance in the dressing room?"
An Yu remained silent, but Han Mo already knew the answer.
Biting her lip, she gave a high evaluation:
"You're terrible."
An Yu found Han Mo's expression ironic.
He approached step by step with a cold smile.
"I'm scary?"
"Haven't you been in love with him for ten years? What made you change your mind? Are you attracted to me?"
An Yu stretched out his hands and held Han Mo in his arms, as if he wanted to merge her into one with himself.
The two of them fit tightly together.
He buried his head deeply in Han Mo's neck, but kept saying the most harsh words:
"Am I more handsome than him? Richer than him? A better kisser than him? Or better in bed than him? Can I satisfy you better than him?"
"Is it hard to understand that I don't trust you?"
"You married me for another man first with a purpose."
"You are vicious, frivolous, wanton, unfaithful, inconsistent, without conscience, responsibility, or moral integrity. You are the worst woman in the world!"
"But none of that matters."
"I originally thought that as long as you gave up stealing the formula this time..."
Han Mo was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe, and the breath from An Yu's body mixed with his anger was about to swallow her up.
But she couldn't even muster the strength to push him away, as if deep inside her body she was longing for his embrace.
This was the first time I heard An Yu say so many words in one breath.
Han Mo put away her teasing expression, looked into An Yu's eyes, and asked seriously.
"Do you love me?"
An Yu looked into Han Mo's eyes and suddenly remembered the night when the NY power outage occurred.
I actually hesitated.
In that instant, Han Mo seemed to have gotten the answer.
He seemed unwilling to give up and asked:
"If the mother of the twins showed up now, what would you do?"
Since that night, An Yu has deliberately controlled himself from thinking about this question.
Not thinking about it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.
Seeing that he was reluctant to answer, Han Mo pulled the door handle again.
He was held down by An Yu again.
The strength disparity was too great, and Han Mo couldn't open the door at all.
Annoyed question:
"What do you want?"
The two men faced each other without saying a word.
Finally, An Yu loosened his hand and let her go.
Han Mo returned to her seat and Qi Mubai had already returned.
He looked up at Han Mo with a malicious smile.
"Teacher Han, it's not easy. You have to serve your sponsors anytime and anywhere. Even flying is a hassle."
Han Mo squeezed in and sat down. "I warned you not to mess with me."
"It's scary, so what if I mess with you?"
"We're all trying to hook a wealthy sponsor. How are you any better than me?"
"We are all foxes on the same mountain. Don't threaten anyone else."
"Besides, you have no evidence."
"I am nobler than you because I don't deceive people's feelings."
Then Han Mo turned on the system, opened the plot, leaned back in her chair, stared at Qi Mubai with wide eyes, and began to read:
"Jia Jia, you are the only woman I want to spend the rest of my life with."
"I want to give you the wedding of the century. Please wait for me for another three years."
"Three years from now, I will definitely go to your house and ask your parents for your hand in marriage."
"Tsk tsk tsk... I don't even know what to say to you."
"How did Wang Hairun praise you?"
"Xiaobai, you are so naive. No matter how many times, it will never be enough. You will be mine for the rest of your life."
"Shut up!"
Qi Mubai was so angry at Han Mo that his whole body was shaking. This woman was too scary.
He had just been frightened, but after calming down and thinking about it, he felt that she had absolutely no evidence and was just making groundless accusations.
That's why I dared to laugh at her openly after seeing Han Mo and An Yu coming out of the bathroom one after another.
But no one will ever know these conversations and these details.
This was already the most private conversation, and Qi Mubai felt a huge fear enveloping him.
"Who the hell are you?! Who told you these things?"
"Teacher Qi, when your own bottom is dirty, don't laugh at others for not wiping it clean."
"Other people are laughing at you when you're only taking fifty steps, so why are you laughing at me when you're only taking a hundred steps?"
"An Yu is my financial sponsor, so what? Are you jealous?"
"He is not only my financial sponsor, but also loves me to death."
"You have to come after me even when I'm doing a show. You're so clingy."
"Mr. Wang, which one of you can do this for you?"
"It's ridiculous that you've cheated your way to this point."
[Congratulations to the host, skill points +20, current skill points 60]
After saying that, Han Mo closed her mouth with satisfaction.
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