Chapter 1266: My Foot Hurts

“Who is it?

Who is it!”

Ducky stood up from the ground, clutching his stomach in discomfort.

He saw a man standing by the bed, exuding an intimidating aura.

As soon as he shouted, he wished he could swallow back his words, but he was not willing to suffer a beating for nothing, so he twisted his waist and walked over.

He said coquettishly, “Sister Yao!

Please take care of this, we were having a good time, and who is this guy barging in just like that!”

“Take another step closer and I’ll break your damn leg!”

Mo Tingshen didn’t turn around; a chilling voice as cold as ice scared Ducky back.

Chu Yao smiled, her gaze slowly moving away from Mo Tingshen, and she looked at Ducky warmly, “You should leave, he’s serious.

He really will break your leg.”

Ducky was stunned with fear, not daring to take another step forward, “Then, Sister Yao…

the reward you promised me.”

“You made me quite happy, don’t worry, the reward will be given as promised.”

With Chu Yao’s reassurance, Ducky walked away satisfied.

It was the first time he earned such a big sum without selling himself, quite a windfall!

Mo Tingshen gave his assistant a look, and the assistant nodded in response, following Ducky out.

Chu Yao was messing around, but when it came to secrecy, she would ensure everything was tightly sealed.

Not a word of tonight’s events would be leaked, neither from this hotel nor from everyone at the bar.

Mo Tingshen glanced at Chu Yao.

He was genuinely angry; if he spoke to her now, he would inevitably lose control of his emotions.

Frustrated, he turned around to get the camera.

The people who came to shoot were already frightened by the scene, trembling and afraid to speak.

Only the cameraman mustered the courage to say, “President Mo, don’t worry, we haven’t captured anything yet.”

Mo Tingshen didn’t say a word, flipped through the album, and indeed found nothing.

He handed the camera back, “You know what to do?”

“Yes, yes, we absolutely weren’t here tonight!

And we never saw Miss Chu!”

With that said, the group fled as if for their lives, not daring to rush the exit or make too much noise with their footsteps.

Once out, they carefully closed the door behind them.

“Brother.”

Chu Yao maintained her pose but when Mo Tingshen looked over, she leaned back, resting on two stacked pillows, seductively gazing at him from the corner of her eyes, and softly said, “You were so fierce, you scared them all away.”

Mo Tingshen coldly stared at her, “Was it fun?”

Chu Yao slowly shook her head, “I don’t know, I hadn’t even started playing, and you came.

This was my first time hiring a gigolo, and I hadn’t even tasted it yet.”

Mo Tingshen was infuriated by her words, gritting his teeth, “Don’t you find it filthy!”

Chu Yao chuckled, “How much cleaner am I than him?

What’s filthy about it.”

Mo Tingshen felt a rush of anger rise up, knotting into a ball of fire within.

He really couldn’t handle her!

Playing the victim, acting innocent, yet wantonly disdainful of the world, caring about nothing.

And damn it, he just fell for this act!

“Brother…”

“What are you calling for!”

Chu Yao was startled, swallowing her breath back, blinking with aggrieved eyes, “You scared me.”

Mo Tingshen raised his hand, pressing hard on his brow bone, licking his lips, his breathing slowing down bit by bit, and when he spoke again, he was much calmer, “Go ahead, whatever trouble you want to make, I’ll keep you company.”

Chu Yao looked at him unblinkingly, slowly blinking once, her face always carrying a nonchalant smile, the curve of her lips careless.

She stretched her foot over, “My foot hurts.”