Mr.CEO Is So Obsessed with His Hot Wife

Chapter 524: Finally I've Got You

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“Mo Li!”

Chu Yao turned around, clenching her fists tightly, “What can you do to me, Mo Tingshen is almost here, have you considered the consequences if he finds out?”

Mo Li feigned a lift of his brows, but any semblance of middle-aged handsomeness was marred by the disgustingly prominent forehead wrinkles.

“He has returned, but he’s not coming here, he went to Minglun instead.”

Chu Yao’s eyes widened in shock, trembling violently.

Yes, Minglun.

He had summoned her too, but she had refused.

“Speaking of which, out of all three of you siblings, I have always favored you the most, given you more than your two brothers, but you’ve spurned it all.

My gifts, rejected?

Tell me why,” Mo Li said.

Mo Li shook his head with a sigh, yet his tone sounded nothing like an elder lecturing a younger one.

His expression even carried a hint of mockery.

“Oh right, I bought each of you a set of marital homes, and yours is in the best location.”

Mo Li walked over and stopped three steps away, not coming any closer.

His hands casually tucked in his trouser pockets, he looked down upon her, “I had it furnished three years ago.

Tell me—”

He paused deliberately, “if we move in, wouldn’t it be cozy?”

Chu Yao’s face twisted with horror, “You old bastard, you’re not even pretending anymore?”

“That’s right, what can you do to me?”

Mo Li echoed her earlier words.

His tone was provocative, crassly amused.

Chu Yao felt like she was about to throw up.

To others, he was a great philanthropist, a benevolent father who never quarreled, but underneath, he was sinister and filthy to the core, rotten through and through.

Mo Li signaled to his followers with a glance.

The bodyguards grabbed Chu Yao, with two more standing behind her.

Only upon being touched did Chu Yao feel an icy chill throughout her body; she hadn’t worn a coat when she came down, still dressed in her party attire—high-waisted, tight-hugging dress, long skirt, and thin chiffon sleeves…

Suddenly, Mo Li grabbed her shoulder and ripped the sleeve off.

“Mo Li!”

Chu Yao screamed in horror, “You dare!

You can’t afford to provoke Mo Tingshen, you dare do this to me…

I spit on you, you filthy vermin, I will have my revenge, I will flay and gut you, devour your flesh piece by piece!”

Mo Li didn’t take her threats seriously at all.

The more she panicked, the more joy he took in it, even squinting his eyes, his brows relaxing, treating her screams as if they were beautiful music.

Until her throat was raw and hoarse, Mo Li gave a soft cluck.

His sinister face still smiling, “Go ahead and try, but tonight, you’ve fallen into my hands, how could I possibly let you go, Chu Yao.”

Following the tremble of excitement in his voice, was his exhilarated sigh.

Having been in the entertainment industry, Chu Yao knew all too well what Mo Li’s gaze and tone implied.

It was the instinctive desire and lust that a man reserved for a woman.

“What are you waiting for, bring my special preparation for the lady, let her enjoy it thoroughly.”

At his command, a bodyguard approached with a syringe filled with a half-transparent liquid, squeezed out the last bit of air, aimed at the vein in her arm, and injected it; the drug began to flow slowly inside.

Chu Yao didn’t have the strength left to struggle; she was restrained firmly.

Unaware of what was injected into her, the moment the needle was withdrawn, her head spun, her body felt like it was about to explode.

The bodyguards let go of her and she couldn’t even stand; her bones felt softened, devoid of support and strength, and she collapsed to the ground, unable to feel the pain.

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