Chapter 4

  Meng Zhan Yan was pushed by him, and her body was unstable, almost falling out of the car. Her hands instinctively grabbed onto the person in front of her. Gu Mo's eyebrows furrowed, and his body stiffened as he was caught off guard by her grab. His large hands instinctively pulled her into a hug, and she fell directly onto his lap. Meng Zhan Yan's face stiffened for a moment before returning to normal, no different from before. Wasn't this the result she had wanted?

  He glared at her fiercely, she raised her head to meet his gaze, their eyes locked in a fierce stare. He looked into those cold eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he could no longer bear it, so he scooped her up and kissed her fiercely.

  Meng Zhan spoke with a pained hum, his face expressionless, calm and serene like the clouds on a windless day. As long as he could see her mother's face tonight, it was worth sacrificing this broken body of his. For half his life, Meng Zhan had been ruined by a man, but at least his body was still clean. Whoever put a price on him would have to pay the price themselves. Lu Xi Cheng, you just wait for me, I'll be waiting too. His eyes froze with icy shards, sending chills down people's spines.

  She closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around him, and lifted her gaze to meet a pair of deep, pool-like eyes that seemed bottomless, revealing no emotions. At this moment, he looked elegant and refined, proving that being handsome was also one of his advantages. His rapid breathing puffed against her face as she stared at him silently.

  He stared at her, speechless, his breathing growing more and more urgent. Only when he looked closely did he barely make out her features - a scar ran from her forehead to the corner of her eye, ruining what was once a delicate face and adding a hint of ferocity to it. Was it him? No, it was her. For some reason, his heart felt complicated.

  He raised his hand, and the rough palm of his hand stroked the scar on her face. His eyes were scorching hot. If the knife had been a little more slanted, this eye would have been blind. Who was she? What had she experienced? Questions arose in his heart, wanting to get answers. "Why?" He didn't know if he was asking her why she did it or what she had experienced.

  "One hundred thousand, don't forget." Meng Zhen spoke sideways with his face turned away, letting his hand grasp at nothing, and said coldly.

  "Ah!" As soon as she mentioned money, Gu Mo's entire face turned gloomy, his elegant attire a stark contrast to his dark expression.

  Gu Mo looked at her pale face, and the two of them had a cold indifference in their eyes without any emotions.

  ……

  The night grew darker, and suddenly a heavy rain poured down. The round moon at the horizon had long since disappeared from view. The rain continued to pound against the ground, causing the enclosed space to vibrate ceaselessly. A vague breath slowly rose in the darkness of the night, only to be drowned out by the sound of the rain. As the sky was about to turn white, a streak of bright light appeared on the horizon.

  When Gu Mo woke up, the sky was already bright, and the piercing sunlight shone on his eyes, making them slightly painful. Where was he? Suddenly thinking of something, his whole body straightened up, and when he turned his head, he saw that woman sitting beside him in her suit, her face pale but calm: "Awake?"

  The tone was familiar, as if the two had known each other for a long time. Did he really have an affair with this woman last night? His cold face sank, and Gu Mocheng thought to himself: Let's see how I'll deal with this little brat when I get home! With a glance, his face paused, and that black shirt was torn to shreds, reflecting his pale face, which looked quite handsome. The depth of his eyes was intimidating - what was the purpose of this woman?

  "What do you want?" Gu Mo asked, his most hated thing was trouble. He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and skillfully held it between his index and middle fingers, taking a drag with elegant movements, especially with his sharp and handsome eyebrows and eyes, adding a hint of masculine charm.

  "One hundred thousand!" He hadn't promised her one hundred thousand, but last night he was driving a new Maybach luxury car, so she thought that one hundred thousand should also be manageable, so she gambled.

  He furrowed his brow, took a few forceful puffs of smoke, then directly extinguished the cigarette butt and said in a cold voice, "Get out of the car." His tone was icy, with no warmth in his eyes.

  Meng Zhan looked at him and took a deep breath: "We agreed on 100,000 last night!" Before he could finish speaking, his eyes grew colder, as if looking at her would tarnish his gaze. She knew she wouldn't get the 100,000. To him, perhaps she was just a woman who had offered herself up, and he had never promised her the money in the first place. In the end, she had lost the bet. Her face pale, she opened the car door and got out.

  The car beside her immediately started the engine and sped past her with a "whoosh", Gu Mo's face tightened as he looked through the rearview mirror at the woman getting farther and farther away, his anger rising inexplicably from the bottom of his heart. Even he himself couldn't understand why he suddenly got angry, perhaps it was because those sharp, pure eyes had touched him when they first met.

  Meng Zhan gazed at the car that was getting farther and farther away from her, looked down at the suit she was wearing, and a self-mocking smile played on her lips. The suppressed laughter echoed in the empty street, eerily desolate. Her eyes hid deep pain, flashing by in an instant. She inserted her hands into the pockets of her coat and turned to leave.