Infatuated with My Mysterious Husband

"Ugh, it hurts! It's so uncomfortable!"

Mo Wanxi, who was sleeping soundly, felt extremely uncomfortable, turned over and rolled into the man's broad chest.

The face-to-face contact with the creature that obviously did not belong to her bed caused her to open her eyes suddenly, and the man's magnified handsome face came into her eyes.

Mo Wanxi thought she was dreaming, so she reached out and touched the face of the man in front of her in disbelief.

Then she was horrified to find that the man also opened his eyes, and his eyes met. Mo Wanxi let out a scream and rolled away.

When she rolled away, she realized that she was not naked. She immediately pulled the blanket to wrap herself around her body, "You... who are you? Why are you here?"

The man rolled his eyes, and his eyes fell on Mo Wanxi's exposed collarbone. His eyes were dark and his voice was low, "Your savior!"

Savior? Mo Wanxi looked at the extremely handsome man on the bed in astonishment, and the resentful voice of his best friend Meng Weiwei that he heard before he lost consciousness last night appeared in his mind.

"Mo Wanxi, I have poured the strongest aphrodisiac into the tea just now. I will give you a young and beautiful one to enjoy with my friends. As long as I see a picture of you being played by a man, Baihao will break up with you. Then I will be able to be with him justifiably!"

So Meng Weiwei found this handsome man for her? So she really had a fling with this man last night?

Mo Wanxi's face turned pale, and she angrily grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at the man, "Rapist, wait, I will definitely let you get out of prison!"

Facing Mo Wanxi's angry look, the man calmly caught the pillow she threw over him, without the slightest fear, "You were the one who hugged me last night, and you jumped on me the whole time. Do you think the police will believe it? Your words?"

"You..." Mo Wanxi bit her lips tightly, trembling with anger.

Although very angry, Mo Wanxi did not lose his mind.

The man was right, she couldn't call the police, she was caught in Meng Weiwei's trap last night, she was unconscious, she definitely didn't resist the whole process, maybe even she took the initiative to hug the man for sex, so the police wouldn't believe her words.

But if he didn't call the police, would he just let this man ruin his innocence for nothing? Mo Wanxi really couldn't accept it.

Seeing Mo Wanxi biting her lip and looking desperate, the man somehow felt that she was a little pitiful.

His eyes fell on the bright red marks on the big bed, and his voice softened three points, "Although you took the initiative last night, if you want, I can take responsibility for you!"

Responsible? Responsible for their own? Isn't this a big joke?

Anger swept across Mo Wanxi again, and she uncontrollably pointed at the man and yelled, "Get out! Get the fuck out of me! Or I'll kill you!"

Looking at the hysterical Mowanxi, the man got up and got out of bed. He casually picked up his clothes and put them on, without any panic or fear.

After putting on his clothes, the man turned his head and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Mo Wanxi, "If you figure it out, you can find me, I mean what I say..."

Mo Wanxi tore off the business card without looking at it, "Get lost!"

The man took one last deep look at Mo Wanxi, and walked away.

After closing the door, he heard Mo Wanxi's weeping sound coming from the room. The man paused, shook his head and strode across the corridor.

Seeing the man appear, two men who looked like bodyguards appeared quietly at the end of the corridor, and greeted them respectfully: "Seventh Young Master!"

The majesty and indifference of the superior was restored on the man's face, "Check her information and report it immediately!"

"yes!"