Ultimate Torment! The Yandere Movie Queen Is Madly in Love with Me

"He Shaoang, I don't need it."

Jiang Mo was still struggling, but unfortunately, his consciousness was gradually fading.

"Jiang Mo, enjoy the company of two beautiful women tonight. This may be the last time."

"I won't!"

Jiang Mo clenched his fists, pressing his fingernails into his palms, trying to stay awake.

"He Shaoang, you are truly despicable!"

He Shaoang smiled with an annoying look on his face, "What can you do to me? Jiang Mo, you are just a lowly commoner. This young master has a noble status. Crushing you is as easy as crushing an ant."

"Blame yourself for having no status, no position, and no backing. This young master can easily crush you to death."

Jiang Mo glared at He Shaoang, gritting his teeth.

He Shaoang waved his hand, "Serve him well. Make sure to take high-definition pictures. I'll ruin his reputation tonight."

"Yes, Young Master He, we're going."

The two beautiful women grabbed Jiang Mo and went into the room.

"This is the first time I've seen such a handsome young man. What a bargain for us."

"He's so handsome, a tender young thing. I like him the most."

The woman's soft fingers gently stroked Jiang Mo's cheek.

Jiang Mo frowned in disgust.

"Don't touch me!"

They had a pungent perfume smell that was very unpleasant. It made him feel nauseous and want to vomit.

It was different from the scent on Wen Yan. Wen Yan's scent was fresh and pleasant.

"Little handsome guy, you have such a temper. I'll serve you well later and guarantee you'll be addicted, in ecstasy."

"Yes, little handsome guy, you're not satisfied with the two of us serving you? We guarantee you'll experience bliss later."

After arriving in the room, the long-haired woman couldn't wait to unbutton Jiang Mo's shirt, and the other woman went to undo his belt.

Jiang Mo looked up and saw several cameras pointed at him.

"Little handsome guy, just give in to us. We sisters are the red and white roses here. We guarantee to serve you well."

The buttons on Jiang Mo's collar had already been unbuttoned, revealing his tight muscle lines.

"These pecs…"

The woman's fingers had just touched Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo didn't know where the strength came from, but he suddenly pushed the two women away, opened the door, and staggered out.

No, he absolutely couldn't ruin his future here.

He absolutely couldn't let He Shaoang's conspiracy succeed.

"He ran, he actually ran. Quickly tell He Shao to surround the entire hotel."

"Okay, you go after him first. He's drugged and can't run for long."

"Okay."

On this side, Jiang Mo staggered out of the stairwell, got into the elevator, and finally reached the first floor.

After leaving the hotel, Jiang Mo used up the last of his strength, and his body was extremely hot.

He grabbed his clothes and walked forward slowly.

On the dark road, he struggled forward, feeling like his body was falling into endless darkness, hot… uncomfortable…

He couldn't hold on any longer…

At the last moment, Jiang Mo suddenly crashed into a familiar embrace.

"Jiang Mo!"

Finally hearing a familiar voice, Jiang Mo breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.

Wen Yan had arrived.

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He Shaoang blocked the hotel but still didn't catch the person.

He was filled with anger, and the glass in his hand shattered, splashing water all over the floor.

"Did you find him?"

"Reporting to Young Master He, we haven't found him. He should have already left."

He Shaoang grabbed the security guard's collar and roared, "You let a drugged person run away. Are you two good for nothing?"

"Rep… Reporting to Young Master He, he ran too fast."

"And you two are useless."

He Shaoang looked at the two women next to him, "I can't believe you couldn't even get your hands on him, ruining my plan."

"Young Master He, he was too strong and suddenly pushed us two away. We were caught off guard."

"Useless!"

He Shaoang's face was livid, "This time it didn't succeed. Next time he will definitely be alert."

"It seems I have to find another way."

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On the sofa.

"Hot…"

Jiang Mo completely lost consciousness, only feeling that the things around him were cool, and he hugged them and started gnawing.

"Hot…"

Wen Yan pushed Jiang Mo's face away, "Jiang Mo, do you think I'm taking advantage of you?"

"Forget it, this young lady won't take advantage of you."

Wen Yan took Jiang Mo to the bathroom, adjusted the water temperature, helped him take off his clothes, and then threw him in.

After coming out, Wen Yan casually instructed, "Sister Li, help him cook a bowl of hangover soup."

There was no response from the side.

Wen Yan came back to her senses. This wasn't Haitang Mingju. There were no servants, no nannies, nothing.

Then, the dignified Miss Wen Yan personally went to the kitchen to cook hangover soup for Jiang Mo.

There was a burst of crackling sounds, as if the kitchen had been blown up.

About 20 minutes later, Wen Yan finally came out, her body and face dirty, looking like she had come from a coal mine.

"This is the first time I've made hangover soup. I don't know how it tastes. Let Jiang Mo try it first."

Wen Yan looked at a bowl of black stuff and muttered to herself.

She smelled it, and Wen Yan immediately pinched her nose.

"I made it according to the online method, why does it have such a bad smell."

Wen Yan carried the bowl to the bathroom, "Jiang Mo, get up and drink hangover soup."

Jiang Mo lay straight in the bathtub, tearing off all his clothes.

His skin was very white, the kind of cool white, with eight pack abs and smooth muscle lines, even better than a male model's figure.

Wen Yan looked at it a few more times, her pale fingers gently touching it.

Not bad, very firm.

Jiang Mo seemed to notice something, suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Wen Yan's slender wrist, and slowly opened his eyes.

Wen Yan coughed a few times, "Jiang Mo, get up and drink hangover soup. I made it for you myself."

The corners of Jiang Mo's mouth seemed to reveal a smile, "Wen Yan…"

It was Wen Yan, Wen Yan had come after all.

"Yes, I saw the message you sent me and rushed over. Luckily, you're okay. How are you feeling now? Are you still uncomfortable? I gave you a cold water bath."

Wen Yan raised her hand and gently touched Jiang Mo's forehead.

"The temperature is almost back to normal."

Jiang Mo nodded, "I'm okay, thank you."

"Drink the hangover soup. This is the first time I've cooked it, and I learned it from an online tutorial. I don't know how it tastes."

Wen Yan put the bowl to Jiang Mo's mouth.

The black soup didn't look very good.

Jiang Mo hesitated for a moment and said, "Wen Yan, I suddenly feel like I'm already better."

Wen Yan lowered her eyes, "Do you think the hangover soup I made isn't good? Should I not drink it and I'll go pour it out."

"Wait!" Jiang Mo grabbed Wen Yan's hand.