Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free
Chapter 50 Sleeping in His Bed (1)

Chapter 50: Chapter 50 Sleeping in His Bed (1)

Standing in front of the villa door, Qiao Mo glanced at the man beside her and suddenly felt a trace of timidity.

Originally, she thought since the Qiao family could no longer accommodate her, and she had broken up with Jing Hao, with nowhere else to go, coming here with him wasn’t a bad idea. After all, the scenery of Nanshan Villa was famously good.

But now that she was really standing here, she felt a bit uneasy.

After all, once she stepped in here, it would mean that from now on she’d be living under the same roof with this unpredictable man.

Before Qiao Mo could speak, Fu Nancheng had already entered the villa, and Qiao Mo let out a light breath and followed him in.

The villa wasn’t very large, decorated in a European style, neither ostentatious nor lavish, carrying a touch of German strictness and solemnity. The color was cool, so much so that Qiao Mo felt it was excessively so.

Qiao Mo followed beside Fu Nancheng, discreetly lifting her head to scrutinize his side profile.

From the moment she got in the car today until now, this man hadn’t said a single word to her. His thin lips slightly pursed, and his handsome face was as cold and determined as if carved by a knife, making Qiao Mo increasingly uneasy at heart.

Why did he bring her to Nanshan Villa?

Could it be that during this period she had exhausted all his patience?

Thinking of this, Qiao Mo lost her interest in examining the villa and quietly followed behind Fu Nancheng, unable to resist guessing his thoughts.

Not knowing how long they’d walked, a deep voice pulled her back to her senses: "From today, you live here."

The cold voice carried no emotion, yet it held an undeniable authority.

"Here?"

Qiao Mo instinctively opened her mouth, turning her head to look at the room she was in.

It was only then that she realized she must have unconsciously followed him into his bedroom.

Still in the European style, the room was not small, yet it lacked the chaos and slovenliness typical of many men. Instead, it was excessively tidy, still bearing an indescribable coldness and aloofness that involuntarily induced a chill.

Qiao Mo felt uneasy, her gaze landing on the more than two-meter-wide bed, suddenly regretting her actions.

He... meant for her to sleep on this bed?

There were quite a few rooms in the villa, but he insisted she stay here. His intention was evident.

Qiao Mo’s heart pounded incessantly, and she instinctively looked up at Fu Nancheng in front of her, only to be stunned once again.

His suit jacket had already been hung up, and he had just taken off his tie. His clean, slender fingers were undoing the buttons of his shirt one by one, as he was undressing.

Qiao Mo instinctively averted her gaze, not daring to look up, her heart almost leaping out of her throat.

Why... why is he undressing in broad daylight?

Detecting her movement, his actions paused slightly, and he squinted at her.

"Mr. Fu..." Sensing his gaze, Qiao Mo instinctively spoke, then as if recalling something, she continued, "Mr. Fu, in a few days I’ll be starting school, and the distance from here to school is quite far. Living here seems to be..."

"Hmph, inconvenient? Do you only feel it’s inconvenient now? Isn’t it too late?" Fu Nancheng’s face, already cold and determined, grew even more somber as he stepped towards Qiao Mo.

As he drew closer, Qiao Mo couldn’t help but retreat.

She knew she hadn’t spoken up during the journey, and indeed it was a bit late to mention it now.

But on the way, she had been preoccupied with thoughts about her father and Xiao Xuan, not giving much thought to anything else.

Now looking at this large bed in front of her, she suddenly regretted her decision.

No, rather than regret, she was afraid.

Even though she knew she might not escape this eventually, knowing and accepting are two different things.