Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free -
Chapter 62: I Am Fu Nancheng (6)
Chapter 62: Chapter 62: I Am Fu Nancheng (6)
"Mmm..."
His fingers just happened to touch the back of her ankle, causing Qiao Mo to whimper softly and instinctively pull back slightly.
His brows furrowed even deeper, feeling a slippery and sticky sensation on his fingers, he didn’t need to look further to know it was blood.
Dammit!
If the shoes were hurting you, why didn’t you say anything?
Fu Nancheng’s expression grew even more sullen, a flash of irritation in his eyes.
Having stood on one foot for too long, Qiao Mo’s leg was getting sore; she wobbled twice and had to reach out to support herself on his shoulder, speaking softly as her pretty face blushed with embarrassment with the gathering crowd, "Mr. Fu..."
Fu Nancheng lifted his gaze slightly and saw that all the eyes around were focused on her feet, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and threw the shoe away.
Before Qiao Mo could react, he had already taken off the other shoe on her foot and threw it far away without hesitation!
Qiao Mo was somewhat dumbfounded.
He threw away her shoes.
What would she wear?
She looked down at her bare feet, though she was wearing nothing, standing on the soft carpet was far more comfortable than before.
Moreover, the skirt was long enough to cover the tops of her feet, only a few toes peeked out slightly, and if one didn’t look closely, they wouldn’t notice at all.
Fu Nancheng frowned watching her few toes that were barely visible, feeling they were excessively cute, an unbidden trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
Seeing him staring at her toes, Qiao Mo’s ears flushed slightly red, her heart inexplicably racing.
Both feet uneasily retreated, nearly hiding completely beneath the hem of her skirt.
It was not until her dainty feet disappeared entirely from sight that his brows relaxed a bit.
Watching the scene, jealousy surged in Qiao Yin’s heart.
How hateful!
What on earth did Qiao Mo have, even in such disarray, she had a man taking care of her like this!
But soon, Qiao Yin’s thoughts shifted to Fu Nancheng.
She scrutinized him carefully.
The man’s large hands were long and clean, yet somewhat overly fair, even more delicate than a woman’s by several degrees.
Qiao Yin narrowed her eyes slightly.
Could it be he wasn’t some prestigious, wealthy family scion at all?
Otherwise, why would he squat in front of everyone to check Qiao Mo’s foot injury?
If he was really some bigshot, how could he possibly do something so undignified!
Qiao Yin’s eyes flashed as if she suddenly thought of something, a cold sneer appeared in her eyes, "Qiao Mo! You really have some nerve!"
Qiao Yin suddenly spoke, bringing Qiao Mo back to her senses; she frowned, not knowing what this was about.
"You take Mr. Fu’s money and keep a pretty boy outside, aren’t you afraid he’ll find out!"
Qiao Yin’s voice wasn’t small, as if afraid others wouldn’t hear.
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, instinctively turning to look at the man beside her.
Who? Pretty boy?
Him...?
In what aspect did he resemble a pretty boy?
Oh, except for that excessively exquisite face, perhaps it was a bit too pale.
Upon hearing this, the smile on Fu Nancheng’s lips deepened, but his gaze became even more sinister, sharp and penetrating.
Qiao Mo quickly withdrew her gaze, muttering inwardly: She hadn’t said anything, this had nothing to do with her...
But against her, Qiao Yin clearly hadn’t realized this and instead thought she had uncovered some incredible secret, feeling smugly proud, "Qiao Mo, I never expected you to have such guts, keeping connections with Jiang Jinghao while secretly keeping a pretty boy on the side. And you, daring to get involved with Qiao Mo, I really want to see how you’ll both end when Fu Nancheng finds out!"
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