âMadam, please eat something first! Sir said that you would be hungry when you woke up.â The maid quickly led Fang Moâer downstairs.
Only then did Fang Moâer feel that her stomach was flat and that she was extremely hungry.
Fang Moâer wolfed down her food. After she had finished eating, she wiped her mouth and suddenly asked, âOh right, where is my husband?â
Now that she was awake, surely he would have rushed back to see her.
The servant looked up towards the study on the second floor.
Fang Moâer also looked at the second floor and quickly jumped up. âWhat? Heâs in the study?â
The servant nodded.
Fang Moâer could not believe it. âThen, when I was unconscious, did he come to see me?â
She was quickly informed that he had been watching over her for a day and a night, and that he was now trying to catch up on his sleep since he was so exhausted.
The servant said, âSir said that since one doesnât care about their own body, so how could others be expected to care about them?â
Fang Moâer was silent.
Was he angry with her?
She tiptoed up the stairs.
Only God knew why she was acting like a thief.
She knocked on the door of the study.
A crisp voice came from inside, âCome in.â
Fang Moâer walked in and saw her husband was nestled on the sofa, reading a book.
When he saw her, he only glanced at her briefly before quickly looking away.
Oh my God, he really was angry.
Fang Moâer coughed dryly and suddenly stretched out her arm with a distressed expression. âOh, why does my back hurt? Hubby, please help me massage my shoulders. Here.â
She shamelessly leaned over and leaned her shoulder against him.
Her expression was mournful and sorrowful, as she attempted to win the manâs pity.
Shi Mo paused and met the womanâs watery eyes. He put down the book and reached out to press his hand on her shoulder.
âNow you know how painful it is. Earlier, did you not think about your own body when you took so many stimulant pills?â
âI did, I did! Of course I did, but I couldnât let the person who drugged me get what she wanted.â
âOuch, that hurts.â
The man increased his strength and said, âRemember, nothing is more important than your life. Itâs just a show! Donât do it again.â
âI wonât do it again,â Fang Moâer promised.
Although Shi Mo was behaving sternly, he was still worried about her health.
He had wanted to leave her hanging, but he knew that she would be waking up soon, so he had deliberately not seen her and let the maid tell her that he was angry.
He had not expected that his resolve would break the moment he saw her.
âThe next time you donât cherish yourself, I wonât allow you to enter the entertainment industry, understand?â
âAre you trying to hide your wife in a house of gold?!â
âWhy not?â Shi Mo seemed to be seriously considering this question. It was as if he felt that it would be good to hide her in a room all the time so that only he could see her.
Fang Moâer panicked and hurriedly said, âYou should give me a different punishment.â
Shi Mo paused a moment. âPunish you⦠to please me, hmm?â
Fang Moâer blinked her eyes and in the next second, she leaned over and kissed the manâs lips.
Her kiss was like the wind blowing across the lake. With a light touch, it left quickly, leaving the receiver wanting more.
When Fang Moâer retreated, she realized that a hand had been placed on her lower back, preventing her from retreating.
Following that, she was pressed further in the manâs direction.
In the very next moment, her lips were captured by the man again.
He allowed himself to enjoy the attack that he had initiated.
Fang Moâer was once again overwhelmed by an unfamiliar feeling. Her entire body was trembling, unable to find relief. She could only groan as she accepted everything that he was giving her.
She felt breathless.
Her brain was deprived of oxygen and seemed to have gone completely blank.
Fang Moâer heard the manâs voice coming from above her head. âMoâer, breathe.â
âHuff!â The next moment, Fang Moâer knew that she had to take a deep breath.
She had almost suffocated to death just now.
Shi Moâs eyes were tinged with laughter. âIt looks like you still need to practice your kissing skills. Itâs alright, Iâll teach you in the future.â
âTeach me what? Youâre so annoying!â Fang Moâer punched his chest with her small fists.
She was embarrassed because she actually did not know how to breathe as she was kissing.
The man grabbed her still moving hands. âDonât move. Iâm worried that I wonât be able to control myself.â
He pulled her into his arms.
Fang Moâer was sitting on the manâs body and could clearly feel the changes in his body.
Something was ready to come out.
She instantly froze.
She knew what this meant.
In the air, the scent of intimacy was strong.
Fang Moâer did not know what she was anticipating and she was still unclear about things in that regard. All she knew was that she did not want to move away from the man. She inhaled his scent deeply which made her feel very comfortable.
After a few minutes, the man finally calmed down.
He spoke again, âDo you know who gave you the sleeping pills?â
Fang Moâer blurted out without thinking, âWho else could it have been? It was Bai Rong!â
âSo, it was her!â Shi Mo was a little upset. He said, âI know that you donât want me to interfere in what you do with them, but I couldnât help but cause a little fire for that woman.â
Shi Mo knew that Fang Moâer wanted to complete her revenge on her own, so he should have respected her wishes.
However, his woman had been bullied, so he could not just sit idly by. Thus, the punishment had to be kept small.