30 Less Tenderness

Mr. Mo didn't care what Liang Yan thought. He lay beside her, hugged her in his arms, and continued to coax her to sleep.

In the dim room, faint human voices came from afar. Liang Yan nestled in the man's arms and smelled an unfamiliar fragrance. Suddenly, she felt a strange sense of dependence and familiarity.

It was as if she had laid with him thousands of times.

"You…"

"Hmm?" The man lowered his head slightly, his breath on the top of her head warm and ambiguous.

"Why are you always wearing a mask?" Liang Yan was puzzled.

Logically speaking, this man had a high status and did not need to wear a mask to do these things. Even if she saw his face, she could not call the police to defend her rights.

Was he trying to woo her?

But if he wanted to pursue her, shouldn't he do it openly? Why did he have to be so mysterious?

Mr. Mo didn't answer. Liang Yan didn't give up and asked again, "Are you very ugly? That's why you don't dare to show your true face!"

"…"

After a while, Mr. Mo chuckled. "Touch my face."

Liang Yan reached out and gently touched the man's forehead, eyes, nose… and mouth.

The moment her fingers touched his lips, the man opened his mouth and gently bit Liang Yan's hand.

Liang Yan's heart burned and she quickly retracted her hand.

"Am I ugly?" Mr. Mo smiled.

Liang Yan turned her head away and snorted without saying anything.

However, it had to be said that even though she couldn't see this face, from the feel of it, it was definitely a handsome face.

He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his face was as handsome as jadel

Liang Yan secretly evaluated in her heart, but she was unwilling to say it out loud, afraid that this Mr. Mo would be too smug.

However… Liang Yan was puzzled. The contours of his face were really similar to Pei Yu's.

It wasn't just her face, but also her figure and aura, as well as the domineering aura he gave off win bed.

However, Pei Yu hated her so much. He even humiliated her in public and compared her to a prostitute. How could he be Pei Yu?

After thinking for a while, Liang Yan took a deep breath and mustered her courage to ask the question in her heart, "You're very much like an old aquaintance of mine."

"Who?"

"The President of the Pei Corporation, Pei Yu."

Mr. Mo was playing with the end of Liang Yan's hair. When he heard this, his fingers paused and he raised his eyebrows. "Yes, I know him."

"Alright." Liang Yan was a little disappointed.

Sure enough, she was thinking too much…

Mr. Mo suddenly asked, "Are you asking this because you like him?"

Hearing this question, Liang Yan's heart skipped a beat. She felt a little uneasy and nervous.

Although she knew that the person in front of her was not Pei Yu, for some reason, she was still nervous and afraid when she heard someone ask this.

It was just like when she and Pei Yu were still together. Pei Yu was drunk and asked her, "What kind of feelings do you have for me?"

At that time, she wanted to bravely pursue love and express her feelings. However, when she looked up and saw the coldness in Pei Yu's eyes, she immediately deflated.

She was afraid that once she revealed her feelings, her lover's contract would be immediately terminated.

Because lovers were not allowed to have real feelings.

Hence, she lied. "You're my employer. How can I dare to have feelings for you?"

Just like now, she smiled under Mr. Mo's probing gaze and calmly answered the answer that she had memorized.

"I don't like him."

It was love.

Liang Yan didn't dare to say anything.

Mr. Mo was silent for a moment. "As far as I know, you're an employee of his company."

"Yes, he's just my boss. There's no need to talk about liking him." Liang Yan pretended to smile freely. "Besides, he already has a fiancée, right?"

"That's true." Mr. Mo nodded and did not say anything else.

He only hugged Liang Yan a little tighter.

Liang Yan did not feel good in her heart. When she thought of Pei Yu's gentle and considerate treatment of Chen Yuan, her heart ached. She buried her head in Mr. Mo's arms and wanted to throw away her sadness and close her eyes to sleep.

Mr. Mo patted her back from time to time, as if to comfort her.

Speaking of which, it was strange. Although she had had sex with Mr. Mo twice, both times were not voluntary, she always felt an indescribable peace of mind when facing Mr. Mo.

The man lowered his head, as if trying to see through the darkness to see the sleeping face of the girl in his arms.

There seemed to be a faint smile on his lips.

It was as if he had been looking forward to this moment for a long, long time…

In her sleep, the girl muttered, "Jiang Sheng…"

The man's smile froze.

He looked at the girl in a daze for a long time. He gently pushed her away and covered her with the blanket. Then, he got out of bed, picked up his coat, and left.