3 Chapter 3 Pacified

"Don't move, let me eat it..." Yan Qingruo cooed, hugging her "ice cream," her voice laced with the pretense of whining.

Chen Qianmo's resolute and stern gaze began to melt away in her eyes...

His heart, too, was melting in the purity of her innocent eyes, softening in one place and hardening in another.

No matter what her purpose for coming was, at this moment, it gave him an irresistible urge.

"Let me eat it... let me have it, mmm, is that okay?" she murmured, as if pleading softly.

Chen Qianmo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lifted her delicate chin. "For you to eat!"

"Mmm..." Yan Qingruo nodded repeatedly, about to say something when her glistening red lips were sealed by the man's cool, thin lips, silencing any further words.

Pain invaded her senses, and Yan Qingruo clenched her hands into two tight little fists.

Chen Qianmo loomed over her, noting her furrowed brows that conveyed the expression of one who had just tasted a sour, unripe lemon, causing the corners of his mouth to widen involuntarily.

He never knew he could meet a woman, one who could make him smile, thus softening the hardness of his facial features...

His large hand gently pried open each of her fingers, one by one, intertwining them with his...

This affectionate and tender gesture soothed Yan Qingruo, causing her to relax continuously... to surrender...

Next to them was a room on the now-empty thirty-sixth floor of the Chen Family's building, with no one else but Chen Qianmo and Yan Qingruo present.

Even all the subordinates, after clearing the scene, avoided it when they saw what was happening.

Yan Qingruo felt like a small boat on a turbulent sea, powerless against the relentless waves, simply letting herself move with their rhythm;

The feeling of drifting on the ocean continued, making her feel unfamiliar yet somewhat comforted by the push of the waves.

The sounds of the surging waves seemed to immerse her deeper into the sea, farther and farther away...

Her heart, like a sandcastle on the beach, with each impact of the waves, crumbled on the shore, blending into the sea...

After an indeterminable amount of time, a cellphone ringtone disrupted his focus, and Chen Qianmo finally released her to answer the call. "Hello, speak."

On the phone, a subordinate said a few words, then added, "Mr. Mo, we don't have much time."

"I'm on my way," Chen Qianmo replied as he put down the phone and casually donned his shirt.

Reflected in the mirror was his perfect physique, with distinct abs and a healthy, youthful, wheat-colored skin.

The well-tailored, high-quality shirt accentuated his already impeccable figure, making him appear even more strikingly handsome.

He glanced down at the girl on the bed, who still hadn't awakened. Her three thousand strands of black hair spread across the pillow, smooth and lustrous.

Her glasses, which were quite bothersome, had already been removed by him and thrown onto the desk nearby.

Without her glasses, she lay with her eyes closed, her eyelids stretched into long, soft lines, presenting a vision of delicate beauty.

Her eyelashes curled up, resembling a resting butterfly in their loveliness.

A smile appeared on Chen Qianmo's normally stoic face. She seemed like an innocent deer that had trespassed onto his territory.

Now that he had had her, well, woman, be prepared to be devoured over and over again!

But... if the Chen Family thought they could use her to force him into submission, they were utterly mistaken!

Still, he bent down, removed a cufflink, and placed it next to her glasses on the bedside table.

The cufflink bore his personal emblem, an M.

When she woke up and reached for her glasses, she would see it.

It was as if he was declaring his ownership, leaving his cufflink behind for her!