Ji Mo was on the terrace outside the banquet, opening the open-air glass and looking at the night sky. His handsome side face was as cold as Shura.
Mu Baoer didn't have the courage to speak. She made two fatal mistakes today. One was blatantly deceiving Ji Mo, and the other was blatantly provoking him in front of Han Lie and the others. No matter which one, it was enough to make this cold man
Take action against her.
But Ji Mo didn't even mention this matter. Instead, he asked coldly behind her back: "What are you doing looking for Feng Guishui? Last time he wanted to keep you, weren't you scared to death, and today you took the initiative to look for him."
"I..." She knew that she couldn't tell her life experience, but she couldn't think of any other reason to respond. She couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. In desperation, she could only say, "I just want to ask him about Kazama Hong's recent situation.
Fengjian Hong is kind to me at least."
"Is it that simple?" Ji Mo turned around instantly, his bottomless dark eyes locked onto hers, and his sharp sight was like a knife, which was frightening.
Mu Baoer's heart trembled, knowing that he must have doubted her. This reason was not very reasonable, but she had not done anything to regret him, so she felt confident.
So she raised her head and said, "It's as simple as that. If you don't believe me, nothing I say will be of any use."
"Humph, are you worthy of my trust? You performed really well in the play this afternoon."
Ji Mo came to her in an instant, his handsome face was filled with chills, and his tall figure shrouded her body, so oppressive that she could hardly breathe.
She couldn't help feeling cold and wanted to retreat, but he grabbed her wrist and couldn't move. She could only force herself to accept his cold gaze with a pale face.
"You cried so miserably and fabricated a miserable life experience to ask me to let you go. Are you trying every possible means just to ask Feng Gushui about Feng Jianhong? Besides, how do you know Feng Gushui?
Will appear at this banquet. Bao'er, do you really think that I am a fool who you can play with?"
Ji Mo squeezed her hand tighter. It was in vain that he was so soft-hearted this afternoon and was even worried about her severe stomachache.
It turned out that he had fallen into her beauty trap by accident. This kind of little trick could not fool him normally, but at that time she cried so truly and sadly that he believed it and was moved by a rare feeling of compassion.
Women are indeed good at acting, but she is probably just a pretentious person. He has underestimated her after all.
"..." Mu Baoer was speechless. Ji Mo was so shrewd, so naturally he didn't believe it. And what could she do now!
"No matter what I did, I didn't do anything to harm you." She didn't agree to let things go, and she didn't betray him. She had a clear conscience.
Ji Mo smiled sarcastically: "It's up to me to judge whether it harms me or not. You just need to tell the truth."
"..." Mu Baoer knew that explanation would have no effect, so he simply remained silent.
Seeing her silence, Ji Mo's eyes became even colder, and he clasped her chin: "Your attitude of not confessing to death makes people want to shoot you. But even if you talk harshly, if you deal with harsh people, Sun Crown
There are many solutions in this organization."
He rarely trusts people, and once he trusts them, they will gain his deepest respect. But if someone dares to violate his trust, then don't expect him to be merciful. He also gave her a chance to confess, but she gave up.
Ji Mo let her go and walked back to the banquet.
Mu Baoer was shocked. Looking at Ji Mo's cold back, thinking of the torture Ling Kong suffered, his face turned even paler.