<h4>Chapter 429: Tell Me If You Love Your Husband</h4>


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    “Huo Beichen, where did you go?” Jun Xiling tugged Huo Beichen’s sleeves. She naively puckered her red lips. “Don’t go, Grandpa said Karghalik has many fun ces to y. Can you take me out to y? I want to go now.”


    Huo Beichen’s face was impatient and extremely annoyed. “Miss Jun, since you said my grandpa told you that, how about you find grandpa yourself and ask him to bring you, ok?”


    “You!”


    Huo Beichen pursed his lips and retracted his arm. “Miss Jun, I don’t like to go out to y. The only thing I like to y is... with women. One day I’ll bring you to a ce and call a few yboys to apany you, how about that?”


    Jun Xiling was extremely angry. She stamped her foot in anger. “Huo Beichen, you’re despicable!”


    Huo Beichen raised her eyebrow and sneered, “Good that you know. Don’t disturb me in the future.”


    He left immediately after.


    ...


    <i>In the sports car.</i>


    After being reprimanded by his father, Li An had driven off in his sports car.


    Li An was on the phone and barked into the phone, “Qin Yawen, didn’t you say that since Gu Mohan has left the Gu family, he was nothing to be scared of? I even tried to provoke Tang Mo’er. What now? F*ck. I can’t afford to f*ck around with Gu Mohan. Tang Mo’er is even involved with the Jun family, I nearly died!”


    Qin Yawen’s voice sounded at the end of the phone. “Young Master Li, Gu Mohan and Tang Mo’er are really nothing to be afraid of. As long as you’re more daring, you will be able to sleep with Tang Mo’er...”


    “Whatever, I won’t do this anymore. You’re pissing me off!” Li An cursed and hung up the phone.


    He stepped on the elerator and increased his speed. At that moment, he suddenly noticed that he was followed by a limited edition Ferrari sports car. It was dazzling red—shy and captivating.


    Li An’s heart jumped. Wasn’t it... Huo Beichen’s sports car?


    Just now, all his brothers had said Huo Beichen was extremely reputable. In fact, the Li family could notpare to the Huo family. Huo Beichen was the real dictator of Karghalik while he was just an individual taking advantage of his father’s power to fool around.


    Huo Beichen was handsome enough for many beautiful women to throw themselves at him. All he needed was to pick the woman he wanted.


    There was a vast difference between Huo Beichen and him.


    Li An did not know why Huo Beichen followed him. Boom. His heart palpitated wildly as the Ferrari hit his car directly.


    Li An’s head mmed towards the windscreen. The engine seemed to rupture and his car burst into angry sparks as he gritted his teeth in pain.


    What the f*ck?! What was Huo Beichen trying to do?


    He was obviously just a bully.


    At this moment, the door of the Ferrari opened. Huo Beichen stretched out his legs and walked over with a wooden baton in his hand. The cold wind swayed his ck leather jacket, adding on some form of animosity and viciousness.


    He walked over and pulled opened Li An’s car door. Without saying anything, he mmed the wooden baton onto Li An.


    “Arghhhhh!!!!” Li An screamed in agony. He begged, “Mr Huo, let me off. I don’t dare to do it again, I’m sorry...”


    After ten minutes of beating him up, Huo Beichen stood straight and threw the wooden baton onto the floor and left in his Ferrari sports car.


    Li An was taught such a painful lesson. Never would he have thought Huo Beichen would smash into his car and beat him up.


    This Karghalik’s dictator was extremely ruthless.


    ...


    <i>In the Champagne Apartments.</i>


    Gu Mohan helped Tang Mo’er unbutton the coat. He pursed his lips and ask indifferently, “What did Jun Chulin tell you today?”


    Tang Mo’er stood awkwardly and quirked her beautiful lips. She stretched out her pinky and hooked his finger, “Mr Gu,e over and I’ll tell you.”


    Gu Mohan raised his eyebrow and leaned over, cing his ears near her mouth.


    Tang Mo’er tiptoed and pecked his cheeks forcefully.


    The wrinkles on Gu Mohan were visible, revealing the joyful and mature side of him. However, he coughed and chided her, “Mrs Gu, tell me. Don’t think you can avoid it with just a kiss!”


    Tang Mo’er stretched out her hands and hugged her neck. She smiled brightly, “Mr Gu, why didn’t you ask me if you had any doubt? Let me tell you, nothing happened in the hotel room that day. Young Master Jun is a gentleman, he did not even touch me at all.”


    This answer made Gu Mohan’s handsome face rx in an instant. He knew she had just been putting on an act.


    She belonged to him.


    However, he felt slightly triggered. He slid his fingers down her curves and squeezed her waist, “You have such a good impression of Jun Chulin? If he’s a gentleman, then what am I, hm?”


    Tang Mo’er felt pain. He used so much force that her waist was about to turn red from his pinching.


    Struggling in his arms, she wanted to break free from him and her delicate voice whimpered, “You’re just jealous. Let go of me, you’re making it hurt.”


    “It hurts already?”


    Gu Mohan turned her around and pinned her to the wall. Pah! He pped her ass.


    “Tell me quickly. Did you hook up with other men behind my back? You’re so beautiful that the moment I’m gone, other men try to hook you up!”


    Gu Mohan’s pupils darkened. Jun Chulin and Huo Beichen had given her lustful looks in the bar.


    Tang Mo’er felt pain. He had hit her ass!


    It was true that Jun Chulin was a gentleman. “Mr Gu, you’re just a big pervert!”


    She boldly said what she thought of him.


    Pervert?


    Hearing her words made Gu Mohan quirked his lips, he stood behind her and pped her ass once again. “So what if I’m a big pervert? So, do you love that gentleman Jun Chulin or your perverted husband?”


    Tang Mo’er grabbed the wall helplessly, and she almost screamed in pain.


    Those two ps really hurt.


    Gu Mohan hugged her from behind and his thin lipsnded on her delicate face while grabbing her soft hands. Not letting her speak, he cut in hoarsely, “You smashed the sofast night and now you want to break the wall? Be good. You can break the wall, but just don’t hurt yourself. I’ll feel bad for you.”


    Tang Mo’er bit her lower lip, her tender voice sounded, “I can never beat you if you want to provoke other women, but you’d better exin clearly what’s up with you and the eldest daughter of the Jun family.”