"'Mo Chuan… Stop … Don't…' Hearing the mixed message of rejection and invitation from the female voice inside the room, Luo Luo's hand holding the doorknob is uncontrollably trembling slightly.

'You don't want to? Your body seems to be more honest than your mouth, baby. You're really fantastic.' The man's voice struck her chest like a sharp knife, making her in unbearable pain.

'Be...Be gentle...'

'You want me to slow down one moment, and speed up the next. What exactly do you want?'

'Annoying...'

Luo Luo is not a naive, unknowing girl; she understood very well what they were doing at this moment.

'Mo Chuan, when can we be together openly and uprightly? I feel I've let down my sister.' After what felt like eternity, Luo Luo finally gathered the courage to quietly peep through the partially opened door. Her eyes meet the sight of a half-naked woman leaning on a man's muscular body.

Seeing this, Luo Luo felt dizzy instantly. Her body swayed and she almost fell to the ground.

'Miss Luo, what brings you here? The CEO, he… ' The secretary seems to have realized something, quickly covered her mouth, shook her head and said, 'I... I don’t know anything.'

'Sister!'

'Luo Luo!'

Upon hearing the voices outside, the people in the room were shocked. Mo Chuan immediately pushed the woman on him away and quickly walked towards Luo Luo.

'Don't touch me!' Luo Luo, angry and terrified, looked at the varying degrees of scratch marks on his body, she felt it was disgusting.

'Let me explain.'

'Explain what? Explain how you started a relationship with my beloved younger sister, or how you betrayed me on the eve of our grand wedding, or perhaps explain how you, who is supposed to be abroad on a business trip, are now in the office?' Luo Luo held back the tears welling up in her eyes, and she almost yelled uncontrollably.

"Sister, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have fallen in love with Mo Chuan. It's all my fault, please forgive me. This has nothing to do with Mo Chuan." At some point, Xie Yiting had walked to the door, tightly gripping Luoluo's arm, half-kneeling on the ground, her tears falling like rain, "This was really the first time, sister, I owe you an apology."

The first time? The sight of the varying degrees of love bites on Xie Yiting’s body really brought out the irony.

"Let go!"

"Sister, if you don't forgive me, I will kneel here forever."

Slap!

Without any hesitation, Luoluo slapped her across the face, leaving a bright red mark on her delicate face.

"Enough, Luoluo!" Tang Mo Chuan instinctively shielded Xie Yiting behind him, his originally guilt-filled face turning ashen due to her slap, "We've been together for seven years. Apart from holding hands and kissing, you wouldn't even let me touch you. More so, I am a normal man, and I have needs. If it wasn't Yiting, it would have been someone else."

Slap! Without any hesitance, Luoluo fiercely slapped his face again in response to his words.

"So, this is your reason for betraying me?" Luoluo suddenly laughed amidst her crying, "Tang Mo Chuan, this is your reason for choosing her over me? Because I wasn't intimate enough? Because I was too conservative? So, these past years, it is I who should apologize to you. What an irony.”

"You dare to hit me!"

As the eldest of the Feng family, when had Tang Mo Chuan ever been humiliated like this before? His handsome face instantly contorted in anger, and he tightly grabbed Luoluo's wrist. "Luoluo, don't cross the line!"

Slap! Another slap. Luoluo lifted her head defiantly, her eyes full of disdain. "So what, Tang Mo Chuan? I hit you. It's the price you have to pay for betraying our seven-year relationship."

At this moment, the man seemed truly outraged; his eyes were almost spitting fire. His hand was raised high, but before he could land his slap, he was held back by Xie Yiting, "Mo Chuan, don't! My sister didn't mean to."

Luoluo looked at the stopped hand with a mocking smile on her face, experiencing heartache like never before. She didn't doubt for a second that he had wanted to hit her. Breathing in deeply, "Tang Mo Chuan, the wedding next month... is canceled."

"You dare!" The invites had been sent out, if she backed out of the wedding now, wouldn't he, Tang Mo Chuan, become a laughingstock of everyone?

As if she had heard the funniest joke, Luo Luo forcefully pulled her hand from his tight grip, her face resolute. "I'd rather marry a man I do not love than one who has betrayed me."

With that said, she rushed out without looking back.

...

Once she left the office building, the tears Luo Luo had held back finally fell.

Until late at night, after a whole day of exhaustion, Luo Luo glanced at her cell phone. One hundred and three missed calls. She scoffed and simply added him to the blacklist. When she lifted her head, the sight in front of her left her pale.

Staring at the raging fire in front of her, Luo Luo, trembling, staggered a few steps, clenched her fist, and glared at the nonchalant man standing in her periphery.

Like a madwoman, Luo Luo threw herself at him. "Tang MoChuan... have you... have you gone mad?... This... this is my only home. You let it to be set on fire..."

"Luo Luo, you forced me to do this," Tang MoChuan said, his face stern as he forcefully grabbed her hand. "Come back home with me."

Luo Luo forcefully pushed him away. "Go back? To where? To see how you and my beloved sister love each other and betray me?"

She nearly lost control. "Tang MoChuan, I 've let go. I've made way for the two of you. Am I wrong for that? What great grudge do you have against me that you treat me this way? Tell me!"

Her parents were severely ill and have been in a coma in the hospital. The high medical bills have already left her breathless. Now, he was adding insult to injury, setting her one and only home on fire.

"Luo Luo, if you could forget what happened this morning, I’ve told you before that I can handle your parents’ medical fees. You don't have to work so hard every day... After all, I still love you."

"You love me?" She scoffed. "If you love me, why did you treat me this way? You got together with my closest sister before we got married. To get me to go back with you, you even ruined my house. Tang MoChuan, I never thought you would be this despicable!"

The man squinted his eyes, looking displeasedly at the fuming woman, "I should remind you, if your dad doesn't have surgery soon, he can barely last a week..."

"You shut up." Terrified, Luo Luo covered her ears. "Unless I die, I won’t marry you."

"Take her away!" Tang MoChuan coldly ordered. Just then, a few men in black suits were about to step forward...

At this moment, a black Lincoln stopped in front of her. Luo Luo opened her tearful eyes to observe the man inside the car. Dressed entirely in a rare, perfectly tailored Kiton suit that highlighted his sublime physique and noble behavior, this man exuded a formidable aura. With Italian handmade leather shoes on his feet, this man was unlike any she'd ever seen. In terms of appearance alone, he was flawless. Luo Luo used to think that Tang MoChuan was exceptionally handsome, but he paled in comparison to the man before her.

He smiled with mischief as he loosely leaned his wrist against the car window. Though his features were soft and beautiful, the aloof demeanor pushed people a thousand miles away. This, coupled with his slightly upturned corner of the mouth, added a bit of wildness and unruly charm to him, making him even more entrancingly sexy.

Unmoved by the situation, Tang Han coldly glanced at the astounded Han Yunfei. He was completely drenched in an aura of coldness. "Get in the car!"

Luo Luo was stunned. Her instincts told her this man was undoubtedly capable of rivalling Tang MoChuan. Without thinking much, she went to open the car door. He slowly looked up at her, his icy gaze full of apparent distaste. He coldly ordered, "Sit in the front!" He didn't like women too close to him.

Biting her lip and ignoring her discomfort, Luo Luo was just about to get into the car when she heard a startled voice beside her. It was Tang MoChuan, who had been standing by her side, looking at the cold yet wickedly charming man in the car, "Li...Little Uncle? When did you return to the country?"

"I'm here to pick up my woman, any problem?" Tang Han lazily glanced at Tang MoChuan's shocked expression. He lowered his head leisurely, adjusting his shirt cuffs. "Why aren't you in the car yet?"

Luo Luo paused, although she had many questions, she chose to trust him unconditionally because she had no other options!