Mr. Moh To The Rescue

Shen Chengjing was stupefied. Was this the rumored unspoken rule?

"I'm sorry, but I won't take it," she said in a deep tone with cold eyes. Then, she walked up and threw the other piece of clothing onto him.

Lin Hong didn't expect her refusal, and the coldness in her almond-shaped eyes stunned him. Was he scared by her? Impossible. No woman had ever dared to say no to him.

"Hey! What are you doing?" When he pressed himself against her, Shen Chengjing turned pale in fear and struggled wildly, almost gouging his eye out with her fingernails.

"Damn! Shen Chengjing, you want to do it the hard way, huh?" He ducked but got a scratch on his face.

He pushed her viciously, and Shen Chengjing lost her balance and fell to the ground. She quickly got up in fear, but he stepped on the back of her hand.

Lin Hong dragged her up and pressed against her. Frantic, Shen Chengjing picked up a prop by her hand and hit his head with it.

Bang! Disoriented by the blow, he took two steps back.

She pulled open the door in panic to flee but bumped into a body.

A strong hand steadied her body as a unique masculine scent entered her nose. She looked up with a frown and saw a pair of deep dark eyes with endless chill in them.

"You? Oh." She moved back several steps in shock.

How come he is here? The mysterious man was her husband in name, but she couldn't find any information about him. He showed up and vanished without a warning. Could it be that her eyes were playing tricks on her?

Bang! Lin Hong ran up and was thrown away before he knew what was happening. His head began to bleed instantly.

"Do you know who I am? How dare you interfere in my business?"

"Your business?" A strange cold light flashed in Moh Yanchen's eyes as he raised his eyebrows and asked with a sneer, "Do you know the consequences of touching her?"

"Are you going to kill me?" Lin Hong asked in a shaky voice as fear rose in his heart.

Moh Yanchen curled his lips in disdain and looked at Lin Hong with mockery in his eyes. "Kill you? That would be too easy on you."

"What do you want to do?" Lin Hong looked at him warily. He wanted to stand up, but he got lifted off the ground.

"What do I want to do? You'll know very soon," Moh Yanchen said with a vicious smile.

The chill emitting from him was as strong as his presence, making others unable to look at him. Frightened, Lin Hong's legs turned into jelly, and he wetted his pants.

"He's yours to take care of," Moh Yanchen said gravely.

"Yes, sir. You will be satisfied," Wu Hao said and dragged Lin Hong out.

The atmosphere was now a little weird with only the two of them in the rehearsal room.

"Ahem." She coughed to cover up the awkwardness.

Moh Yanchen walked up, took off his coat, and draped it around her shoulders. "Do you want to be an actress?"

"Yeah." She lowered her head with awkwardness and frustration. Then, she mustered some courage and asked, "Who on earth are you?"

She was still puzzled by the mysterious disappearance of the evidence of violence on the street and his sudden vanishing; she just knew nothing about him.

"Moh Yanchen. My name is on the marriage certificate," he introduced himself and reminded her kindly.

"…"

"Are you shy?" He raised his handsome brows and gazed at her with his deep cold eyes as he asked her in his magnetic voice, "Shen Chengjing, are you so timid? Then why did you come here to meet someone by yourself?"

"Who knew that he was a pervert."

"Damn!" Moh Yanchen suddenly grabbed her hand and saw that the back of her hand was red and swollen; he had murderous intent in his eyes.

"Hey! What are you doing?" He carried her on his shoulder and strode out of the room.

"Shut up," he ordered in a harsh tone.

She struggled and then hid her head in the coat, afraid to be seen by the other students.

The black coat had his scent on it. I hate the smell of tobacco, but this faint scent is good, Shen Chengjing thought.