Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

But while Lan Qian was bathing, Mo Chen's cell phone rang. He took a look at the caller number, and his eyes, which were originally smiling, instantly turned cold.

"What's the matter?"

He went to the balcony to answer the call, apparently not wanting the girl to hear.

On the other end of the line came a smooth, flattering male voice: "Son, this... you also know your father's situation. I just bet twice today, no, one, just one, but the money... is... it's gone somehow."

Mo Chen's gaze became even colder.

"I just redeemed you this morning and gave you fifty thousand dollars."

"Yes, yes, yes, you just gave me fifty thousand yuan," the voice on the other end was extremely flattering, "but no one can predict what will happen at the gambling table. Give me another fifty thousand, and I will definitely win it back in the next round... the next round!"

Mo Chen lowered his eyes.

The person on the other side waited for a while but didn't hear anything, so his tone immediately became bad: "Mo Chen, I am your biological father! I gave birth to you and raised you for so many years, so what's wrong with asking you for 50,000 yuan!"

"Every time I ask you for money, you drag your feet and are so reluctant. I don't know who you learned this from. Don't you think about it? If it weren't for me, would you have been able to raise you to this age?"

Listening to the cursing voices on the other side, Mo Chen couldn't help but recall the scenes of his childhood, when the little child was beaten again and again by his drunken father, with sticks, fists, and broken bottles...

Covered with scars.

There is a demon at home, and there are also a group of bullying demons at school.

Until...he rebelled for the first time.

Later, he had fewer and fewer wounds, while correspondingly, the wounds on other people's bodies increased.

After that, no one dared to mess with him anymore.

"Don't think I don't know. I saw it last time. You've been working on games for a game company. They paid you a lot of money. I don't want more this time. Just 50,000 yuan."

"Hurry up and transfer the fifty thousand yuan to me, otherwise, I will go to your school to find you and let your teachers and classmates see how an unfilial son like you can ignore your own father!"

The person on the other side has begun to threaten.

Mo Chen's hand tightly grasped the phone, his dark and cold eyes flashed with a sinister look.

No.

Anyone can do it, but Qianqian must not know.

She couldn't let him know about his terrible family and past.

"The money will be transferred to you tonight."

His voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

"That's right, this is my good son. Don't worry, Dad will wait for your money at home and will never go to school to cause you trouble." The other party hung up the phone happily.

Mo Chen pressed the hang-up button expressionlessly.

The coldness and hostility in his eyes did not dissipate.

……

The bathroom door opened.

When Mo Chen heard the voice, he looked up and saw the girl who had just come out of the bath. The girl seemed to have forgotten that there was a man in the room, and she came out wrapped in only a short bath towel.

Exquisite white collarbones, delicate and tender skin, and flawless white legs under the bath towel...

His ears turned slightly red and he quickly looked away.

But his clever brain had already firmly imprinted the image of the girl emerging from the bath in his mind and he could never forget it.

"Qianqian, you...change your clothes first."

Seeing Mo Chen who didn't dare to look at her, Lan Qian smiled imperceptibly: "Okay, then go get me a piece of clothing."

She walked towards him slowly, and as she got closer, Mo Chen couldn't help but tighten his hands slightly. Finally, when she was still one step away from him, he took a coat from the sofa and gently put it on the girl.

Lan Qian looked at the clothes she was wearing and raised her eyes to look at him.

"Don't dress like that in front of a man."

He spoke in a low voice.

Seems to be suppressing something.

Lan Qian raised her eyebrows slightly.

"But I always dress like this."

She remembered that when they were in the small world of the two modern dimensions, this person liked her to dress like this the most. Over time, she developed the habit of coming out of the bath directly wrapped in a bath towel after taking a bath.

Mo Chen's eyes became a little deeper.

"Then Qianqian knows," he suddenly gently put his arms around her slender waist, and put his thin lips close to her ear, "when you appear in front of a man dressed like this, do you know what he is thinking?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Lan Qian seemed to have no idea what he meant.

Mo Chen moved closer to the girl, his lips almost rubbing against her smooth and delicate earlobe. His warm breath seemed to have dyed the entire earlobe of the girl, causing her to tremble slightly.

"What he wants to do most is to make a pure girl like Qianqian..."

His eyes grew darker, but he didn't finish the rest of his words.

That's enough.

Those are not words a girl should hear.

Mo Chen closed his eyes and slowly let go of her. The moment his hands left the girl's slender waist, his body was suddenly hugged tightly, and his hands subconsciously wrapped around the girl's waist again.

"Then will you do it?"

The girl suddenly asked him.

"Would you do that to me?"

She looked up at him, her beautiful eyes as clear as ever, without a trace of impurities.

Mo Chen slightly turned his eyes away, not daring to meet her gaze.

The hands around her waist tightened a little.

"Qianqian..."

He murmured softly.

But there was no answer.

Yes or no, perhaps he himself cannot give the answer.