"Why don't you tell him that you never took Dong Qin's million dollars?"
Jian Ran: "..."
The man's ink-dark eyes were piercing, his burning gaze fixed intently on her.
In fact, Gu Mochen had always known, yet he acted like a sovereign watching her, a trapped beast ensnared in his embrace.
Jian Ran tried to struggle out of the man's arms, but Gu Mochen used his free left hand to directly pin hers behind her back.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, rubbing, and provoking.
"Hmm?"
Listening to the suggestive words of the man, Jian Ran slightly closed her beautiful eyes. It seemed she wouldn't get a reprieve today unless she responded to Gu Mochen's satisfaction.
"There's no need. Our breakup was purely due to emotional problems, unrelated to anyone else. Besides, we've already broken up. Whether I took Dong Qin's million doesn't matter anymore."
With that, Jian Ran's beautiful eyes shimmered with clarity, and she showed no intention of evasion.
Indeed...