Chapter 6 What would you like to do?

She panicked and stepped back a few paces.

The man before her was noble and stunningly handsome, with a clear and bright face.

How could he be as hideous as the rumors outside suggested!

The injustice of the Creator was all too apparent in him, as he simply wrapped a towel around himself, his muscular contours perfect. The moisture in his tousled hair condensed into droplets, sliding down his chest.

Dangerously sexy.

Qin Mo was dumbstruck, and the kraft paper bag in her hand fell to the ground, revealing the black lace seductive dress that fell out.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

The situation was somewhat awkward.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she forgot to speak.

"Are you really here to be a mistress?"

The man bent down to look at the dress, a slight smirk curling at the corner of his mouth, his cool voice sounded, piercing with an icy chill.

"This...this wasn't my doing."

Qin Mo was at a loss for words, all thanks to that woman Shu Yun. She hurriedly crouched down and gathered the barely-there dress, the fabric numbing her palms as she clutched it.

This wasn't something she prepared, but she was the one who brought it.

"Do you know what you're here for?"

Chu Yiqin asked indifferently, his face stern.

"I..."

Of course, she did.

She had come for Xishan, but the rumors about this man were too terrifying.

"Why don't you speak?"

He took a couple of steps forward, imposingly.

Qin Mo instinctively backed away, her high, narrow heels snagging the cashmere carpet, sending her pitching forward uncontrollably.

In a desperate scramble, she grabbed onto a warm object, finally stabilizing herself.

The white towel was jolted by the impact and fell to the floor, exposing the man's robust body.

His jade-like features seemed to frost over.

"Do you have anything else to explain?"

Chu Yiqin yanked her wrist, and Qin Mo was caught off guard as he pressed her onto the large bed.

The man's fingers squeezed her chin, transferring his scorching heat into her body.

He had just bathed, the pleasant scent emanating from him tunneled right into her nose, leaving her slightly dizzy.

In the quiet space, heat surged, and her heartbeat gradually quickened.

Chu Yiqin's deep eyes captured all her unease and panic; the woman was even more attractive than she was five years ago, those torments had not defeated her.

"I..."

Suddenly, she felt that there was nothing to explain.

She had agreed to come to Lang Ting Xuan; it was just that she wasn't prepared. If... if she could exchange Xishan back...

But, looks can be deceiving; she had never expected him to be this kind of person.

However, that land in Xishan was absolutely untouchable!

She bit her lip, reached out, wrapped her arms around Chu Yiqin's neck, and leaned in, pressing her lips against his thin lips.

A shameful, warm kiss.

A flicker of almost imperceptible surprise passed through Chu Yiqin's eyes; his hand tightened, lifting her waist, her slender body pressed against his sturdy chest.

Qin Mo reflexively pushed against his chest, her body squirming uneasily.

In such a moment, her actions were undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

The man's hoarse voice sounded.

"Young Master Chu, I came for Xishan."

Xishan's land?

So, the bold move was solely for Xishan.

The man's arms pressed against the sides of her head, one leg bent and placed beside her thigh, widening the distance between them.

The cool, clean scent of cold wood enveloped her, and his gaze grew even colder. Qin Mo's long lashes trembled with unease as she thought of those cruel and tormenting techniques in bed, and her body shivered.

"What are you willing to do?"

The question was clear, edged with a biting chill, carrying dormant danger.