Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1594: Chapter 1594: Becoming Increasingly Fragile

What? She actually said his mouth stinks?!

Qi Ruigang glared furiously: ”Mo Lan, you damn woman, you’d better not fall into my hands, or I’ll make you regret it! And you, little brat, I’ll skin you alive, pull your tendons, and make sure you die a miserable death!”

”Smack—” Mo Lan suddenly slapped him across the mouth.

Qi Ruigang froze, glaring—

Mo Lan said coldly, ”When you talk to a child, don’t be so vicious! You’re a grown man bullying a kid—aren’t you ashamed of yourself?”

Him, bullying a kid?

Who’s bullying who here?

Qi Ruigang was so furious he was speechless.

”Mo Lan, don’t think you can be smug for long. Do you really believe Ruan Tianling and the rest can protect you forever? I’ll never let you go in this lifetime. One day, you’ll fall into my hands,” Qi Ruigang sneered darkly, his eyes gleaming with sinister confidence.

Mo Lan’s fingers trembled slightly, and her heart felt uneasy.

The thing she feared most was that he would never let her go.

”What’s wrong, scared? I’ve told you, you’re my woman—always have been, always will be,” Qi Ruigang curled his lips into a smile, one laden with meaning.

Mo Lan sneered coldly, mocking him: ”Your woman? I’ve never acknowledged you as my man. Why are you so shamelessly determined to claim me as your woman? Let me tell you this—I’d rather die than fall into your hands!”

”...” Qi Ruigang pressed his lips together, his expression dark and forbidding.

His pitch-black eyes looked as though he wanted to tear her apart and devour her!

Mo Lan’s voice turned even colder: ”Besides, you’re barely surviving yourself. Whether you can stay alive is still a question, so stop spouting your big talk here!”

”Aunt Mo Lan, you don’t have to pay attention to his words. His mouth stinks so badly, I’ll come every day to rinse it clean,” Ansel said with an adorably sweet smile.

Mo Lan nodded in complete agreement: ”I think it’s not just his filthy mouth that needs cleansing. His arrogant brain also needs a good wash, as does his dirty, rotten heart! Actually, scratch that—his entire body, down to every strand of hair, needs scrubbing!”

”Then I guess I’ll have to stop by a few extra times every day,” Ansel replied with an elegant and innocent smile.

Qi Ruigang clenched his fists tightly, his chest heaving with anger as he stared only at Mo Lan.

For some reason, the things Mo Lan said today left a heavy knot in his chest.

If he could move right now, he would have pounced on her and pinned her down, letting her see for herself whether his mouth stank or his body was dirty.

When it came to staring contests, Mo Lan wasn’t his equal.

She didn’t want to linger here any longer, anyway.

”Junchen, let’s go.” She grabbed Ansel’s hand and turned to leave.

Qi Ruigang suddenly demanded in a chilling tone, ”Why did you set me up that day?”

Mo Lan’s footsteps paused, but she didn’t turn back.

Qi Ruigang stared at her intensely, as if unwilling to let go: ”Why did you set me up?!”

At the time, he had truly believed she poisoned him and truly thought she was going to die.

He’d acted like a fool, rushing to save her without even holding her poisoning him against her.

In the end, it had all been an act, a setup orchestrated to trap him.

All he wanted to know was why they had schemed against her.

Mo Lan turned back with a cold smile: ”You care about others scheming against you? Isn’t that something you’re the best at?”

”...”

”We schemed against you—are you heartbroken, devastated?” Mo Lan’s gaze was indifferent. ”Qi Ruigang, your heart is really getting more and more fragile these days, isn’t it?”

Qi Ruigang’s eyes darkened. In Mo Lan’s eyes, he couldn’t see a single trace of emotion.