927 If You Look Again, I’ll Dig Out Your Eyes
Mo Kaicheng’s words sounded like human words.

Han Yin’s face was filled with doubt. “You said you were chasing me?”
“Yes!” Mo Kaicheng nodded quickly and countered, “If I wasn’t chasing you, why would I keep looking for you? Why would I give you gifts and flowers?”

Was this how rich second-generation heir pursued someone? Seeing Mo Kaicheng’s confident demeanor, Han Yin started to question herself. After all, she was still young. Even though she grew up in a poor neighborhood, her life wasn’t too difficult. She had both parents who loved her dearly. She also had Shen Hanxing, Xiao Yu, and Chu Feng protecting her. Therefore, she had a pure heart and didn’t judge people too harshly. Even if she felt that something was off, she simply muttered, “But your approach to pursuing someone is almost like forcefully snatching a common girl…” What she was hesitant to say was that she felt Mo Kaicheng wanted to keep her as his mistress. Otherwise, why would he intentionally invite the entire cast to dinner and hint to the director that she should drink with him? If the director hadn’t been honest and rejected him, Han Yin would have smashed a beer bottle on Mo Kaicheng’s head! And the constant flowers and gifts he sent, without caring whether she liked them or not, and the way he blocked her path, insisting that she be with him, and even offering resources and money, this wasn’t how people pursued a romantic relationship!

Mo Kaicheng coldly snorted. If it weren’t for Shen Hanxing, what would it matter if he resorted to force? With Han Yin being a newcomer in the entertainment industry, without any background or connections, he could easily make her desperate, and let her treat him as her savior. And as the novel went, that’s exactly what he did to Han Yin, and he succeeded.

But now, with Shen Hanxing present, Mo Kaicheng had no choice but to speak kindly to Han Yin. “I’ve never seriously pursued anyone before. Maybe the things I’ve done aren’t very likable, but I genuinely like you. I can change the things you don’t like, and I can also wait for you. Give me a chance.”

Mo Kaicheng spoke in such a humble manner that Han Yin was embarrassed to reject him. It turned out that she had misunderstood him and held biases against him.

At this realization, Han Yin even felt a sense of guilt. Just as she was about to apologize, she heard a cold, mocking laughter. She was too familiar with that voice! Whenever she didn’t want to go to school or made a grave mistake, Shen Hanxing would sneer like that, full of coldness. No one could bear Sister Hanxing’s wrath!

Han Yin shrunk her neck and fell silent.

Shen Hanxing paid no attention to Han Yin’s reaction. She walked towards Mo Kaicheng step by step. Her long, seaweed-like hair gently swayed in the summer night, and her eyes were captivating, her lips full and vibrant. She looked like a nymph in the dark. Despite knowing that Shen Hanxing was someone he couldn’t provoke, Mo Kaicheng’s heart still started beating uncontrollably as he watched her approach.

The most beautiful woman in the world, the best in the world…If Shen Hanxing had not married Ji Yan long ago, he would have…Before Mo Kaicheng could finish his thought, he saw a slender and flawless hand appear in front of him. That slender and fair finger gently pushed away the rose petals that were squeezed together. The gorgeous red roses collided with her slender and fair hand, creating a breathtaking beauty!

Shen Hanxing’s actions seemed effortless as she casually retrieved a card hidden within the rose, and then a mysterious smile appeared on her face, directed at Mo Kaicheng.

How beautiful she was. A woman like her was even fragrant with every breath… Mo Kaicheng’s expression turned ravenous as he gazed foolishly at Shen Hanxing. His mind went blank, leaving only some unspeakable desires.

“You’re seeking death!” Just then, a bone-chilling voice rang out. In the next moment, a tall figure stood in front of Mo Kaicheng, and before he could react, a powerful blow struck his abdomen.

Mo Kaicheng nearly coughed up blood as he fell to the ground, the large bouquet of roses crashing down upon him. However, he had no time to care for it because Ji Yan’s eyes, filled with murderous intent, were fixed on him as if he could dismember him at any moment.

This terrifying sensation made Mo Kaicheng forget the pain in his abdomen. He stiffened, afraid to make a move, and large beads of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

“Trash.” Ji Yan sneered at Mo Kaicheng, his polished shoe brushing against him as if trying to wipe away something filthy. “If you dare to cast that disgusting gaze upon my wife again, I’ll dig out your eyes!”

Mo Kaicheng knew he wasn’t joking. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Shen Hanxing again.