Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1697: Chapter 1697: Lions Can Also Be Tamed

Mo Lan’s eyes were dazed, her gaze unfocused, so she saw nothing.

Qi Ruigang held her, his voice hoarse as he explained, “I’ve heard that 99% of women who watch this film have a reaction, no matter how frigid they are. Many relationships have been salvaged by this film, and I’ve specifically had it sent over. How do you feel after watching it?”

Turns out he forced her to watch adult films to overcome her frigidity.

Mo Lan replied with no warmth, “Did the people who conducted the survey further investigate whether those 99% of women are all normal women?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not a normal woman; I’m not within that 99%. Qi Ruigang, you’ve twisted my life, and I can never be normal again.”

Qi Ruigang wiped off the smile from his lips, pressing them tightly together.

“Turn it off, I really don’t feel anything; I’m no longer a woman.”

She’s just a walking corpse; her soul had long since died.

A sudden pang seized Qi Ruigang’s heart—

Breathing became difficult once more.

In the past, no matter what Mo Lan said or did, he felt nothing, treating everything with cold indifference.

Yet now, nine out of ten sentences she uttered pierced his heart, making him restless and uncomfortable.

Had he really gone too far in the past?

Had her life really been twisted by him?

Qi Ruigang wanted to ask her, but just couldn’t bring himself to speak.

In silence, he let go of her, using the remote to turn off the television.

Mo Lan felt a weight lifted, immediately moving to sleep on the edge, pulling the blanket to cover her body.

Qi Ruigang stared at the back of her head, thinking that she avoided him like he was a wild beast.

He didn’t like her avoiding him; being constantly rejected by her felt terrible.

He embraced her from behind, speaking in a deep voice, “Since I’ve twisted your life, then I’ll take responsibility for it.”

Mo Lan’s eyes flashed with surprise; the change in Qi Ruigang was immense.

Yet, she wouldn’t be naive enough to believe in the lie that a lion can be tamed.

Coldly closing her eyes, Mo Lan didn’t care about his thoughts or intentions; she refused to play this emotional game with him.

Because she had no feelings—

…

After a night’s sleep, they were nearing London.

Disembarking, standing once more on the land where she grew up, Mo Lan felt no sense of returning home.

In this world, there was no place she could call home.

Inside the car, Mo Lan spoke softly, “I want to call Ansel, just to let them know I’m safe and they needn’t worry about me.”

Qi Ruigang didn’t refuse, handing her the phone.

He wasn’t afraid at all that Ruan Tianling and the others would know Mo Lan was in his grasp.

As long as they were back in London, as long as he and Mo Lan were still married, no one could interfere in their affairs.

Mo Lan dialed Ansel’s number, and the call was quickly connected.

“Hello?” Ansel’s voice was tense, as the number was a London one.

He thought it was his daddy or mummy calling.

“Ansel, it’s me.”

“Mo Lan Aunt?!” Ansel exclaimed in surprise, “Mo Lan Aunt, you’re in London?”

“Yes, I’ve returned to London. Don’t worry about me, I’m fine.”

“Was it Qi Ruigang who brought you back?!”

“Yes. Ansel, tell your daddy and your family that I’m doing well and they shouldn’t worry.”

“Mo Lan Aunt… I’m sorry, I didn’t protect you well.” Ansel said, ashamed.