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The Li's Father was not willing to let Li Moshu marry Zhao An, but whether it was due to Li Moshu's reputation or the prestige of her Li Family, he could only agree to Zhao An's request.

"Moshu is upstairs, you go and see her. After all, she is going to marry you, you have to ask her for her opinion."

Hearing that, Zhao An stood up, tidying up his suit jacket, and said: "Alright."

He walked up the stairs and entered Li Moshu's bedroom for the first time. His small eyes flashed with an unfathomable light as he secretly rubbed his hands together and walked into the bedside.

Li Moshu lied on the bed with her back facing the door, she did not know that Zhao An had come in.

"Little darling, are you asleep?"

Until the man's malicious voice entered Li Moshu's ears, he immediately turned around in fright, interrupting Li Moshu's short sleep. He really saw Zhao An standing beside the bed with his arms stretched out, barely able to touch her body.

Li Moshu only felt a wave of nausea and subconsciously retreated to the corner of the bed. Her ankle was grabbed by a pair of big, fat hands, and the man gently used her strength to drag the weak Li Moshu back.

"How did you get in? Let me go! "

Zhao An automatically ignored the fear on her face and indistinctly walked towards her. He didn't even take off his leather shoes as he climbed directly onto her bed.

"I missed you, so I came. Little darling, I haven't seen you for a few days, did you miss me?"

After not seeing Zhao An for the past few days, Zhao An had become more and more greasy!

Li Moshu was unable to struggle free from his grasp, and could only use force to kick him from the back, landing right on his chest, he was not prepared, and was directly kicked off the bed.

Bang! With a loud sound, Zhao An was thrown to the ground.

He grimaced in pain, stood up while clutching his waist, and questioned Li Moshu: "Are you crazy?"

Li Moshu's eyes were filled with tears of fear, but her heart was filled with hatred towards this man: "Bastard, were you the one who leaked the photo?! You're the only one with those pictures! "

The woman's voice was gnashing her teeth, her eyes red, like a little rabbit that had been wronged.

Seeing her current state, Zhao An suddenly softened his heart. He was so magnanimous, not caring about what she did just now, he comforted her softly, "If it wasn't for me, I also don't know how the photo could have been leaked."

This clumsy lie was seen through by Li Moshu: "You're lying, other than you, who else would have these photos? It must be you! Zhao An, I gave you everything you wanted, why are you still treating me like this?! "

In this circle of famous people, she had already become a street rat. Anyone could step on her and make her fall even further, and now that she had fallen to this state, it was all thanks to this detestable man in front of her!

Zhao An's patience gradually faded as his voice lost the gentleness from before. Instead, he said in a cold voice, "I already said that I don't know, what else do you want?"

Li Moshu cried as tears fell onto the bed sheets. She continued to complain, "Zhao, you've gone too far, you've always lied to me, and now you've even made me look like a ghost. If you dare to do it, you won't even dare to admit it!"

She was truly miserable, and could not stop crying.

It was a pity that Zhao An was not someone who was patient in the first place, when he heard that woman had the intention to continue denouncing him, he immediately lowered his face, grabbed the woman's hands, and forcefully pressed them onto her head, admitting: "Yes, so what if I did? "Can you kill me?"