The day before yesterday, Mo Zhan Ting was the one who told her to call the police and notify reporters to come over to report Gu Lan Qing's prostitution in the Imperial Palace.

"I only want to use her tonight." Mo Zhan Ting placed his fingers on Gu Lan Qing's small face, stroking her skin that was even softer than a peeled egg.

He could not wait to enjoy her and ordered Tian Jianong, "Scram!"

"Good, good, good! "I'll get lost now!" Tian JianRong looked at Mo Zhan Ting's anxious expression and reminded him again, "Mr. Mo, don't forget what you promised me."

"Don't worry, after tonight, you will be the second female disciple of Immortal Path. With Wan Ying as your escort, you will definitely become a big shot. " Mo Zhan Ting opened the cheque.

Big red, big purple …

This was her dream for many years.

Tian Jiangrong left happily.

Mo Zhan Ting couldn't wait to unbutton Gu Lan Qing's shirt as he moved down her chin.

A pair of colourful eyes were like small knives as they stared fixedly at her slender neck.

"So hot …" Gu Lanqing felt as if she had fallen into a bonfire. The burning sensation came from the depths of her bones.

It made her sick.

Anxious, she tried to roll over, but her shoulder was gripped by a big palm.

She jerked her head away. "What are you doing here?"

Mo Zhan Ting kissed Gu Lan Qing's neck.

He impatiently unbuttoned her shirt and rubbed her body, "How can I satisfy you if I'm not here?"

Mo Zhan Ting smiled obscenely.

Tian Jianrong's sneering face flashed across Gu Lan Qing's mind. She suddenly understood that Tian Jiangrong had sent her to Mo Zhan's bed!

The heat in her abdominal cavity seemed to have turned into thick, fresh blood, and was firmly stuck in Gu Lanqing's throat.

"Why?" She bit down hard on her lips to keep her mind clear from the intense pain.

His fingers were constantly stroking the air.

"Who let you block Wan Ying's way!" Mo Zhan Ting ripped apart her shirt, his snow-white skin dazzling Mo Zhan Ting's eyes.

A silver light flashed in his eyes as he pulled Gu Lanqing's leg away and pressed his down. "If it weren't for you, Wan Ying would have married Huo Yan five years ago." Now that she is pregnant with Huo Yan's child, you are still pestering him. What? Are you so lacking in men? I'll let you be satisfied now. "

He grabbed Gu Lanqing's chin and prepared to give her a kiss.

"Little bitch, you actually dared to hit me!" He covered his head with his hands, and blood slowly flowed from his head.

Gu Lan Qing ignored Mo Zhan Ting's insults. She staggered out of the bed and ran out of the room.

Because of the effects of the medicine, her strength was very weak and she only broke Mo Zhan Ting's head. She didn't do anything to him.

Breathing rapidly, she used all her strength to run, but her weak legs felt like they had been lead. The unbearable heat came from between her legs.

She couldn't run fast at all.

Behind him, the sound of Mo Zhan Ting's footsteps could be heard, "You're still running! I must play you to death tonight! "

She could not help but turn around. Mo Zhan Ting's bloodied face was as sinister as a ghost that sought her life.

If she was really going to be humiliated by Mo Zhan Ting, she would rather die.

He ran into a hard embrace and a familiar voice came from above his head, "Why are you running?"

She raised her eyes and saw Huo Yan's handsome yet sinister face.

The face that always made her feel fear and disgust actually made her feel safe.

His small hands tightly held onto his waist as she said in despair, "Huo Yan, save me …" "Save me …"

Huo Yan wrapped his arm around her slender waist, then lifted his eyes to look at the man who was chasing after Gu Lanqing. She was wrapped in a bath towel, and there were small wounds on her forehead.

His eyes narrowed with cold.

When Mo Zhan Ting saw that it was Huo Yan, his heart skipped a beat. Then, he openly asked Huo Yan for the woman, "Huo Yan, give this woman to me. She said she was going to sleep with me tonight. "

"I didn't!" Gu Lanqing lifted her small face as she spoke hastily.

"Huo Yan, can you please get me out of my beautiful bed so that I can tune up the video of the Bright Moon Club so that I can disturb Young Master Mo's good fortune?" Standing behind Huo Yan, Guan Minglie was chewing on a cigarette. His shirt was loose, and his eyebrows were raised; his face was filled with displeasure.

No one would be happy to be called out when they were happily galloping. The Bright Moon Society was his personal property.

"I really don't dare to disturb you." Mo Zhan Ting smiled, revealing his white teeth as he glared at Gu Lan Qing, "But this woman is indeed mine tonight."

The sound of footsteps sounded again. He raised his eyes to look, and his heart jumped again.

Lu Lingfeng walked over with Tian Jiangrong by his arm. Fear was written all over Tian Jiangrong's face.

He pointed at Tian Jianong and said, "If you don't believe me, ask this woman. She is an artist from Gu Lan Qing. Gu Lan Qing told me to make this woman the second female disciple of the Immortal Path and then accompany me for the night. I found out she had a camera installed in her room. "

Mo Zhan Ting's words immediately made Huo Yan tighten his grip on Gu Lan Qing's waist.

Gu Lan Qing felt a twinge of pain. She raised her head and met Huo Yan's stormy eyes. She immediately said, "I didn't!"

The so called camera might have touched Huo Yan's reverse scale.

"That is indeed the case. The camera was installed by Qing Qing and me. Qing Qing said she would give Mr. Mo a fairy jump tonight. With that video, in the future, Mr. Mo will listen to her arrangements, and I will successfully become the second female lead on the immortal path! " Even though Tian JianRong hadn't compared her lines with Mo Hongting's, she knew what she should say now.

"Tian Jianrong!" Gu Lanqing stared at Tian Jianrong with bloodshot eyes.

This was her good friend, her best friend!

"What else do you have to say?" A cold voice echoed out from the top of his head.

Gu Lan Qing suddenly trembled. Her red eyes met Huo Yan's deep, emotionless gaze.

He didn't believe her.

Even though Xu Tingsheng had slandered her earlier on, he still didn't believe her.

Not to mention that this time, there was also her so-called good friend and close friend to correct her.

She smiled sadly. "Does it matter what I say?"

When she tried to push Huo Yan away, she knew that she couldn't rely on anyone when Ye Zichen was gone.

The only person she could rely on was herself.

Just as he was about to push Huo Yan's chest away, he was suddenly caught in his arms once again.

A low curse came again, "Gu Lanqing, are you an idiot? Or am I stupid? Where's your tongue from before? Now that you're here to defend yourself, you're not going to argue anymore. "

"What do you mean?" Her eyelashes trembled. Her brain, which had been burned by the medicinal properties of the pill, could not react in time.