Chapter 17: Chapter 17 Being Your Wife

Editor: Larbre Studio

So when she returned here, she felt very dazed, as if she had stepped into another lifetime.

As soon as she followed Shang Shi into the living room, Mo Jun saw the man leaning against the sofa.

Hao Yansen had changed outfits and was now dressed in just a simple white shirt and black trousers. He had carelessly rolled up the sleeves, revealing his wheat-colored, sturdy arms.

His well-defined, slender hands were gently crossed in front of his nose, and his deep eyes scrutinized her unabashedly, like a supreme being in a position of absolute dominance.

He was like a predator lurking in the darkness, zeroing in on his prey.

Even though he had said and done nothing, he exuded a very strong sense of oppression.

However, Mo Jun wasn’t afraid of him at all.

Instead, she found this side of him…extremely sexy!

What’s more, her gaze was locked onto him, unable to look away.

They had only been apart for an hour or two, yet it felt to her like they had been separated for a long time.

The sheer joy of seeing him alive and well once again could not be understated in Mo Jun’s heart.

Uncontrollably, she stared at him, a sweet, tender smile crossing her face.

Hao Yansen’s eyes suddenly darkened. “You know me! Speak, who are you really, and what is your purpose in approaching me?”

By this point, he was one hundred percent certain that the woman before him knew him, and was not a stranger.

Yet he knew absolutely nothing about her.

Mo Jun complied readily with his question, “My name is Mo Jun, and I have no hidden agenda in getting close to you. It’s just that, I want to be your wife.”

Even as she voiced such a direct statement, Mo Jun didn’t show any sign of embarrassment, her expression still calm.

As if it was the most natural thing in the world.

And her words naturally caught Hao Yansen and the others off guard for a moment.

Shang Shi had seen women who were more direct in declaring their love for Hao Yansen, but he had never seen anyone as audaciously matter-of-fact as she was.

She took for granted that Hao Yansen would definitely marry her.

Where did her confidence come from?

Hao Yansen, too, sensed all of this.

His sharp gaze swept over Mo Jun, and he smirked, “There are many women who wish to marry me, your move is not at all fresh.”

“But only I can marry you,” Mo Jun stated confidently once again.

Hao Yansen couldn’t help but snort in laughter, “Who gave you such confidence?”

“You…”

This time, Mo Jun didn’t respond directly. She lowered her head and let out a soft chuckle, “Maybe I am a bit too confident. So, do you think I’m suitable? If not, I will improve.”

“Who exactly are you?” Hao Yansen suddenly stood up, his long legs carrying him gracefully and dangerously close to her, his eyes pitch-black and sharp, “I’ll give you one last chance. State your true purpose. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee that I won’t lay hands on a woman.”

Yet, despite his threats, Mo Jun’s gaze remained unchanged, still filled with gentleness, passion…and trust.

When Hao Yansen approached her, he also saw the bright light in the depths of her eyes.

He was slightly taken aback.

For he had never seen such bright and beautiful eyes before, as if all the stars in the sky were contained within them.

The light in her eyes sparkled entirely for him…

Hao Yansen’s usually calm heartstrings seemed to be plucked by something in that moment.

Her next words further disrupted his composure.

“My only purpose has always been one thing, to be your wife.”