Chapter 1: A Seductive Figure (1)

　　“Cough—” Qiao Moyu felt it was difficult to breathe for some time now, as if a quilt was covering her face while she was trying to sleep.

　　She opened her eyes with much effort, only to be stunned by what she saw.

　　Before her was an office with clear windows and an open s.p.a.ce. The suns.h.i.+ne sprinkled into the large room with an interior that was so clean, not a single spec of dust could be spotted floating in the air.

　　Beside her was a hand, with a white long sleeve pulled up to the forearm, revealing exquisite vintage cufflinks.

　　Admiring those long arms, Qiao Moyu s.h.i.+fted her gaze and saw the owner of this hand.

　　It was a tall man with sharp facial features that displayed a n.o.ble and indifferent temperament. The man seemed to be frowning deeply; his eyebrows were slanted sharply and were knitted like a whirlpool.

　　He looked extremely unhappy. There was unhidden hatred and disdain in his eyes as he locked gazes with the woman in front of him. His entire personage emitted a menacing aura, causing Qiao Moyu to feel chilly for no reason.

　　What kind of situation is this? Her entire brain was still in a state of stupor until she noticed the pressure around her neck that made it difficult for her to breathe.

　　Only then did she realize that the man in front of her was grasping her neck!

　　She unconsciously looked down with great effort at the hand that clutched her throat. She saw that her own hands were very pale and there was a vintage watch on her wrist. Qiao Moyu didn’t know what brand it was, but it must be very expensive.