The domineering old man pampered me endlessly. Chapter 1: Temptress

At midnight, the corridor on the top floor of the Blue Palace Hotel was filled with a cacophony of noise, shattering the tranquility that such a world-class hotel should have.

"That little rascal ran over there, go chase after him quickly."

Don't let him get away, we have to finish this tonight!

"Are you looking for death? That's the direction of the top presidential suite. Haven't you heard that President Fu has been resting there recently? You dare to move forward, don't you want to live anymore? Don't worry about that little guy, run!" The man said, covering the wound on his head that was bleeding profusely after being hit by Jon. He turned and ran away in big strides.

Two other men also fled.

Fu Xiaoxing's surname is Fu and his given name is Mo. He is the esteemed Commander-in-Chief of the three armies in E Country. Even the Prime Minister would have to bow their head in respect when they see him. Unless they wanted to die, even if they were as brave as a lion with the heart of a bear, they wouldn't dare to go inside.

But John dared.

I was never afraid of Fu Mo from a young age.

Right now, standing fifty meters away from Fu Mo's top presidential suite, a pair of beautiful eyes are half-closed, with a hazy gleam in their depths.

Even without looking back, I knew the three losers behind me wouldn't dare to catch up.

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened.

Jon followed the sound and saw that Fu Mo was wearing casual clothes today. There were no bodyguards or assistants around him. He alone stepped out of the exclusive elevator, radiating an imposing aura as he strode towards his presidential suite.

The heat was becoming unbearable, Jon feeling a dryness in his mouth and throat that came and went with waves of agonizing pain that threatened to kill him.

Once again, Lin Dodo's sharp and venomous voice pierced his ears. "John, the first thousand-dollar daughter of the Qiao family? Hmph, I'll ruin your reputation today and see where you put that so-called noble soul."

Damn, Lin Doudou, did you drug me, you bitch?

Well, then I'm going to get you the man you like best, or I'm not Jon.

Lin Doudou has been infatuated with Fu Mo for many years, dreaming of becoming the mistress of the Fu family. After all, to be someone who belongs to Fu Mo is undoubtedly the object of envy and jealousy for all the noble ladies in the capital.

A hazy gaze fell upon the man before him, whose even back view was meticulously crafted. John narrowed his eyes slightly, a crimson hint playing on his lips as his tongue lightly swept over it. A wickedly charming smile curved at the corners of his mouth.

If Lin Doudou knew that Fu Mo, who she had been wholeheartedly trying to win over, was already taken by someone else, she would definitely be furious.

Well, I've been drugged anyway and there's no way to antidote it now. It's inevitable, so why not... just seize the most precious man in E Country for now!

Thinking this way, Joan bent down and ripped the hem of that Dior latest couture gown, stepped in her delicate high heels, quickened her pace, and flashed into the room just as Fu Mo closed the door.

"Hey, Old Scholar! Good evening!" Jon waved to Fu Mo with a flushed face and a playful smile. Her beautiful eyes sparkled, mesmerizing and alluring.

Fu Mo looked at Joe, who suddenly appeared in front of him. His handsome face remained unchanged from beginning to end, but his probing gaze was fixed on Joe's flushed cheeks.

Isn't there a charity dinner hosted by the Lin family in the banquet hall tonight?

How could he have run to him?

Still looks so strange.

"School Uncle…" John's voice came out from the redness, his gaze already completely unable to see through Fu Mo's probing eyes.

She softly called his name, her nimble hands falling onto the man's muscular waist. Suddenly raising her hand, she snatched the gun from his hip. The black muzzle was pressed against Fu Mo's waist, but her eyes remained fixed on him, a smile playing on her lips, revealing a captivating and alluring beauty.

"No, School Master, tonight, you belong to me. I want..."

She lengthened her tone and giggled, "Zi Yi," she murmured before burying herself in Fu Mo's chest. Her other hand, delicate and boneless, trailed up his slightly stiff torso, inch by inch, with a mesmerizing allure.

"I'm going to sleep with you."

Of those who dared to point a gun at Fu Mo, John was undoubtedly the first.