Chapter 1629 - 1642: A Nightmare?

Chapter 1629: Chapter 1642: A Nightmare?

Sophie’s eyes turned cold, and she reached for a paper cutter, "I advise you to cooperate obediently, otherwise the knife goes in white and comes out red, I can still get what I want."

"Damn, do you think I’m scared? If you could, you would’ve done it already, why waste time here?"

Their gazes locked, and the atmosphere became tense.

A minute passed! Two minutes passed! Just as Lin Mu’s eyes began to ache and he couldn’t help but yawn, Sophie suddenly smiled. Instantly, it was as if glaciers melted away, flowers bloomed, and the unbearable coldness was swept away.

"Of course, I can’t bear to kill you."

Her small hand relaxed, and the paper cutter fell to the ground. Sophie fluttered her large eyes, exhaling softly as she leaned forward, her tone suddenly becoming seductive, "Good man, why not just let me do it? After all, it’s just a little poke, it won’t kill you, and after it’s done, whatever you want, I’ll agree to it..."

Temptation, a blatant temptation, and everyone involved had no scruples, so Lin Mu’s eyes immediately turned red.

Sophie was already a rare beauty in the world, and when she lightly licked her red lips, deliberately assuming a seductive posture, it was lethal enough to give the elderly Elder Lin a new lease on life... If not for the fact that ’a little poke won’t kill’ had no credibility, someone might have actually compromised.

"Stop it, no matter how smooth-tongued you are or how many benefits you offer, I won’t give in."

Swallowing hard, shaking his head with difficulty, Lin Mu decisively said, "Go ahead, do your worst!"

"Really not possible?"

"No way!"

"I see..."

Sophie rubbed her brow in distress, pondered for a moment, then did something that left Lin Mu dumbfounded and his heart pounding.

She kicked off her slippers, held the hem of her towel, and carefully stood on the bed. Before Lin Mu could admire that ultimate temptation, the beautiful CEO spread her small feet and gently sat on his lap, "What are you trying to do?"

"Take a guess!" Sophie curled her lips into a seductive smile with a hint of mischief. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she slowly bent down, planting a soft kiss on the man’s chest with her tender red lips.

"Hiss..." Lin Mu gasped, his eyes widening.

What’s going on, where’s the decency? Damn, not like this. Such bold actions caught Lin Mu off guard. It felt great, of course, but the problem was that the more it felt good, the more he couldn’t keep his muscles steady. His face twitched, despite his efforts to endure, he found himself unable to withstand the beautiful CEO’s relentless advance. Helplessly, he watched as the silver needle, manipulated by her pale hand, slowly pierced into his chest.

"Hmm!" Soon the tip of the needle hit his heart, and the ensuing heart-piercing pain turned Lin Mu’s face as pale as snow. However, compared to the physical pain, the mental torment was even more terrifying. As Sophie wiped the corner of her mouth and sat up, a bloodthirsty excitement glinted between her elegant brows. Under Lin Mu’s terrified gaze, she gave the needle a twist, and his heart blood oozed through the silver needle, not flowing out of the wound but mysteriously climbing up along the needle. Sophie let out a cheer, bent down again, and started to suck on the needle’s end.

"What the hell, a vampire!"

Lin Mu howled, involuntarily cursing Master Lan’s ancestors.

Is this a second personality? Clearly, this is a demon possession. What’s this crap about bounty hunters, Soul Masters, can’t even see that, those thirteen bounty hunters must have graduated from Lanxiang.

Gazing blankly at the beautiful CEO whose towel had slightly slipped to reveal a glimpse of her snowy peaks, Lin Mu’s head tilted, and he promptly passed out, his final thought being: Master Lan, I’m not done with you!

In fact, it’s not entirely Master Lan’s fault. His and the thirteen bounty hunters’ judgment, from a certain angle, was already infinitely close to the truth. Unfortunately, because Sophie took a bath and removed Athena’s Sigh, and coincidentally, Lin Mu arrived at the company... Perhaps, this is fate, a predetermined course of events.

"Get up!"

In a daze, a sharp object constantly poked his butt, causing Lin Mu’s hairs to stand on end. He sat up abruptly, about to shout ’Demon, prepare to die’, only to find himself freed from bindings, lying on a leather sofa in the office, with Sophie standing beside, arms crossed, visibly displeased.

"Are you a pig, sleeping so soundly, couldn’t wake you for ages. Do you see the time? Get up quickly, then get out of my office..." A string of rapid-fire scolding left Lin Mu stunned, taking a moment to recover, he eyed the silver chain in her hand, hesitantly saying, "Are you... Sophie?"

"Are you that sleep-addled you don’t even recognize me anymore?"

The female CEO snorted, moving to the venetian blinds, pulling them with a swish, allowing the bright sunlight to stream in, warming the slightly chilly office. She then sat at the desk, sorting files while grumbling resentfully, "What is this, disappearing all the time, finally coming to the company, and reeking of alcohol..."

"Wait, when did I drink?" Lin Mu was perplexed.

"When? You tell me!" Sophie snapped, "Last night, barging into the office, throwing a drunken tantrum, then promptly passing out, you snored all night, and you don’t even remember?"

"No way!" Lin Mu scratched his head, "I remember coming to the company yesterday, we had instant noodles together, chatted for a bit, then you went for a bath. I watched three... Oh, right, then you said there was a cockroach in the bathroom, I went to deal with it, saw your pink bra, lace trim, with embroidery..."

"What nonsense." Sophie blushed, angrily, "Get out now, I have work to do, ugh, you reek of alcohol, it’s disgusting."

"I..."

Lin Mu was about to speak when he felt a churn in his stomach, involuntarily burping out a scent of alcohol mixed with grilled lamb.

How did this happen? Was I forced to drink white wine and lamb soup after I passed out? Hastily, he pulled apart his clothes, looking for a long time, found no needle marks, yet Sophie called him a pervert and threw a pen holder at him. Until Lin Mu, as usual, skipped work and left Yunhai Mansion, his head was full of confusion.

Could last night’s events really have been a drunken dream?

When he stopped thinking, but having thought about it, a faint scene of himself drinking in despair floated to his mind.