Transmigrated into a Book and Became a Spoiled Antagonist Chapter 23

Mu Hui tugged at her rope and looked down at Fu Siye.

The angle was not bad. Whether it was a mannequin or not, the feeling was first-class, and he was extremely good-looking.

Fu Siye had a bad personality, but he had a good appearance. His facial features were as perfect as a sculpture, and his cold and distant temperament made him look like an aristocrat from an ancient palace.

Mu Hui’s hand lingered on his facial features. She then moved her hand down his perfectly proportioned body. The movement of her fingers made Fu Siye’s expression become more and more vicious.

“Are you playing with fire?”

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He was a little dissatisfied with her overly calm performance. He wanted to stand up and suppress her. However, he did not expect to be kissed by Mu Hui.

“You’re just a dummy, and you want to control me in bed? I’ll do everything…”

Mu Hui’s actions were young and proactive. Her way of expressing herself without any pretense made his heart skip a beat.

Although he did not know what she was talking about, her passion made him lose control.

He could not help but hug her tightly and exchange kisses with her. They did not stop even after a long time.

Just as she was about to continue, she suddenly heard Fu Siye grunt.

“Hmm…”

It was a sound that came from the depths of his throat, and he was trying his best to resist the pain.

Mu Hui was shocked. She realized that she had put all her weight on the wound on his stomach.

Even though his expression did not reveal anything, the stress response from his muscles told her that he was not feeling very well.

She immediately got down from his body and frowned as she looked at the wound on his abdomen. Although it was bandaged properly, the intense exercise would inevitably cause the wound to open up.

She decided to give up.

“Your wound hasn’t healed yet.”

Fu Siye did not know what to say.

When he saw her calmed down quickly and calmly tidied up her clothes, he lowered his head to hide the strange emotions in his eyes.

Fu Siye quickly put on his pajamas and turned around. He looked at her with his pitch-black eyes. He suddenly remembered what she had just said. She wanted half of his Fu Corporation.

If he wanted to give her half of the Fu Corporation, she had to become his wife first.

Fu Siye thought about it, but he did not show it. He opened a drawer at the side and pulled out a black card.

“You did well. Here’s your reward.”

Mu Hui was confused.

Mu Hui watched as his slender fingers grabbed the black card and inserted it into her underwear, looking a little lustful.

F*ck.

Pervert.

Mu Hui glared at him.

Fu Siye did not seem to notice her anger and said calmly, “Tomorrow is the Fu family’s old master’s birthday. Prepare to wear Young Madam Fu’s outfit. When it’s time tomorrow, I’ll come and pick you up.”

Mu Hui was a little surprised, but she immediately reacted.

She remembered that in the book, Fu Siye promised Old Master Fu that he would bring a woman back on his birthday.

So, Fu Siye chose to bring her back?

“Oh, then is this black card worth half of the Fu family’s assets?”

Mu Hui took out the card from her chest and flipped through it. Her face was calm, but she was thinking about something else.

According to the progress in the book, Old Master Fu would die in an accident not long after his birthday.

After that, Fu Siye would be affected, and his personality would become very dangerous, which would be very disadvantageous to her.

Mu Hui frowned. She had not thought of a solution yet.

Fu Siye saw her deep in thought and asked, “Why? Are you not satisfied with your status as the Young Madam of the Fu Family?”

As he spoke, he lifted her chin and kissed her lips unhappily. He bit down hard on her lower lip. She only responded after feeling the pain.

She avoided Fu Siye’s gaze and a trace of worry appeared in her eyes.

At that moment, her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Lu Yichen.

There was a photo in the message.

In the photo, Guo Biao, whose face was covered in blood, was being kicked by Lu Yichen’s men. Beside him was another group of people that she did not know who was heckling him.

The photo was taken at the side of a mountain road. There were a few cars parked next to it as if they were going to have a race.

Lu Yichen sent another message.

“Mu Hui, your men are in my hands. You’d better listen to me. If not for me, I would have thrown him off the mountain! Only you are allowed to come to the mountain road in the North City.”