Twenty Her lips were softer than he had imagined.

Victor Mo arranged for a Mercedes-Benz van to pick them up. He drove Serena Li and the others to the parking lot. Sophia Su and Joyce Wu got into the car first, while Serena Li stood at the car door to say goodbye.
“You don’t look well. Are you sure you don’t need to go to the hospital for a check-up?” Victor Mo asked Serena Li with concern.
“It’s nothing, thank you for today.” Her head wasn’t hurting as much anymore, and she just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
“Go back first, I’ll contact you tomorrow.” Victor Mo ’s eyes never left Serena Li .
Serena Li certainly felt his burning gaze, and only felt relieved after turning around and getting into the car.
Sophia Su sat down next to her and said apologetically, “Serena, I’m so sorry, I’ve caused you trouble today.”
“It’s none of your business. Is your face alright?” Serena Li asked, noticing how swollen her face was.
“Just ice it when you get home.” Sophia Su felt that the pain on her face was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. After years of relationship, Jack Jiang had actually hit her on her birthday for a mistress. She truly felt that all the feelings she had invested over the years were worthless. Don’t blame her for being ruthless in the future; she would hand over the surveillance video to her lawyer as soon as she got it.
Thinking of the video, Sophia Su recalled the inexplicable feeling she had when she saw Victor Mo and Serena Li together earlier, and tentatively asked, “Serena, are you very familiar with President Mo?”
“He’s my senior’s cousin.” Serena Li finished speaking, then looked up and saw Joyce Wu’s lips move as if she wanted to say something. She immediately signaled Joyce Wu to shut up. She didn’t want to have anything to do with Victor Mo right now , and she was most afraid that Joyce Wu would say something baseless.
“Oh, I see.” Sophia Su hadn’t seen their subtle interaction, but Serena Li’s vague answer was precisely what sparked the most speculation, and she understood somewhat.
Victor Mo turned back to the club and dialed the number of Jason Qin , the owner of SOHO and also his friend .
***
The next day, around noon, Victor Mo sent a WeChat message to Serena Li , telling her that he would be at a club called FFGfree in the CBD that evening, and asking if it would be convenient for her to come and pick up the surveillance video.
Serena Li checked the place he mentioned and found it was a well-known fight club in Pengcheng, not a nightclub or anything like that, so she arranged to meet Victor Mo at 6 o’clock.
Serena Li wanted to invite her friends to go together, but Joyce Wu had to attend a teacher training course, and Lynn Yan was not in Pengcheng, so she had to go by herself.
At 5 p.m., Serena Li changed her clothes and went out. She wore light blue denim overalls, a white T-shirt, and a baseball cap. Although her head didn’t hurt after she got home last night, she found a noticeable bruise on her forehead when she woke up this morning, so she had to cover it up with a hat.
She took a taxi to the club, located in a prime CBD location. As soon as she entered the club lobby, she saw a man dressed in elite attire walking towards her. As he got closer, she recognized him as Victor Mo ‘s assistant, whom she had met once before at Luyuan.
Andrew Xu , Mr. Mo’s assistant. Please come with me.” Andrew Xu introduced himself first, and then led her into a VIP room.
“This is troublesome,” Serena Li said.
Upon arriving at the VIP room, Andrew Xu served her a drink and then said, “Ms. Li, please wait a moment while I inform Mr. Mo.” He then closed the door and left.
Previously, a thrilling boxing match took place on the club’s boxing ring.
Victor Mo, wearing black gloves, and Jason Qin, wearing red gloves, both tried their best to stop each other.
Victor Mo was somewhat annoyed by his mistake as he threw a right straight punch, but at the same time he noticed that Jason Qin had made great progress.
Jason Qin smiled with satisfaction. After losing several rounds, he had finally figured out Victor Mo ‘s fighting style.
“ Victor , has your punching gotten slower?” Jason Qin asked as he walked, a smug look on his face.
“No, it’s your reaction time that’s gotten faster.” Victor Mo smiled calmly, trying to find Jason Qin ’s weakness and counterattack while chatting and laughing.
“Looks like you can’t defeat me this time.” Jason Qin continued to pace, engaging in a tug-of-war with Victor Mo.
Victor Mo just smiled, his leopard-like eyes quickly searching for an opening in the opponent’s defense—he’d found it!
“Hao, I regret to inform you that you have no chance of winning again this time.” As he spoke, he quickly threw a right hook.
Jason Qin bent down to dodge the punch, but as soon as he straightened up, he was knocked down by Victor Mo ‘s left hook.
Jason Qin lost.
“The eleventh time, Hao.” Victor Mo smiled slightly. “What a pity.”
Jason Qin got up with a gloomy face, blaming himself for his lack of strength. “I hope you don’t have any unrealistic dreams this time, like wanting me to go to a pufferfish feast with you.”
Their rules of the game stipulate that the loser must grant the winner one request.
Victor Mo smiled and patted his shoulder lightly, saying, “Don’t worry, just give me the surveillance video from the 6th-floor terrace of SOHO last night.”
“Who was injured last night? Why are you so concerned?” Manager Chen had told him about the incident on the SOHO terrace yesterday, and he was now very curious about the relationship between the injured person and Victor Mo.
“Friend,” Victor Mo said, picking up the water glass beside him and taking a sip.
Jason Qin wanted to continue asking questions, but when he saw Victor Mo ‘s assistant , Andrew Xu, walking towards them, he assumed they had something to discuss.
“I won’t disturb you any longer.” Jason Qin nodded to Andrew Xu and left the boxing gym, leaving them a private space to talk.
Victor Mo also saw Andrew Xu and asked, “Has she arrived?”
“Mr. Mo, Miss Li is in the VIP room,” Andrew Xu said as he walked over.
Victor Mo raised an eyebrow, picked up the USB drive that Jason Qin had given him earlier, and strode out of the boxing gym.
VIP Room
Serena Li was standing by the window making a phone call. After finishing the call, she turned around and realized that someone was standing at the door of the room.
He looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.
“Mr. Mo,” Serena Li greeted him.
Having just finished exercising, Victor Mo was only wearing a white tank top, which was soaked through and clung to his chest, clearly showing the lines of his pectoral and abdominal muscles. Large beads of sweat covered his chest, beneath which was his tanned skin. A towel was draped over his shoulder, and the sweat on his face had been wiped away, leaving it slightly flushed.
Victor Mo walked over and stood in front of her. He was tall, and Serena Li, who wasn’t wearing heels today, only reached his shoulder.
Serena Li saw him reach out and take off her baseball cap, glance down at the bruise on her forehead, and ask, “Are you alright?”
“It’s nothing.” He walked over, radiating heat, which made Serena Li feel a little uncomfortable, and her heart raced.
“Sit down for a bit, I’ll change and come right back.” Victor Mo glanced at her, then turned and went to the dressing room to change.
Serena Li nodded.
Soon, Victor Mo returned in casual clothes, carrying a first-aid kit.
Serena Li was sitting on the sofa when Victor Mo looked down at her and said, “Your forehead is swollen; you need to apply some ointment.”
Hearing him say that, Serena Li instinctively reached out to touch her forehead with her right hand, but before she could touch it, Victor Mo brushed her hand away and whispered, “Don’t touch it with your hand.”
Victor Mo took out cotton balls and medicine from the first-aid kit, first disinfecting the red and swollen area, and then applying ointment.
Serena Li felt the pain and let out a soft cry.
Victor Mo gently placed one hand on the back of her neck, the fair skin of her neck rubbing against the dry skin of his large hand. He pulled her closer, blew on her aching forehead, and asked softly, “Does it still hurt?”
Serena Li felt a burning sensation on her face. Enduring the pain, she shook her head, trying to shake off his hand on her neck, but to no avail.
Serena Li looked up at him, reached out to push him away, but his large hand pressed down on her shoulders.
She was somewhat panicked: “Mr. Mo, please let me go.”
Victor Mo looked at her, a hint of amusement in his eyes, and reached out his right hand to touch the corner of her lips.
Serena Li was stunned and hadn’t reacted when suddenly everything went black. A man’s warm, thin lips covered hers, pressing against them and gently caressing her soft red lips.
Serena Li’s mind went blank, and she remained motionless. She tried to push her away, but her hands were completely powerless, and she could only manage two futile groans.
Victor Mo stared intently at her panicked expression. As she regained her senses and tried to break free, he forcefully grabbed her chin, pried open her teeth, and thrust his long tongue deep inside, taking over completely.
When he met her at the airport in Country M, he noticed that her delicate chin was perfect for pinching and kissing, and he did it again.
Their lips and teeth intertwined, lingering and caressing each other.
He stripped away her reason inch by inch. The oxygen began to thin, and the breath in her lungs felt like it was being squeezed out. Serena Li felt like her brain was about to run out of oxygen.
He indulged himself for a long time before slowly leaving her.
She was panting, while his eyes darted around her. His breathing became heavier, and his breath hit her face, hot and clear. ” Serena , you make me feel something.”
A soft, almost trembling male voice, captivating and stirring emotions, leaving one bewildered and infatuated.
As he spoke, he moved closer again and kissed her without hesitation.
Serena Li was filled with turmoil. She became increasingly panicked and struggled more, but she was too weak to break free from the man’s arms that were wrapped around her.
Perhaps even the heavens sensed her turbulent emotions, for at that moment, Victor Mo ‘s phone rang.
Victor Mo ‘s phone was in his pocket, on vibrate. The moment it rang, he froze, and before he could react, Serena Li shoved him away forcefully.
Victor Mo , still wanting more, was suddenly pushed away and leaned back against the sofa.
His phone was still ringing, but he made no attempt to answer it, staring intently at Serena Li with a look of rapture , his eyes as deep and unfathomable as a canyon.
Serena Li blushed and glared at him, saying, “Mr. Mo, if I may be so bold, your behavior is really excessive.”
At this moment, she was filled with shame and anger. After saying this, without waiting for Victor Mo’s response, she grabbed her backpack from the sofa, got up and left.
Victor Mo also stood up, but didn’t catch up. He touched his still-warm lips, looked down at the bag containing the USB drive and the baseball cap on the coffee table, and curled the corners of his mouth.
Her lips were softer than he had imagined.