Capítulo 1143: Chapter 1143
Mrs. Zhao hesitated when she heard Guo Hailong say this.
If it could really settle the matter, it was not a bad choice, just a little humiliation.
So, Mrs. Zhao agreed to Guo Hailong over the phone.
Guo Hailong smiled triumphantly and set a meeting place.
After hanging up, Guo Hailong left the hospital.
No matter what, he wanted to show Mrs. Zhao how powerful he was today.
That woman still had charm and was quite attractive, otherwise how could she have such a beautiful daughter?
Compared to that muscular woman from earlier, she was like a goddess.
Thinking of the muscular woman made Guo Hailong furious.
He was played today, and he had to regain his dignity as a man through Mrs. Zhao.
In the blink of an eye, Guo Hailong arrived at a villa, which was also his private residence. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel⁂fire.net
Mrs. Zhao was already waiting at the entrance when he arrived.
Guo Hailun said with satisfaction, “Right on time.”
Mrs. Zhao noticed Guo Hailong’s hand and was immediately surprised.
“Take a good look, it’s all thanks to you,” Guo Hailong said angrily.
Mrs. Zhao’s face changed, and she asked, “What does that have to do with me? I didn’t do it; whoever hurt your hand, you should go to them.”
“If your daughter hadn’t been involved with Zhang Yang, would I have ended up ?” As he spoke, Guo Hailong grabbed Mrs. Zhao’s hair.
Mrs. Zhao cried out in pain and stubbornly said, “Let go of me! What does this have to do with me? Even if Zhang Yang hurt your hand, go find Zhang Yang!”
Mrs. Zhao assumed Zhang Yang was responsible for Guo Hailong’s hand, though that was not the case, but to Guo Hailong, it was almost true.
If not for Zhao Xiaotang, he wouldn’t have encountered Zhang Yang, nor would that muscular woman have come to him.
So ultimately, Guo Hailong felt the blame should fall on Mrs. Zhao.
“Let me go, you’re hurting me,” Mrs. Zhao struggled.
But Guo Hailong tightly held her hair, forcibly dragging Mrs. Zhao into the house.
He then threw Mrs. Zhao to the ground, “Bitch, you better behave, or don’t blame me for being rude.”
Mrs. Zhao replied coldly, “Since I’ve come, I’m prepared mentally, no need for you to say such things.”
“Let’s get on with it, I need to go home afterward.”
Guo Hailong laughed coldly, “Why rush? The night is long.”
“Let me set up the equipment first.”
Soon, Mrs. Zhao saw Guo Hailong setting up a camera, looking like he intended to record, which startled her.
“What are you doing? I never agreed to being filmed,” Mrs. Zhao started to panic.
Who knew what this bastard intended to do with the footage? If it was leaked, how could she face anyone?
“Did you really think just sleeping with me would settle everything? It’s not that simple. I want to record your disgrace and admire it slowly; this is your greatest value. Do you think your body alone could be worth billions?”
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhao hesitated, should she continue?
“Then you have to promise the footage won’t be leaked,” Mrs. Zhao eventually compromised but warned Guo Hailong.
That warning was a joke to Guo Hailong, but he nodded to stabilize her.
“Don’t worry, I’m reputable; if word got out I played with my fiancée’s mom, I’d lose face too.”
Hearing this, Mrs. Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Mrs. Zhao truly had no choice. The contract hung over her like a blade; if it fell, she’d be doomed.
The entire Zhao Family would be ruined with her; she couldn’t remedy it unless Zhao Xiaotang married this bastard.
But Mrs. Zhao had already thought it through; she wouldn’t push her daughter into the fire anymore, perhaps awakening her conscience.
Her body was the sacrifice, and though she felt humiliated, she consoled herself.
After all, she was a forty-year-old woman, and she’d discreetly found young men before, so she treated this as a fling.
The only discomfort was that Guo Hailong was truly a scoundrel.
“Alright, let’s not waste time, you can take off your clothes so I can see your body,”
Guo Hailong set up the equipment and sat on the sofa, smirking at Mrs. Zhao.
Mrs. Zhao took a deep breath, braced herself, and began unbuttoning her shirt.
Guo Hailong even took his phone out for a more comprehensive view.
In no time, Mrs. Zhao was left in just her underwear, still wearing stockings.
Guo Hailong nodded frequently, not thinking much of Mrs. Zhao’s beauty before, but after seeing the muscular woman, he appreciated her fair, slender figure more.
This was a proper woman’s figure, with all the right curves.
Her legs in black stockings were particularly beautiful.
Though she was forty, she maintained her figure well; even Guo Hailong couldn’t help but praise her.
And she was likely a regular at beauty salons, so her face didn’t show age—a thirty-year-old look was believable.
Guo Hailong felt satisfied for once, planning to record it all and show Zhao Xiaotang.
If he was made a cuckold, he’d savor her mother’s taste.
Thinking this, a perverted excitement crossed Guo Hailong’s face.
But then he looked down and wondered why he wasn’t feeling anything.
Could it be exhaustion from the muscular woman?
Cursing internally, he recalled the muscular woman had left some pills for him.
It was the same drug the muscular woman had given him; wanting to enjoy the night, he took it again.
Although aware it was harmful, he decided not to consume it again afterward.
After taking the drug, he said to Mrs. Zhao, “Take off your underwear, keep the stockings on, and crawl over here.”