Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 993

Chapter 993: There’s a Mistress

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Gu Zi’s lips curved into a radiant, playful smile. Leaning in close to Su Shen’s ear, her warm breath tickling him, she teased in a deliberately ambiguous tone, “Why hold back?”

The words lingered, sweet and maddening, as she gently lowered herself back onto her heels. Her lips brushed past his ear, the contact fleeting yet potent, igniting a fire within the man who had been painstakingly restraining himself.

Just as Gu Zi turned to leave, Su Shen pulled her back with one swift motion, drawing her into his arms once more. This time, there was no pretense of restraint. His hand encircled her waist as he bent his head down, capturing her lips in a kiss that deepened with each passing second.

The exchange was electric—an intimate dialogue of passion, as every shiver and tingle between their entwined bodies spoke of unspoken desire.

Back at the military compound, Lin Miao barely stepped through the gate before encountering the last person she wanted to see.

Mo Li, sauntering out with her signature smugness, radiated the kind of satisfaction only a victor could flaunt.

Lin Miao instinctively frowned, her heart sinking with a dull ache. She thought of dodging the encounter, but Mo Li was already striding toward her, a triumphant smile plastered across her face.

“Well, Lin Miao, skipping school again, are we? What brings you back here?” Mo Li’s voice was dripping with mockery.

Lin Miao despised Gu Zi the most, but Mo Li came a close second. And yet, here Mo Li was, making herself impossible to ignore. Forcing a brittle smile, Lin Miao replied, “Oh, just picking up some study materials. What about you? You—”

Her voice faltered. Her eyes were drawn, unwillingly, to the faint, unmistakable marks on Mo Li’s neck, left deliberately exposed as if to taunt her. Words failed her.

How could Lin Miao not guess where those marks came from? Mo Li had been practically glued to Gong Zhan under the guise of “work,” styling herself like Gu Zi to an almost ridiculous degree. Of course, something would happen between them. Gong Zhan was a man, after all, and no man would resist prey served so willingly on a silver platter.

But what could Lin Miao do about it now? She had neither the courage to confront Gong Zhan nor the strength to face what would inevitably follow—divorce. Just the thought of seeing him again sent a cold shiver down her spine.

Pretending not to notice, Lin Miao tried to sidestep the issue, but Mo Li wasn’t about to let her off so easily.

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