Chapter 1725: Chapter 1725: Pour it into her
The maid said difficultly, “Young mistress, the young master said if you don’t drink, he’ll deduct my salary for a month…”
Mo Lan had no relatives, Qi Ruigang couldn’t use her family to threaten her.
So he would exploit Mo Lan’s kindness, frequently using the people around her as a threat.
Either deducting the maids’ salary, or punishing them with no food for three days.
Mo Lan utterly despised his threats but felt helpless.
“Just leave it here, you can go,” she said, putting down the newspaper in resignation.
The maid happily replied, “Young mistress, you must drink it. Then I’ll take my leave.”
After the maid left, Mo Lan picked up the bowl and headed towards the flower pot by the door.
“What are you doing?” Qi Ruigang’s voice suddenly sounded behind her.
Mo Lan paused slightly, turning to say indifferently, “I don’t need to drink this, so I’m pouring it out.”
Qi Ruigang strode up to her in several big steps.
His expression was terrible: “This is dicine. You’re sick, so you have to take it!”
Mo Lan said amusedly, “I’ve said, I don’t think I’m sick. I think you’re sick; you can drink it.”
Damn it!
This was dicine for coldness; he’s already angry enough, drinking this would suffocate him.
Qi Ruigang snatched the bowl, bringing it close to her lips: “Drink it! If you don’t, I’ll feed it to you myself!”
Mo Lan turned her head away, “Take it away!”
“I told you to drink it!” Qi Ruigang grabbed her arm, preventing her from escaping.
Mo Lan reached out to try to overturn the bowl, but Qi Ruigang sensed her intention, raising his arm high to avoid her hand.
Then he suddenly wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her tightly against him, stopping her from moving.
Mo Lan struggled forcefully, even stomping hard on his foot.
Qi Ruigang grimaced in pain: “Damn woman, since you don’t cooperate, don’t bla for being rude!”
“Soone—” he shouted loudly.
A few maids hurried over, “Young master, what is it?”
He gave the dicine to one maid, then used his freed hand to turn Mo Lan’s body, holding her from behind.
Mo Lan’s arms were also bound by him, unable to move.
“Qi Ruigang, what are you doing?!” she asked while struggling.
With one hand holding her, he pinched her chin with the other.
“Pour it into her—” he instructed the maids.
“Enough already, I’m not drinking!” Mo Lan shook her head, the maid hesitated, unsure whether to force-feed her.
Qi Ruigang shot a piercing glare: “What are you waiting for?!”
“Yes!” the maid stepped forward, Mo Lan struggled even more fiercely.
She wanted to clench her teeth tight, but Qi Ruigang pinched her chin forcefully, preventing her mouth from closing.
“Young mistress, please drink it,” the maid brought the bowl to her lips, Mo Lan’s emotions beca more intense.
As if what they were forcing her to drink was a deadly poison—
“Get away—I won’t drink, get away—”
The maid forcefully fed her so, which she spat out, splattering onto Qi Ruigang’s hand.
The man abruptly grabbed the bowl, drank it all in one go, then threw the bowl aside and pinched her chin, pressing his lips against hers—
“Mmm…” No matter how Mo Lan struggled, it was useless.
The bitter herbal dicine flowed into her mouth, her head tilted back, the liquid naturally slid down her throat.
Her instincts made her swallow—
Once she drank it all, Qi Ruigang finally released her, satisfied.
Mo Lan’s eyes held a hateful glare—
Qi Ruigang curled his lips into a sinister smile…
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