Mo Fei opened the door as quiet as a mouse. It was quiet in the bedroom. Lou Yu was sleeping on the floor, wrapped up tightly by a multicolored quilt. Last time Mo Fei blamed that Lou Yu had no taste and bought a super vulgar quilt. But right after he blamed Lou Yu, Mo Fei recalled that it was him who bought it on Star website since it was at a super huge discount.

Seeing Lou Yu was wrapped like a hibernant worm, Mo Fei pursed his lips and despised Lou Yu’s ugly sleeping gesture in his heart.

Mo Fei then glanced at the bed and suddenly noticed that something ain’t no right.

Mo Fei suddenly remembered that before he left for the banquet, he stuffed the beauty doll and hid it inside the quilt. But now the whole bed looked very much flat.

Mo Fei’s face twitched. He hurriedly walked to the bed and pulled aside the quilt. His inflatable doll had already been flattened, with a huge hole over its head.

Mo Fei rushed to Lou Yu and threw a kick at him, “Hey, get up! Stop playing possum!”

Lou Yu opened his eyes and said grumpily, “What is wrong with you? Why do you wake me up at such late night?”

Mo Fei’s face darkened and he said furiously, “How dare you question me while you broke my beauty doll?”

Lou Yu flattened his hair, saying angrily, “Your beautiful doll got an air leakage itself. What’s that got to do with me?”

Mo Fei’s face darkened, “Bullshit! It was all good when I left. How could it have an air leakage itself? You must have done something to it!”

Lou Yu said indifferently, “The doll you bought has a bad quality. How could you put the blame on me?”

Mo Fei gritted his teeth and argued, “It’s expensive. How could it be bad quality?”

“How would I know? You should have bought a false corn. Using money on a baby doll instead of something decent! Can’t you be like a grownup?” said Lou Yu coldly.

“False corn? They claimed to compensate me ten if it’s false! You must have ‘tortured’ it while I was away. Don’t try to hide it from me.” Mo Fei sulked.

Lou Yu then said coldly, “See who you bought. Rong Yue’er should have been over 50 now. For her age, she could even be your granny. Are you nuts for fancying her?”

Mo Fei was dumbfounded. He just knew she was pretty and an A-list celebrity, but never knew that she was already this old.

“What do you know? Now tadpoling is in trend now!” quibbled Mo Fei righteously.

“Hum, did you buy an elder sister? It’s a granny! Only those aged guys would buy this kind.” said Lou Yu ruthlessly.

“She is old, so what? She is still gorgeous and beautiful, while you already look like an old man at such a young age.” said Mo Fei grumpily.

“Who did you say looks like an old man?” asked Lou Yu ferociously.

“You!” said Mo Fei testily.

“Say it again!” Lou Yu then leaned closer to Mo Fei.

Mo Fei’s face darkened, “All right, I misspoke. You are even more childish than a three-year-old kid. You are far from looking like an old man.”

Lou Yu looked at Mo Fei, gritting his teeth, while Mo Fei also refused to be outdone and glared back at him.

Lou Yu then said coldly, “I’m going to sleep now. If you ever disturb me again, I’m gonna beat you up.”

Mo Fei looked at Lou Yu lying on the floor and then turned to the ‘dead beauty’ on the bed, and hammered the bed angrily.

Lou Yu closed his eyes, but actually was listening any move of Mo Fei.

Mo Fei breathed in discontentedly. So after such careful picking and choosing, I nailed myself such an asshole?! I am so down on my luck this year!

Mo Fei pulled his hair wearily and threw the ‘dead’ beauty into the trash can. Even she is aged, she is still a beauty woman! How could this guy do this to her? He is really ruthless, heartless and wicked to the extreme!

Mo Fei then opened his own wardrobe, only finding that the complimentary one was also broken!

Mo Fei turned his head and gave Lou Yu who was tightly wrapped up in the quilt a hard look! This son of bitch!

Lou Yu noticed that Mo Fei dismembered both of his dolls and threw them into the trash can, there was a triumphant smile showing at corner of his mouth.

Early the next morning

Mo Fei walked downstairs, face darkened and prolonged down to the floor.

Mo Yi moved forward and asked carefully, “Young master, are you OK?”

Mo Fei gnashed, “I am fine, but my big beauty and little beauty both passed away because of that asshole. I swear I’m gonna revenge them!”

Mo Fei nearly cried when saying the last few words. It cost him quite a few million! Even for the sake of money, Lou Yu the asshole shouldn’t do this to them!

Mo Yi, “…”

Su Rong rubbed his nose, thinking, “Lord Mo Fei, don’t make it so scary! Anyway, Prince Yu only broke your two inflatable dolls!”

Then Su Rong said hesitantly, “Lord Mo Fei, actually those dolls are no good. They could never compare with the real ones.”

Mo Fei immediately flew into anger, “Do you think I don’t wanna hold the real ones? It’s just no one would love to. What choice do I have?”

Su Rong, “…” So is Mo Fei trying to get Prince Yu cuckolded?

Mo Fei noticed the subtle change of the expression on Su Rong’s face, so he said, “Do you think that no women would like to throw herself into my arms is because I am not attractive enough?”

Su Rong said awkwardly, “How come!? How could it be possible that you my lord Mo Fei is not attractive enough? No one can ever resist your super charm.” Su Rong suddenly noticed that he was kind of assimilated by Mo Yi gradually.

Mo Fei then said coldly, “Of course I’ve got super charm. The reason no women would throw themselves at me is your prince is dragging me down and block those women out. Just wait and see. Some day I’m gonna devoice your prince and marry seven beautiful women. I’m gonna sleep a different one every day from Monday to Sunday.”

Su Rong, “…”

Mo Yi dry coughed at Mo Fei, raising his eyebrows to signal him to look upstairs.

Mo Fei then raised his head, only finding Lou Yu was standing on the stairs, his face immediately turned red.

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