Mo Xicheng took the stairs all the way to the eighth floor.
Having run all the way up, he was now perspiring profusely.
As the beads of perspiration rolled onto his open wound, the pain woke him up with a new burst of energy.
He had no other thoughts in his head as he looked around. Very quickly, he found room 808.
He charged at it and forcefully pounded on the door.
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Mo Zhi carried Shi Nianyao all the way down the building and placed her in the car. Then he got into the car and drove all the way out to the suburbs.
On the way, he took a few glances at the girl who had fallen into a deep sleep and evil thoughts did cross his mind.
Didn't she, that pampered mistress, despise him?
Maybe he should take her for the first time there and then in the car, and see if that would embarrass her when she woke up.
But in the end, he gave up on the idea.
Because he was afraid.