Chapter 191: Ding Yao

Chen Mo casually tossed the phone number into the wastepaper basket, having no intention of contacting Ding Yao at all.

This woman is overly ambitious and overthinking.

Chen Mo is somewhat curious about Ding Yao's supreme skill "Dragon Tendon Grasp", but that's all—just curiosity.

Since Ding Yao voluntarily gave her phone number to Chen Mo, it shows she has taken a liking to him.

Given that, Chen Mo only needs to wait for Ding Yao to come to him.

After all, Ding Yao has no leverage beyond her own body.

As Chen Mo expected, two days later Ding Yao came to his office on her own.

Chen Mo looked at the Ding Yao standing before him, carrying a shoulder bag, wearing sunglasses and a mask, and got straight to the point: "Miss Ding, you come to see me dressed like that—what business do you have?"

Ding Yao removed her mask and sunglasses, and brushed the hair at her ears back.

"I've only been in Gangdao a few days, and I've already heard many stories about Mo Ge. Don't you realize a man like you has great appeal to women?"

Chen Mo's mouth twitched upward: "Miss Ding, you're not an ordinary woman—would you be attracted to me?"

"Of course, I like men who are both handsome and capable; otherwise I wouldn't have given you my phone number.

Unfortunately, I waited all day yesterday and never got a call from Mo Ge."

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow: "You're Lord Lei's woman."

"I could also be your woman!"

Ding Yao set her shoulder bag aside, placed both hands on Chen Mo's desk, leaned slightly forward, revealing a deep cleavage.

At the same time, her flirtatious eyes hooked, trying to stir Chen Mo's emotions.

Looking at Ding Yao, Chen Mo's smile gradually faded.

"There's no such thing as a free lunch. State your purpose."

Chen Mo's demeanor caused Ding Yao a brief moment of astonishment.

Based on the information she gathered about Chen Mo and his behavior the night before last, she was convinced Chen Mo was a lecher.

Why does this lecher differ from the ones she has met before?

According to her expectations, Chen Mo should already be impatiently devouring her by now.

Why does he now seem completely uninterested in her?

After a momentary daze, Ding Yao replied in a coquettish tone: "I merely admire Mo Ge sincerely; I have no ulterior motive."

Ding Yao's appearance and demeanor, coupled with her tone, carried a hint of gentle, watery affection.

If another man came, he would certainly be unable to resist Ding Yao's allure.

Unfortunately, he ran into Chen Mo.

Chen Mo is indeed a lecher, but none of his women aren't top‑class beauties!

Pure beauty alone has limited power to tempt Chen Mo.

Moreover, Chen Mo knows Ding Yao's situation very well.

Although Ding Yao is nominally Lord Lei's sister‑in‑law and also his concubine,

in reality she is merely Lord Lei's plaything, a tool he can dispatch at any time to reap benefits.

Even a mountain chicken like her, Lord Lei is willing to send Ding Yao away.

Would Lord Lei ever refrain from sending higher‑ranking Bay Island officials?

A mere Ding Yao can at most pique Chen Mo's interest; he will never be seduced by her.

"Miss Ding, what exactly is your purpose? Speak plainly, or I will have to ask you to leave."

Sensing Chen Mo's increasingly stern gaze and realizing her beauty had no effect on him, Ding Yao withdrew her coquettishness and straightened up.

"I want you to help me kill Lord Lei; I intend to become the boss of the Three-Union Gang."

"What can I gain?"

"Both I and the Three-Union Gang can be yours."

Still the same old trope.

The only thing Ding Yao can offer Chen Mo now is her own body.

Unfortunately, Chen Mo doesn't care.

As for the Three-Union Gang, Chen Mo has no interest.

However, Chen Mo does have another idea.

"That night, Lord Lei's bodyguard's look at you caught my attention."

"What do you mean?" Ding Yao was startled.

"When I pointed a gun at both you and Lord Lei, his bodyguard's first reaction was toward you. Your relationship must be unusual, right?"

"Given your connection, you should be able to take down Lord Lei easily. But if you want to sit on the boss's seat, it's not that simple."

"In a few days, Great Prosperity will select a big boss from a Macau hall. Then you can eliminate Lord Lei and pin it on him."

"Then, I'll give you a list; you can claim to avenge Lord Lei and eliminate them for me. In return, tell me who opposes your claim to be boss, and I'll take them out for you."

"Mutual benefit, only then is the deal fair."

That's Chen Mo's plan: using the Three-Union Gang to eliminate a few big bosses who have long supported Jiang Tiansheng.

But Ding Yao grew increasingly alarmed as she listened.

She had thought her relationship with Gao Jie was sufficiently secret, yet after just one meeting Chen Mo uncovered it.

Moreover, Chen Mo also pointed out her plan to eliminate Lord Lei.

Killing Lord Lei and then framing Great Prosperity's people was a move she had already considered.

Only the mountain chicken died, and no one helped her contact Great Prosperity's people, leaving her without a scapegoat.

Only then did she come to Chen Mo, hoping to use his hand to kill Lord Lei.

As long as Chen Mo agrees to take action, whether successful or not, she can pin the blame for killing Lei Gong on Chen Mo's head.

But she hadn't expected that Chen Mo would not be as she imagined, hot-headed; instead, he was very shrewd.

However, if Chen Mo keeps his word and can really help her get rid of some people, that would be enough.

"Good, let's do as you say; I hope our cooperation goes smoothly."

Having achieved her goal, Ding Yao picked up her satchel and turned to leave.

What she had achieved with Chen Mo was cooperation, not Chen Mo helping her; therefore she had no need to use her body to seduce Chen Mo.

"Wait!" Chen Mo called out to stop her.

Ding Yao turned around: "Is there anything else?"

At this point, Ding Yao's tone had lost its initial allure, instead carrying a matter-of-fact attitude.

Chen Mo stood up, walked to Ding Yao's side, took her bag, and pointed with his hand toward the door of the adjacent lounge.

"Go in and take a shower first; I want to see your sincerity in cooperating."

How could Chen Mo possibly let Ding Yao just walk away like that!

She's basically delivered herself to his door—how could he not take advantage?

Ding Yao glanced at her bag; after a brief flicker of tension on her face, she instantly revealed the alluring demeanor she had when she first entered.

"I thought the rumors were false."

Ding Yao gave Chen Mo a flirtatious glance, then turned and walked toward the lounge.

A few minutes later, Chen Mo heard the water stop in the lounge, and he went in as well.

As for Ding Yao, Chen Mo harbored no pity or tenderness toward her at all.

When it comes to someone else's bicycle, of course you have to stand up and pedal hard.

An hour later, Chen Mo walked out of the lounge, satisfied, licking his lips.

"Dragon Tendon Grasping" lives up to its reputation.

This woman Ding Yao is indeed quite flavorful.

If it weren't for worrying that Ding Yao would lack the strength to go home at night, Chen Mo would still want to pedal her for another hour.

What a pity—this bike has no further development value; Chen Mo only intended to test-ride it, with no interest even in short-term holding.

After resting in the lounge for several minutes, Ding Yao left the bar.

Upon returning to the hotel, Ding Yao opened her satchel and took out a small radio.

This was her trump card prepared to control Chen Mo.

Unfortunately, when she opened the recorder, she only then discovered that the tape inside had disappeared at some unknown time.

She immediately realized Chen Mo had taken it, and couldn't help but think to herself, 'What a pity.'