the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 969: The Way He Smokes Is So Sexy

"Originally, he was supposed to stay in Imperial City after graduating from military school, but now he’s gone to the Military District. I won’t see him for years. What can I do? I can only go abroad to study. Why am I not the daughter of the Landon Family, but Crystal?" Pearl’s choked voice came through.

Mrs. Landon sighed, "Pearl, the Shaw Family only acknowledges Crystal."

"Ever since I was young, I’ve been willing to give her everything. Why should I even give her the person I like?"

Back then, she returned to her own room and didn’t sleep all night. Later, she barely studied and spent her days mingling on the streets, and four years passed like that.

As soon as she spoke, Pearl’s face turned pale, staring at her in shock, while Clark’s expression changed slightly. He reached out to grab her arm, saying, "Don’t talk nonsense, Pearl is your sister."

Crystal sneered, thinking Clark was probably the only one who genuinely cared about her in this family.

"Sister, I also like Richard Shaw, so you can’t steal him from me."

Her beautiful, charming eyes narrowed, with a radiant smile, seeing Pearl’s face worsens, before she slings her bag over her shoulder and quickly climbs into the car.

The man stood in the deep, dense night, lit a cigarette, his long and powerful fingers held it steadily, exhaling a smoke ring, his handsome face showing no expression, then he got into the car, started it, and drove back to the Shaw Mansion.

Crystal saw him skillfully holding the cigarette in one hand and steering the wheel with the other, a mix of steadiness and a hint of roguishness, an indescribable sexiness. Her gaze moved, and she leaned her little face over to take a puff of the cigarette he was holding!

Richard Shaw was driving when a small dark head leaned over and snatched his cigarette, took a somewhat intoxicated puff, immediately turning pale, suddenly stepping on the brakes, and the modified Hummer emitted a piercing sound.

Richard Shaw looked at her pure and beautiful little face, and the smoke ring exhaled from her red lips, and the man who was usually hard to read suddenly became angry, opened the car door, and directly pulled the slender girl out.

Crystal was a bit dumbfounded, just thinking his smoking posture was very sexy, suddenly wanting to take a puff, why was he so angry?

Richard Shaw pulled her out, seeing her bewildered look, thinking that in front of him, this girl dared to smoke, drink, fight, and go clubbing, who knows what kind of unruly behavior she engages in when he’s not around.

When she was still a little sprout, he used to hold her, pinch her soft little cheeks, and call her sister; how did it come to this?

Richard Shaw, not holding back his anger, the handsome and resolute man pinned her wrists, pressing her against the car door, slapped her plush round bottom twice.

Crystal was a bit dazed by the spanking. Until the pain registered in her bottom, she realized he had hit her, and in such a shameful place, she was instantly filled with both sadness and anger.

Did he think she was a child? She’s eighteen already, she’s a 36D, and yet he spanked her bottom.

After hitting her, Richard Shaw asked coldly, "Will you still smoke, drink, fight, and go clubbing?"

"You used violence, I’ll tell Grandma when I get back." She protested, holding back tears, feeling utterly wronged. It was the first time anyone had spanked her.

"You smoke yourself, yet you won’t let me." Crystal thought of being punished for smoking earlier, and said boldly, "Let go of me, I want to hit you too."

Richard Shaw paused at her words, thinking, this makes some sense.

"I’m a man, how can a girl like you compare?" Richard Shaw’s face darkened.