heard his grandfather has already found a bride for him.He didn't mention it, tacitly acknowledging her shame, the identity she tried to hide: lover, mistress. Fu Yan dared not delve deeper.If this r...Fu Jing helped Fu Yan out of the banquet hall. There weren't many people outside. He supported her with one hand, and pressed the elevator button with the other, but Fu Yan seemed to have lost all strength and slid down limply.

Luckily, he reacted quickly, but the other hand was faster, snatching Fu Yan into his arms!

Fu Yan's eyes were half-closed. The man before her was blurry. She mumbled, " Huo Mingzheng... you bastard..."

Huo Mingzheng's face turned cold, and he tightened his grip on her hand. Fu Yan's waist was being constricted painfully, and she let out a muffled protest, twisting her body several times.

"Not honest" Huo Mingzheng pinched her cheek nonchalantly.

Fu Yan hid, instinctively burying her whole face in his chest.

At this moment, a hint of confusion flashed in Fu Jing's eyes. Then he turned to Huo Mingzheng and said, "Since Mr. Huo is unavailable, I'll send Yan back myself."

"I'm more convenient for you," Huo Mingzheng said, before picking up Fu Yan and stepping into the elevator.

Cao Yuan stopped Fu Jing outside.

The elevator doors closed slowly, Fu Yan only then saw clearly that the person hugging him was Huo Mingzheng. Her lips parted in a breath, her voice soft as a mosquito, barely audible to anyone but Huo Mingzheng.

"Let me go..."

Huo Mingzheng leaned down and kissed her parted lips. He glanced up casually, and the moment the elevator doors closed, it was Fu Jing's face that paled for a fleeting moment, along with his complex expression.

......

In the dimly lit room, Fu Yan was engulfed like a flame. She struggled to get up from the bed, feeling overheated and weak, but only managed to fall back down, her head bouncing against the pillow a few times.

Her seaweed-like long hair spread out, and her starry blue fishtail skirt swayed, making her look like a mermaid out of water.

The man stood beside the bed, tugging at his tie with one hand and leaning in, his hands pressing against her sides. He lowered his head to seek out her lips and kissed her.

The sudden, cool moisture made her unable to resist leaning into it.

Her palms were imprinted with deep fingernail marks, but she managed to regain a sliver of her sanity. She turned her face away, and the man leaned in, capturing her lips once more.

He gnawed viciously at her lower lip.

Fu Yan again responded uncontrollably.

I never imagined I would be so reckless, she was afraid to shed helpless tears.

"Get away from me!" She regained her composure and struggled to escape, clutching the dress that the man had torn open across her chest.

She gasped for breath, whispering to him, "Take me... take me to the hospital."

Huo Mingzheng easily pulled her back, his voice lower than usual, husky and overly deep, "I'm here."

"You despicable!" Fu Yan wanted to slap him, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it against her head.

He came at him again, his voice unclear with emotion, "Want to hit me"

"You gave me the medicine!"

She is not a question, she is a statement.

The man's face had turned grim at some point. "Why don't you suspect Fu Jing He sent you home."

He is an upright and honorable man.

He grabbed her jaw, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Then what am I"

Fu Yan sobbed as she twisted her body to meet Huo Mingzheng. She brazenly tore open his shirt and shamelessly kissed and bit at his chest.

Huo Mingzheng cupped her face and gritted his teeth, "Fu Yan, I am your husband."titude, especially since the two people on stage were evenly matched, with neither able to find the other's weakness.With a sword, Huo Mingzheng almost attacked Fu Jing, but Fu Jing parried with his s...