nexpensive tie with elegance is also my skill."Fu Yan really wanted to say that he had no shame, but the fact was, he truly did. Huo Mingzheng was naturally a clothes hanger, never someone who was com...Fu Yan woke up the afternoon of the second day. Huo Mingzheng wasn't in the room, and she probably wasn't in the room from last night either.

The room was very clean, including the bed. It didn't look like a "crime scene" from last night at all.

Though she lost her reason last night, she also knew she was going too far.

Ho Mingzheng was being really demanding, but luckily it was the weekend.

She got out of bed barefoot and nearly fell to the ground. She instinctively grabbed the bed frame and sat back down.

Last night Huo Mingzheng actually brought her back to his private manor.

Her bag was placed on the sofa, and on the coffee table were the proposal she had prepared for Director Lei as well as the contract she had ready at a moment's notice.

She walked over suspiciously. At the end of the contract, the three powerful characters " Huo Mingzheng" signed in a majestic manner stabbed her eyes with pain.

She clutched the contract tightly, the sound of the paper tearing mirroring the ripping apart of her own heart. Her breath hitched in her chest, each inhale a sharp pang of pain.

The back door opened, she turned around and saw Huo Mingzheng looking refreshed. Without hesitation, she threw the contract at him!

With a bang!

She was not strong enough, and the contract fell to the ground half a meter away from Huo Mingzheng.

"What do you mean" Her voice was hoarse, her氣勢 suddenly waning, but her bright eyes remained stubbornly defiant.

Huo Mingzheng was wearing a dark gray cashmere sweater and black casual pants, which made him look handsome and refined. Only Fu Yan knew that he was a wolf at heart.

A wolf that will devour a human, leaving nothing but bones.

He strode over to her, his long legs carrying him with ease. Seeing her flushed face, anger etched across it, he chuckled softly, "Didn't you always want this collaboration"

"If you hadn't interfered, wouldn't General Lei have given me a chance" Fu Yan questioned him, her voice choked with emotion.

The man tucked the hair from her cheek behind her ear, and she flinched.

The man saw the lipstick mark he had left on her neck and smiled faintly, "Am I not as good as him"

"What do you take me for You sleep with me and then expect me to sign a contract You think I'm that kind of woman!"

This is too humiliating!

Fu Yan flung open the man's hand, bearing the ache in her leg, and took a large step out of the room, but was pulled back by Huo Mingzheng.

"Cao Yuan is downstairs, what are you wearing like that"

He had visited her private estate several times. There were few clothes in her walk-in closet, most of them were bought temporarily and delivered. Just before dawn, after she finished bathing in the bathroom, he held her and bathed with her, then put a shirt of his on her casually.

She was quite tall for a woman. Her clothes ended just above her thighs, revealing two long, white and slender legs. Any slight movement showed everything.

Huo Mingzheng pulled her back.

"Is my explanation that the contract signing has nothing to do with last night sufficient"

He knew how to get under her skin. Fu Yan didn't say a word, and created distance between them.

Ironically, they were perfectly in sync last night. But when she was sober, she knew what their relationship was and the kind of distance they should maintain.

The causal relationship between these two things is indeed subtle. Individually, there's no problem at all, but put together, it's hard to swallow.

Fu Yan had her pride, and Huo Mingzheng similarly refused to explain.

The ache in her body was a reminder of what happened last night. “Was it your drug”

Last night, my rationality completely shattered, and my brain lost its ability to think.

Ho Mingzheng wanted her, he wouldn't use such underhanded tactics like drugging her.

Fu Jing wouldn't either. It wasn't that she knew Fu Jing well, it was that she trusted Ji Lin.

"No."

"Do you know who it is" Fu Yan looked into his eyes.

Alas, Huo Mingzheng had too deep a city. His eyes never revealed emotions that outsiders could discern. At first glance, he seemed shrouded in mist, and upon closer inspection, there was nothing to be seen.as no despair in Fu Yan's eyes. After a fleeting moment of annihilation, there was a stubbornness, a fierce tenacity that would drive one mad.Daniel had never seen such a thing in the eyes of a dying...