Let’s talk about Xiao Xuan, getting ready to leave. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Song Mingzhu who was chasing him.
"Axuan..."
"I didn't allow you to call me that." Xiao Xuan's face was gentle and his tone was cold.
Song Mingzhu bit her lip: "I have seen everything just now. Do you really want to be with Jiang Yan? Even if she doesn't have you in her heart at all now, she doesn't even want to look at you again..."
This sentence is tantamount to exposing someone's scars.
Xiao Xuan suddenly turned cold: "Then what are you doing now?"
Song Mingzhu stared slightly, feeling very hurt in her heart: "As long as you are willing to respond to me, even if you just give me a look, we can become a loving couple immediately."
"I don't want to be a couple with you." Faced with her passionate expression of love, Xiao Xuan was not tempted at all, "Song Mingzhu, I can tell you clearly that I am not interested in you, and it is best to stay away from us."
"Why do you hate me? Is it because of Jiang Yan?"
The jealousy and anger in Song Mingzhu's eyes was shocking.
Xiao Xuan was extremely disgusted: "I warn you, don't do anything to Jiang Yan, otherwise, I can't guarantee whether the Song family can survive."
The Song Group was already facing internal and external troubles and was in danger.
Without him to protect it, it would go bankrupt in an instant.
Song Mingzhu's lifeline was immediately grasped, and she didn't dare to say anything more. She watched Xiao Xuan turn around and leave.
No nostalgia at all.
Song Mingzhu felt aggrieved and cried all the way home, which made Song Yu's temples pounding.
Very upset.
"Can you stop crying?"
Song Mingzhu wiped her tears: "You are still not my brother. You should speak for me. Why do you think I'm crying?"
Cried harder.
The blue veins on Song Yu's forehead popped out: "What's the use of crying like this? Xiao Xuan won't even look at you twice!"
Song Mingzhu was startled and cried louder.
Song Yu: "..."
The woman's sharp and unpleasant cries seemed to ring in his ears, which annoyed him so much that he even wanted to gag her.
"Stop crying!"
Song Mingzhu ignored him and complained while crying: "You are my brother and you are not willing to help me. Why can't I cry? You should go to Jiang Yan and tell her not to steal a man from me. , Mom knows how to help me, but you know how to find Jiang Yan all day long!"
Song Yu felt a little numb when he heard it at the end, and looked at her expressionlessly, feeling the boredom in his heart reached the extreme.
How could such a stupid person be his sister?
He still remembered that Jiang Yan was very smart and sensible in the past, and she had always been his favorite and most beloved sister.
But later...
Later, he lost his sister because of this woman.
It felt fresh at first.
Later I discovered that he was just a fool who was greedy for wealth and had high ambitions but low abilities!
It would be great if Yanyan would come back.
This idea gradually became firmer as the woman's ugly, sharp and disturbing cries grew.
Song Mingzhu cried all the way.
When she got home, Mother Song thought her daughter had been bullied and hugged her quickly: "What's going on? Why are you crying like this?"
When someone coaxes her, she cries harder.
Song's mother looked at Song Yu: "What on earth is going on?"
Song Mingzhu cried and said: "Today at the auction, I saw Xiao Xuan and Jiang Yan talking. I originally wanted to go over and stop them, but my brother stopped me..."
She buried her face in her mother's arms.
Mother Song looked at her son reproachfully: "Why can't you help your sister?"
"You don't want to ask. Why didn't I let her go?" Song Yu sat down on the sofa and pulled off his tie irritably. "There were so many celebrities at the auction at that time, and Mr. Huo. If my sister was allowed to go up there, If we make a fuss, what do you think will be the final consequences?"
Mother Song suddenly fell silent.
She patted Song Mingzhu's back, trying to comfort her.
But Song Mingzhu cried too hard.
She could only coax people to go upstairs. Song Yu laughed angrily when he saw this scene.
This kind of idiot is the only one whose mother will treat her as a treasure!
…
Jiang Yan pushed open the door of the villa and walked in with the painting in her arms. She was surprised to find that the previously brightly lit villa was now dark and very quiet.
She didn't think much and reached out to fumble for the switch on the wall.
As a result, a hard and hot body suddenly rushed over from behind!
Jiang Yan was startled.
The scroll in his hand fell directly to the ground.
"Who?"
Jiang Yan was horrified and wanted to break free, but the man behind him was restraining him tighter and tighter, and a smell of alcohol hit her face.
Covering up the original smell of the man.
Jiang Yan felt scared and opened her mouth to shout for help, but the man lowered his head and blocked his red lips.
It is convenient for him to drive straight in.
At this moment, Jiang Yan finally recognized who the person in front of her was, and escaped from the fear, only to find that a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, and the strength in her body seemed to be drained.
Her body fell.
As a result, for some reason, the man also chased her down and picked her up. Jiang Yan subconsciously hugged his shoulders.
Afraid of falling.
"Mr. Huo. You..."
Before she could finish her words, the burning kiss fell again.
She had no chance to speak.
Hot and steamy, the air is filled with an ambiguous and hot breath.
Everything seemed out of control.
Jiang Yan struggled to get some space, and her groggy brain was still thinking about the painting that fell on the ground, "I haven't picked up the painting yet..."
Huo Jinheng paused.
In the dark night, the man's low and dangerous voice slowly sounded.
"It seems it's my fault."
Jiang Yan stared at him in confusion, but she couldn't penetrate the darkness to see his face clearly. She could only see a vague outline.
"……What?"
"At this time, if you still have the intention to pay attention to that painting, it's natural that I didn't do a good job."
What he said meant a lot.
As soon as he finished speaking, he rolled onto the sofa with the person in his arms.
"don't want……"
Jiang Yan shrank in fear.
The first floor is the servants' room, and occasionally someone wakes up at night.
When she thought of being seen naked, she felt ashamed to see others and refused to cooperate with the man.
The man drank wine, and his already tipsy brain was steaming with lust and began to become a little unclear.
He didn't want to wake up either.
The more she refused, the more he demanded, tearing open the buttons that couldn't be undone and tying the hands that were in the way.
This posture frightened Jiang Yan.
There was a hint of crying in her voice: "Don't be here, you will be seen..."
The man's movements suddenly stopped.
In the silent night, there were only the clear breathing sounds of two people, one nervous and rapid, the other long and heavy.
A big rough hand slowly caressed her delicate cheek, and a kiss that smelled of wine fell on her forehead.
Jiang Yan seemed to be drunk in a daze.
"What are you afraid of?"
The man asked in a low voice.
Jiang Yan choked: "Here... people will see..."
"Won't."
The man's tone was so determined that Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, "What...meaning?"
"It's just you and me here."
After she finished speaking, Huo Jinheng's kiss fell on her lips, slowly tasting the sweetness.
Soft fingertips carefully and tentatively touched his shoulders.
Huo Jinheng paused, slowly untied the tie on her wrist, intertwined his fingers, and pressed down on the sofa.
The voice is dark, sexy and dangerous.
"This is what you seduced me into."
