Chapter 82

lf-grown, probably one of the youngest at the orphanage, maybe two or three years old."Ouch~ It hurts," Xiaoxing pouted and rubbed her forehead. She had been bumped and hurt.Her eyes were brimming wit..."I'm not feeling well because I have a cold. Why didn't you say anything yesterday"

Fu Yan seemed like a hedgehog that had been stepped on, bristling with spines all over. "You're saying you won't let me apologize to Shen Wei"

Huo Mingzheng took out a cigarette case and lighter, struck a match, and lit one. His eyes, shrouded in smoke, were unusually cold. His tone was ambiguous, not quite sarcastic, nor completely fierce, "Since you value your body so much, how do you still have the energy to bake cakes for others"

Fu Yan suddenly glared at him.

She made a cake for Fu Hanlin, and no one else knew.

How does he......

Fu Yangan wanted to retort and ask if he had seen the cake last night, but before she could speak, she realized she shouldn't.

By asking, she acknowledged that she knew Huo Mingzheng had been to her house and indirectly admitted to faking sleep.

She feigned ignorance, "I don't know what you're talking about, what cake"

Huo Mingzheng chuckled lightly and brushed off the ash.

Ash fell, and Fu Yan suddenly retracted her hand as it was burned.

Huo Mingzheng's smile suddenly deepened, but it sent shivers down people's spines. Before Fu Yan could react, he grabbed her neck and pulled her into his arms, leaning down to seal her lips with his.

The nicotine hit her hard, Fu Yan instinctively struggled, Huo Mingzheng blocked her tightly as if punishing her. When the smoke rolled around in her lungs for a circle, she choked out tears before he finally let go.

Fu Yan covered her neck and coughed violently. Fresh air poured into her throat, bringing a searing pain.

She was scolded to tears, her tears splattering on the wooden floor.

She turned to open the door, but suddenly remembered that the man outside with Shen Wei was probably still looking for her. If she went out now and ran into Shen Wei, it would be too coincidental and easily expose her. Shen Wei would probably guess it was her.

Just as she hesitated, Huo Mingzheng pressed his hand on the door, smoking a cigarette in his mouth, and with the other hand, he grasped her arm and pulled her inside.

She instinctively tensed up, "What are you doing"

Huo Mingzheng walked to the table, extinguished his cigarette butt, and pulled Fu Yan towards the back of the screen.

Fu Yan was a little scared.

Just now, Huo Mingzheng's domineering actions made her instinctively fear and retreat. She didn't know if it was right or wrong to get involved with Shen Wei again for revenge. She had never seen Huo Mingzheng like this before.

It's almost as if there was a madman dwelling deep within his soul.

" Huo Mingzheng, let me go! What do you want to do"

Huo Mingzheng flung open the sliding door with one hand. The door slammed against the top, then bounced back a short distance.

The hot steam from the hot springs formed a layer of white mist in the air, under the glow of neon lights, it was as beautiful as a fairyland on earth.

But a chill ran down her spine.

She struggled to leave.

Huo Mingzheng pulled her back, peeling open her shirt with one hand. Underneath her outerwear was a new-style Chinese long dress, the neckline designed with buttons. Huo Mingzheng tugged at them a few times.

His three-dimensional, sharply defined facial contours were strikingly alluring under the neon lights, mesmerizing and breathtaking.

The buckle was ripped apart, and he directly tore open her collar. "Aren't you going to soak in the hot springs I'll help you cure your cold."uments and spoke in a calm voice. 。The secretary's hand froze. She glanced back at the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who was in his office. He wasn't looking this way, but he was clearly paying att...