owering mountain, motionless as he held her waist tightly. "Still causing trouble Cao Fang, go take care of the paperwork and call Qin Heng." 。After finishing his words, the other hand slipped throug...Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat. Huo Mingzheng was going to do something crazy again!

Without hesitation, she pulled the doorknob back with all her might. However, Huo Mingzheng grabbed her chin with his other hand. She felt darkness engulf her as a deluge of kisses fiercely rained down upon her.

"Let go..." Fu Yan gritted her teeth, refusing to let go, resistance seeping from between her teeth.

The man squeezed with his fingers expertly.

She cried out in pain, her mouth open wide, giving him a perfect opportunity.

Fù Yán clenched her fists and punched him hard, but he was like a copper wall and iron wall. With her strength, she couldn't budge him at all.

She wanted to kick with her foot, but the skirt's hem was too low, she couldn't lift her leg high enough.

Realizing she was trying the same trick again, Huo Mingzheng tightened his grip on her jaw and pulled them apart by a few centimeters.

"You want to bite me again" His thin lips gleamed with water, he said after finishing the sentence. His eyes locked onto hers, and he leaned down to kiss her once more.

Fu Yan turned her head slightly, his kiss landing on the tiny mole at the corner of her eye.

Ho Mingzheng bit down viciously, Fu Yan felt the pain and dodged, but was again held captive in his embrace.

His lips pressed to her temple, syllable by syllable, as if tracing the rhythm of her heart.

Chaotic and collapsing.

He whispered seductively, "You're not allowed to go on blind dates anymore."

......

After she had finished organizing her things, Fu Yan walked out of the fitting room and told the salesclerk that she was leaving first and asked them to let Shen Yiyuan know.

The clerk saw her face flushed, her tender lips like they had been ravaged.

Several people looked at each other in astonishment.

After leaving the brand store, Fu Yan stumbled and almost fell.

Cao Fang followed behind her, "Miss Fu, Mr. Huo asked me to send you home."

Fu Yan now doesn't want to see anyone related to Huo Mingzheng!

She knew she shouldn't take it out on him, but all she could manage was a blank expression. “I’ll drive myself.”

Mr. Huo said you're a bad driver and it's unsafe.

Fu Yan said: “...”

Okay, she has nothing to say.

She turned her head and through the shop window, she saw Huo Mingzheng sitting on a sofa in the brightly lit center, flipping through a fashion magazine. He looked aloof and restrained, as if the man who had been wild in the dressing room earlier wasn't him.

She glanced at the paper bag Cao Fang was holding. She didn't need to look to know it was that dress.

Shen Wei changed into his formal attire and heard that Fu Yan had left. A glint of something profound flashed in his eyes.

"Azheng, what do you think of this dress While you were answering the phone just now, I tried on another one, but I wasn't very satisfied with it."

She twirled, her skirt swirling around her, a blissful smile on her face.

Ho Mingzheng hummed in response, put down the magazine, and said, "You try it slowly. I have something else to attend to first."

"Azheng..." Shen Wei's heart sank. His tone was unclear whether it was resentment or anger, "Grandpa said you would help me try on clothes."

She had always been a pampered princess, used to standing others up. How could she possibly be stood up in the middle of things

She was pulling on Huo Mingzheng's sleeve. She felt it wasn't too much, since they were almost engaged.

Huo Mingzheng calmly brushed away her hand, his eyes unwavering as he looked at her. He said in a soft voice, "Be obedient."

Shen Wei knew that Huo Mingzheng, having risen to his current position as the head of the Huo family, a top-tier influential family in Nancheng who commanded respect and obedience from all, would inevitably exhibit some signs of male chauvinism.

In his life, he disliked being restricted the most, especially by women.

He wanted her to obey, and she could do that.

Immediately putting on a smile, Shen Wei was understanding. "Then you go, I'll send you pictures," he said.

Shen Wei gazed at his back, his eyes falling on the two to three centimeters of scratch marks on his hand. They were clear, like claw marks from fingernails, and hadn't been there before.

She suddenly clenched her fists, the smile on her face cracking inch by inch, transforming into intense unwillingness.

Just now, she heard from outside the fitting room.

As soon as he got into the car, Huo Mingzheng's face darkened. He took out his phone and made a call, "Fire the manager of Jinhe Garden."

The other person was taken aback. "Did he offend you somewhere"

“What dishes are unacceptable on the table, I’ve already instructed them. He can’t hear well anyway, what use is someone like that!”

The person on the phone clearly knew his temper and immediately said, "Okay."

The driver asked, "Mr. Huo, back to the old house"

The carriage was dim. Huo Mingzheng glanced at the seat opposite him, rubbing his jade ring finger, and the muffled laughter of a woman still echoed in his ears.

He said coldly, “Go to the fencing club on Huahuan Road.”as icy, a stark contrast to his earlier demeanor.Fu Yan pushed open the door and walked in. Huo Mingzheng lowered his head to review documents, leaning back against the chair, side-facing the floor-to...