t her ankle was covered by her skirt.Suddenly, the man's breath was close to her, and a warm hand grasped her calf, lifting it upward.She instinctively reached to protect her skirt, and in doing so, l...Shen Wei was furious. These two twin brothers were so stubborn. "I don't want to go home now, open the door!"

“I only listen to Mr. Huo.”

Cao Yuan finished speaking, started the car, and remained indifferent to Shen Wei's desperate shouts.

"I said I wanted to get off, are you deaf!" Shen Wei pounded the back of the chair!

Cao Yuan didn't reply to her. He turned on the car stereo, playing music to drown out Shen Wei's scolding.

Shen Wei, exasperated and furious, threw his bag onto the floor mat and glared resentfully at the direction of the drunken revelers.

Her colleagues had left one after another. The once lively private room fell silent. Fu Yan leaned against the sofa, her face mostly hidden by her hair, her fair and delicate skin tinged with blush like rouge.

The room door creaked open, the silence was unnerving. The sharp sound of a can being kicked echoed through the space, Fu Yan frowned impatiently.

"Had too much to drink"

Huo Mingzheng rubbed his backhand against her red cheek, leaned in and sniffed, the smell of alcohol was too strong.

In her half-drunk, half-awake state, she felt an itch and instinctively moved away, shifting her body sideways and falling into the man's arms. She behaved docilely, quiet and well-behaved.

He stared at her for a few seconds, then reached out and pulled her into his arms. His gaze swept across the wine bottle in front of her, and he frowned involuntarily. "How much have you had"

Fu Yan stared with hazy eyes, raised her right hand, and repeatedly confirmed in a dazed state. Then she held up two fingers, looked at them, and felt it was wrong, so she changed to holding up three fingers.

"Three bottles..."

Ho Mingzheng looked at the three bottles of liquor, drank two and a half bottles. The alcohol content wasn't very high, but the aftertaste was strong.

"Congratulations on the promotion" he asked her, looking down.

Fu Yan closed her eyes and nodded, "We can earn more money."

Ho Mingzheng seemed to chuckle, helping her up. He flung open his coat, enveloping her delicate frame with more than enough room.

The manager saw Huo Mingzheng coming back from afar and thought he might have dropped something. He hurriedly delegated his work and followed him.

"Mr. Huo..."

He walked to the door of the room, just as he was about to go in, he saw Huo Mingzheng holding a woman. Huo Mingzheng slightly turned his body sideways, using his coat to wrap the woman, only revealing her black hair and a pair of silver high-heeled shoes.

Oh, it's Miss Shen.

He had seen it before, Miss Shen was wearing silver high heels.

But didn't they leave

"Mr. Huo, did you drop something" The manager was very perceptive. Miss Shen was drunk, so he stood at the door, his eyes avoiding hers, head bowed.

He Mingzheng hummed in response, "This is none of your concern."

"Okay." The manager hurriedly backed out.

As he walked two steps, he muttered to himself. He remembered that Ms. Shen had auburn hair, but the woman in Mr. Huo's arms just now seemed to have black hair.

However, one cannot rule out the influence of lighting.

Whew, he must have been seeing things.

Cao Fang drove the car into Zui Ren's underground garage. Huo Mingzheng hugged Fu Yan and took the elevator straight up.

After getting in the car, Fu Yan quietly leaned against Huo Mingzheng. As the car started, the man's hand moved to the back of her head, protecting her and preventing her from moving around.

Fu Yan was as clingy as a lazy cat, rubbing against his chest. After two days of companionship, she seemed to have developed a dependence on him.

"Why is he so well-behaved tonight"

On Fu Yan's flushed face, her eyes were clear and bright, not showing the slightest hint of intoxication.

She mumbled, "You don't like it"

Ho Mingzheng lifted her face, looking at her intoxicating appearance, and sneered, "If your acting were a little better, I'd like you."emed to have black hair.However, one cannot rule out the influence of lighting.Whew, he must have been seeing things.Cao Fang drove the car into Zui Ren's underground garage. Huo Mingzheng hugged Fu Y...