Chapter 7

t's a shame such a beautiful woman was wasted.The waiter swiped the room card and pushed the door open.Kevin entered the room with a woman from Eastern Europe and a tall, leggy male waiter.The smell o...As soon as Song Qing霜 and the others left, Fu Yan immediately stood up and dodged Chen Rang's hand reaching out to her.

She clutched her phone and apologized, "Mr. Chen, I'm so sorry for wasting your time."

Chen Rang wasn't stupid. He raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean"

"Today, this matter, my mom didn't go through me."

It turns out that's the case, no wonder she looked so absent-minded, it seems she was forced to come.

"Well, well," Chen Rang slowly stood up, leaning against the side of the table, lazily raising his eyes to look at her, and giving a carefree smile. "It's nothing."

Fu Yan was surprised that he was so easy to talk to. Before, she had judged him by his appearance and thought he was a playboy.

Just wanted to apologize again, Chen fiddled with his car keys.

"No matter what, I have to send you back. Letting you go home alone at night would ruin my reputation!"

Fu Yan thought about it for a while, and finally nodded.

Tianshui Lou is an ancient-style building with gray tiles, white walls, carved railings and flying eaves. At night, it resembles water, becoming even more uniquely picturesque and elegant, a tranquility and sophistication that cannot be bought with wealth.

As Fu Yan passed by a certain private room, she accidentally heard someone call out "A Zheng."

She subconsciously raised her head. It was a private room starting with the character "tian" (meaning heaven). Such luxury, even money couldn't buy it. It was usually reserved for the elite at the top of Nancheng's power pyramid.

This is Huo Mingzheng's Tianshui Lou, wherever he goes, it must be the best.

Cao Fang came out to answer the phone, pulled open the door, and at that glance, Fu Yan saw Huo Mingzheng inside, along with the woman beside him.

Breathing stopped for a moment.

She had no time to dodge the gaze. Huo Mingzheng glanced at her through the curtain, a smile still lingering on his lips. The woman beside him covered her mouth, laughing so hard she was about to fall onto his arm.

That was the woman who got engaged to Huo Mingzheng.

It turns out he made a dinner date with her.

Just now, she called herself Azheng.

From the start, Fu Yan had whispered countless times in her heart. Later, at the peak of intimacy, she whispered once more. However, Huo Mingzheng didn't like it. She asked him why.

He didn't answer, coaxing her to call him "second brother" instead, and after that, she never called him Azheng again.

Only his closest friends and family call him that, which goes to show how much Huo Mingzheng adores his fiancée.

Cao Fang closed the door with his backhand. Fu Yan's last view was that woman taking Huo Mingzheng's arm and leaning toward him.

She heard the blood rushing back to her heart, a thumping sound. Then she heard Cao Fang calling her name: "Miss Fu."

Pull her back to reality.

Fu Yan nodded slightly, a bitter taste in her chest. She turned and walked away, brushing past Cao Fang.

Cao Fang turned his head and looked at Chen Rang's back, his brow furrowed.

Chen Rang insisted on sending Fu Yan back home. Fu Yan couldn't refuse, so she casually mentioned a small district name, pretending it was her residence.

She kept her address a secret, living alone and never revealing it to just anyone.

Moreover, it's a man I will never see again.

All along the way, she couldn't stop thinking about that woman leaning in close to Huo Mingzheng's face.

But he didn't refuse.

I have reminded myself countless times that I have nothing to do with Huo Mingzheng anymore. We are just cousins now, his feelings and marriage have nothing to do with me.

Still no progress. Thinking about him all the time.

It's really time to stop here, Fuyan. Don't let people see through you.

After getting out of the car, she thanked Fu Yan and watched Chen Rang leave. Making sure he had gone far enough, she hailed a taxi and returned to her apartment complex.

As soon as I stepped through the door, I wanted to call Song Qing霜 and tell her that Chen Rang and I weren't a good match. I asked her not to bother introducing anyone else to me in the future, but my phone was dead and turned off.

Just charged my phone, and the doorbell rang.

She wondered if it was Song Qing霜, saying she wanted to play mahjong. Maybe she just wanted to create an opportunity for her and Chen Rang to be alone. Perhaps she had been watching her all along, knowing she had returned, and immediately came over.

Given her understanding of her own mother, it's quite possible.

Thinking this way, she grew agitated again.

Pushing open the door, a hand that was obviously not a woman's rested against the frame.

Wrists were thick, with a hint of a black serpent tattoo peeking out.

Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat. It was the black mamba.

Looking at Chen Rang's nonchalant smile, a cold sweat broke out on his back. Several thoughts flashed through his mind. He knew she was lying to him and had been following her.

She slammed the door shut.

Chen pressed his foot against the door, the smile on his face fading into a sinister grin. "Miss Fu is quite cunning, isn't she"

Saying that, he pressed his hand on the door with one hand and pushed it in. Due to the disparity in strength between men and women, Fu Yan was no match for him at all. The door slammed against the wall with a bang.

"What do you want Leave now, or I'll call the police." She remembered her phone was charging, so she grabbed a handy thing from the entranceway, a ceramic beckoning cat.

Chen Rang sneered, suddenly reaching out to grab her wrist. The lucky cat smashed onto the ground, breaking into several pieces.

The door was slammed shut.

"Get out, get lost!" Fu Yan twisted her hands, kicking and stomping, scattering things at the threshold.

"What, think a casual 'sorry' will make everything okay" Chen Rang panted heavily, "You treat me like a monkey to be played with!"

Fu Yan struggled with all her might, but Chen Rang tightened his grip, pulling her closer into his arms and holding her slender waist captive.

He's so soft, he really wanted to hug her like this before. The feel is even better than he imagined.

"Looking at your mother like that, I'd sell you in a heartbeat. And Miss Six You really think you deserve to be called that"

Chen Rang grabbed her by the back of the neck, lifting her head up. He looked at her face, which was as rosy as rouge, and her beautiful eyes blinked flirtatiously. He leaned in to kiss her.

Fu Yan's face turned deathly pale. With all her might, she threw her head back and charged straight at Chen Rang.

"Ouch!" Chen Letting pain instinctively let go of his hand.

Fu Yan fell to the ground, this collision made her eyes stargaze. Her vision turned white and blurry, she couldn't see the road. Relying on instinct, she stumbled to her feet and bumped into the door. Her hand trembled as she grasped the doorknob.

She had to escape, or else she would be doomed forever.

Just as she was about to open the door, Chen Rang suddenly rushed over!

After getting home, she took off her coat, revealing a close-fitting knitted sweater underneath. Chen Rang grabbed and pulled at it, exposing large patches of white skin and rounded shoulders.

It was blindingly bright, Chen Rang's eyes turned red with the sight. He rushed forward and pressed Fu Yan against the door panel, tearing at her blouse from behind.

A sharp pain shot through his neck, it was Chen Rang who bit him.

She couldn't even scream for help. Chen Rang's hand came around from behind and covered her mouth.

A buzzing sound filled my ears, and faintly I could hear the sound of a belt unbuckling.

Fu Yan's pupils contracted, her face drained of all color. Countless scenes flashed through her mind, finally settling on the image of the woman leaning towards Huo Mingzheng.

He was lost in a world of tenderness, while she was alone and helpless, with no one to save her.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.p.He leaped up quickly, flipping over the railing at the edge. The moment he landed, almost simultaneously, he drew his pistol from behind his waist. A flurry of gunfire erupted, aimed directly at hi...