Chapter 81

Fu Yan sat down.Ji Lin got up and went to the kitchen to get a bottle of room-temperature water. He unscrewed the cap and handed it to Fu Yan, who naturally took it and drank."Let's have dinner togeth...The man's furious outburst left Fu Yan's mind blank.

The sound of gurgling water and Shen Wei's panicked cries came from the hot spring area. Fu Yan pulled her legs and ran, stumbling into something in the dim light. She gasped for breath, frantically rushing toward the door.

At this moment, the corridor was silent, not a single soul in sight. She walked barefoot on the wooden floor, the icy chill from beneath her feet surging into her body, clashing with the chaotic blood rushing through her veins. She felt like she would faint any second.

Footsteps were chasing after her, and she felt a shiver run down her spine.

It's over!

Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and covered her mouth!

Her pupils contracted, and she instinctively struggled, kicking her legs wildly and shaking her head frantically, trying to bite the other person's hand. But the person behind her was incredibly strong, easily lifting her from the waist and dragging her into a nearby room.

In the pitch-black room, she was pressed against the wall. As her attacker loosened his hand covering her mouth, she was about to scream for help, but he slammed his hand back over her mouth. His palm was warm, and his fingers were calloused—clearly a man's hand. The danger was close at hand.

Her eyes were filled with panic, she struggled desperately, tears streaming down her face.

"It was me."

A low, familiar voice.

Fu Yan's eyes widened.

Ho Mingzheng.

Her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and through the window, she surely recognized the tall and handsome man before her as Huo Mingzheng.

The next second, a wave of fear washed over her. She clenched her fist and slammed it into the man's shoulder, "You scared me on purpose..."

Huo Mingzheng held her fist, lowered his head to look at her tear-filled eyes, he was truly frightened, his little face had paled.

He spoke in an unusually calm voice, "I haven't asked you yet, what were you doing running down the hallway"

Fu Yan gasped, her breaths coming in short bursts. She had been so nervous just now that she hadn't noticed the faint scent of water lilies on Huo Mingzheng's body. The delicate fragrance drifted around her, and she gradually calmed down.

Hesitant about whether to show Huo Mingzheng the videos and photos she took, she wasn't sure how he would react to Shen Wei. She had to make a decisive move.

So she lied, "A cat just darted out and scared me."

Her eyelashes trembled, tears clinging to them, looking pitifully heartbroken. Her startled expression was indeed like she had been scared.

Ho Mingzheng tightened his grip on her hand, "What brings you here"

Fu Yan wanted to say that she had an appointment with a client, but she checked into a hotel room. What kind of client meeting requires checking into a hotel room Huo Mingzheng was so smart, this lie would fall apart on its own.

She pondered for a moment, "I heard that soaking in hot springs helps with colds. This is the best place in Nancheng, so I'll come here to soak."

I don't know if Huo Ming had checked her credit, he looked at her for a while in the darkness. With a snap, a warm yellow light spilled from above, scattering all of Fu Yan's fear and apprehension.

She looked at the man right in front of her, his masculine hormones were overwhelming. She was rooted to the spot under his shadow and only then did she realize that he had been holding her hand all along.

"Mr. Huo is so busy, could it be that he's also here for a hot spring" She forcefully pulled her hand back, but Huo Mingzheng tightened his grip on her wrist.

I don't know which word offended him, he sneered and said: "If you're not going to soak in the hot springs, what are you going to do You"

A man and a woman living together, they'd had countless encounters. The moment he spoke, Fu Yan felt a wave of discomfort wash over her.

Especially Huo Mingzheng's aura, domineeringly entangled her.

Fortunately, Huo Mingzheng let go of her hand, otherwise he would have discovered her discomfort.."Fu Yan lay in bed, slowly piecing together the words she had learned into a sentence: “Is the child alright”But because it hurt too much, she couldn't muster the strength to shout. Her voice was ver...