Huo Yunting's head was dizzy, and he was trying his best to control the surging heat in his body. His deep eyes were gradually stained with a layer of blood red.

Xia Wantang could feel his suppressed pain just by watching.

"Yun Ting..." Xia Wantang's eyes also turned red. She had no good impression of Xia Chuwei in the first place, but her disgust towards Xia Chuwei deepened.

How could Xia Chuwei's heart be so cruel?

She is a woman with strong principles and traditional and conservative thinking. It is difficult for her to accept being entangled with a married man.

Seeing Huo Yunting looking so uncomfortable, Xia Wantang also felt extremely heartbroken.

The words she said to Xia Chuwei before were just a deliberate attempt to test Xia Chuwei.

When she said those words, she had not thought about what would really happen to Huo Yunting and whether Huo Yunting would divorce her and marry her.

She didn't bother to use this method.

But now, those words she had said appeared in her mind like devils.

She even imagined such a scene and found that she was not disgusted.

On the contrary, there is still an indescribable tension.

Xia Wantang turned her head and looked at the man beside her who was trying his best to suppress her.

At such a moment, this man did not appear embarrassed, but rather relaxed and sexy, with a dangerous and fatal attraction around him.

The thoughts in my heart are like a prairie fire, and they are out of control.

Xia Wantang slowly approached the man.

...

After returning from the banquet, Xia Chuwei returned to the villa.

It was already midnight, and Huo Yunting still hadn't come back.

She wasn't surprised.

Because he basically hasn't been back recently.

But for some reason, her eyelids kept twitching, and she always felt as if something bad was about to happen.

There was no reason for this uneasiness, but it made her feel irritable for no reason.

Or maybe, it's what happened today...

Thinking of this, Xia Chuwei opened her bag and took out the bottle that Xia Wantang gave her.

The bottle is empty, there is nothing.

Xia Chuwei held her forehead and let out a long breath.

In the end, she didn't make up her mind and poured out the entire bottle.

She still had to think of a way to deal with Tang Su.

Xia Chuwei took a bath, turned off the light and lay down.

The night was dark and gloomy, but Xia Chuwei slept uneasily.

She had many confusing dreams.

The moonlight was quiet, and she dreamed that she was sitting in a back garden playing the piano.

It is still the song "Moonlight Over the Sea" that she is familiar with.

After the sound of the piano stopped, a tall and slender man came over from behind her.

He handed the rose in his hand to her and said, "For you."

She took the flowers from the man and smiled with her eyebrows creasing.

"Thanks."

The man just looked down at her, his dark pupils reflecting the woman's figure.

"Like it?"

"I like it." Xia Chuwei nodded, and then as if she thought of something, she took out an exquisitely wrapped gift box from the piano stand.

"Yunting, this is my anniversary gift to you."

The man took the gift from her and opened it slowly.

In the gift box, there is a precious pen.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "You gave me a wallet for my birthday some time ago, and you gave me a pen today?"

Xia Chuwei held the flowers in her hands and said seriously: "After the flowers wither, nothing is left. But you can always use the things I gave you. In your free time, when you see the things I gave you, you

You will think of me."


Chapter completed!