Because he has more important things to do.

...

Xia Chuwei was rudely thrown onto the bed in the bedroom.

As the door was closed with a bang, Xia Chuwei's heart began to tremble.

The aura emanating from Huo Yunting made her afraid.

She curled up in a corner of the bed, looking uneasily at the man who was gradually approaching her.

The fear and wariness in the woman's eyes were like sharp instruments, piercing into Huo Yunting's heart.

Huo Yunting's thin lips curved into a cold arc, "Xia Chuwei, can anyone do it, but not me?"

"..."

Xia Chuwei had no idea what Huo Yunting was talking about, but she didn't dare to answer easily for fear of irritating him.

When she didn't answer, Huo Yunting stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to catch her.

Xia Chuwei dodged aside reflexively, and Huo Yunting's hand froze in mid-air.

The air solidified instantly.

The man looked at her with an increasingly gloomy look.

"Sure enough." He whispered to himself, "I'm the only one who can't do it."

Seeing the man's expression, Xia Chuwei's heart ached.

"Huo Yunting..."

Hearing her voice, Huo Yunting's eyelashes fluttered and he turned to look at her.

Xia Chuwei said softly: "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

Xia Chuwei lowered her head, "I'm sorry for everything..."

Huo Yunting's eyes dimmed, a little self-deprecating.

What is he still looking forward to?

Expect her to say, does she have her own reasons?

Huo Yunting showed no expression on his face: "Xia Chuwei, your apology is worthless to me."

Xia Chuwei also knew that compared to the harm she had done to him, her simple apology was just more hypocrisy.

However, apart from this apology, she seemed to have nothing to express her apology.

As if he could tell what she was thinking, Huo Yunting suddenly said: "If you really feel sorry for me, you might as well do something practical, which would be more meaningful."

Xia Chuwei looked at Huo Yunting suddenly, "What?"

Huo Yunting leaned down and moved his slender fingers from her cheek to her neck, and then gradually downward...

Xia Chuwei got excited and pushed him away.

"Huo Yunting, no!"

Huo Yunting's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes became darker.

"Why not? Do you want to keep your integrity for Yun Zhao? But..."

The man's clear voice was like the most intoxicating liquor.

"You were kidnapped by me twice. Will he believe that nothing happened to us?"

Xia Chuwei said harshly: "Yun Zhao and I... are not what you think, we are actually..."

Huo Yunting mocked, "Don't tell me, nothing happened between you. But, I remember you once admitted in person that you and Yun Zhao have..."

His voice paused, his eyes became sinister, and his tone became aggressive.

"Why can he do it but I can't?"

A bloody red glow appeared in his pupils, and the emotions that had been suppressed for so long finally burst out.

"How am I inferior to him?!"

Xia Chuwei rarely saw Huo Yunting showing his emotions. The man's angry look frightened Xia Chuwei, and she subconsciously stepped back.

In Huo Yunting's eyes, her retreat was a sign of resistance and disgust.

The heartless words Xia Chuwei once said appeared in his mind.

"Huo Yunting, do you think I really like you? You are wrong, the only thing I like...is your money."


Chapter completed!