Shen Wanxing walked up to him, calmed down and shouted.
The man didn't raise his eyes. He ordered tea with his slender fingers, his legs were bent casually, and his whole body was cold. He suddenly said, "Pour the tea."
"Yes, uncle, drink tea."
Shen Wanxing bent his knees, picked up the purple clay pot, turned it around with his wrist, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to He Xizhou. He suddenly looked into He Xizhou's dark eyes, shook his hand and poured the hot tea onto him.
In a panic, he tripped over the sofa and threw himself into the man's arms.
"Throw yourself into your arms?" He looked at her indifferently with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
Last night, this woman's information appeared on his desk.
Both of his parents died, and he was sponsored by his father to go to college. After graduation, he married into the He family.
The background was clean, but he always felt something was wrong.
Her eyes were restless.
"Isn't my uncle a vegetarian? Otherwise, he wouldn't have done that to me last night." Her voice was soft and cold, and she seemed a little unconvinced.
She thought for a long time and felt that this man might be doing this.
His illness is inherently weird.
The man's slender fingers pinched her chin.
"You can provoke me, but you can't afford to lose. Do you think the old man is the one who calls the shots in the He family?" He lowered his head, his breath entwined with hers, without any concern that this was a living room where people came and went.
Shen Wanxing struggled, but his hands were restrained.
She was forced to look up at him, her lips were sexy and red, "What do you mean, uncle, I should beg you and not rely on grandpa?"
Even rabbits will bite when they are anxious.
Shen Wanxing made a very bold move.
She reached out and grabbed the man's tie, raised her head and kissed him. Her kiss fell on his thin lips, green but a bit sultry.
"My uncle likes such a miserable woman like me."
She was like a lazy cat, with revenge hidden deep in her eyes, but those peach blossom eyes were full of water.
dissolute!
The man held her head and kissed her with a punishing nature, absorbing all the oxygen from her. Shen Wanxing almost suffocated.
"Oh……"
He let go of her, a chuckle escaped from his throat, and his eyes were like a storm brewing in the sand city. Those who knew him well knew that he was furious.
"Niece-in-law, remember your identity."
He stood up, pulled off his tie and threw it into the trash can.
After a while, the sound of a car sounded outside the He family's house and gradually became distant. Shen Wanxing let out a long sigh of relief.
She wiped her lips and lowered her eyes, thinking that I am your wife.
This man is really difficult to break through, but he has a fatal weakness.
Who would have known that Mr. He, who was usually extremely indifferent, actually suffered from skin hunger. He longed to be touched. With her so close, the man must not be as calm as he appeared on the surface.
Otherwise, he should have pushed her away just now instead of kissing her...
The rumors about being unfeminine and frigid are actually just disguises of abstinence.
Once you get started...
While I hate her, I can't help but get close to her.
She is not afraid that He Xizhou will hate her, she just wants He Xizhou to stay away from her. Once she gets back everything that belongs to her and completes the task, she can pat her butt and leave.
She had nothing to lose, and if she didn't do it, she would be sent back to prison.
But now, she must use the power of the He family to get back what belongs to her.
After Shen Wanxing finished breakfast alone, he took a taxi to Shen's.
Along the bustling streets, towering buildings stand. All these buildings are under the name of the Shen family. The Shen family is very famous for its clothing design and is exported overseas.
Three years ago, Shen Mingyue was born. Thanks to the design manuscript Shen Wanxing left in the Shen family, she made her mark in international design competitions and was named the most promising emerging designer.
Shen Mingyue thought that Shen Wanxing would never be released from prison in this life.
"Shen Wanxing? In the design department on the 18th floor, go to the director's office to report. Director Shen is already in the company. The director is quite busy this morning and has a meeting with He at nine o'clock."
"good."
Shen Wanxing had a faint smile on her lips, her crimson skirt swaying, and she pressed the elevator to the eighteenth floor. This floor was the design department, and she followed the signboard to find it.
The largest office at the end of the corridor has its door closed.
There was a vague sound of ambiguity. Shen Wanxing paused and looked in through the crack in the door. She saw the man and woman, the faces that appeared in her nightmares repeatedly, Shen Mingyue and Su Haolan.