Seven years ago, she was a little orphan living in the Huo family, and he was the second son of the Huo family who was deeply in love. When she was young, she fell in love with this man who was eight years older than herself, but she became the girlfriend who pushed him to loveThe murderer who fell from the building. Seven years later, she is a beautiful overseas reporter, and he is the sole heir of the Huo family. When they meet again on a narrow road, she turns a blind eye to him, but he appears from time to time, inadvertently cutting off one branch after another of her peach blossoms.Mu Qian bent her lips and smiled: What exactly does Mr. Huo want? Huo Jinxi, who has always been calm and peaceful, estranged from sexual abstinence, slowly spit smoke rings on her face: Want to sleep with you? Sleep with me? Mu Qian raised her eyebrows, your six-year-oldDoes the eldest son agree? *Seven years ago, surrounded by enemies with wind, sword, and frost, he forced her to leave with a ruthless face; seven years later, he laid a net with his own hands to welcome her back.