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Wang Hui walked into the bedroom, picked up the phone beside the bed and played the number for Huo Xinyang.

"They're back?" Huo Jianguo, who was reading a newspaper beside the bed, asked.

"Yes." Wang Hui answered casually.

The phone in his hand was picked up. "Xinyang, it's getting dark. Dinner is about to begin. When will you be back?"

There was no answer from the other side. After a long while, she finally spoke, "Auntie, Xinyang has fallen asleep. I'll send her back tomorrow."

"Wh …" "What?" Wang Hui was shocked by the frivolous voice. Even Huo Jianguo frowned at her with his sharp voice.

"Auntie actually can't recognize me anymore?" Zhang Tianhao smiled. "It's me, Tianhao."

Wang Hui finally relaxed and hung up the phone.

On the other side of the phone, Zhang Tianhao hung up and saw Huo Xinyang, who was lying on the bed with only a towel wrapped around her body.

The girl curled up miserably, her cheeks blushing red, her thin lips pursed as she breathed in and out.

Zhang Tianhao's eyes widened as he leaned forward and kissed her soft lips. He lightly licked and slowly twisted his lips, inviting her to indulge in the intoxication with him …

The next morning.

Huo Xinyang rubbed his drowsy eyes. He felt his entire body ache as he slowly stretched. However, his palm touched a warm wall of flesh.

Suddenly opening his eyes, he saw the wall of flesh pressing down on his body.

Zhang Tianhao, who had been lying on the side the whole time, suddenly moved his body onto hers and bit down on her pouting red lips.

"Hiss …" Huo Xinyang gasped from the pain. He knitted his brows as he glared at the man in front of him.

"You're awake?" Zhang Tianhao lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Huo Xinyang looked at the man who looked like he owed him a beating with disgust, "Why are you here?"

However, she couldn't maintain her calm for too long. Soon, she noticed the red half of Zhang Tianhao's upper body. An alluring collarbone, strong skin, and this man was now clinging to her body. However, at this moment, the thing that was pressing against her was …

"Scram!" Huo Xinyang pushed at the man in front of her. At this time, she noticed that she was only wearing a male t-shirt. The collar was a bit big, revealing her fair skin, but underneath, she wasn't wearing anything. If you looked down, you could see the seductive curves inside.

His brain suddenly turned into a paste, pushing the other party away from him while simultaneously wrapping himself tightly in the blanket.

The man on the other side was left with only a pair of pants exposed in the air.

Zhang Tianhao frowned slightly as he stretched out his hand to pull the blanket back.

The moment his warm body touched her, he couldn't help but press her back under his body and forcefully squeeze her between her legs. He pressed her wrist against his side.

The corner of his mouth curled up as he looked at the woman in front of him, "Didn't you pester me last night? You're throwing it aside after using it?"

Huo Xinyang didn't lie naked on the same bed as the man. She was afraid that she would lose her reason for a moment. She bit her lips and said, "Zhang Tianhao, last night, we'll just pretend that …"

Zhang Tianhao said coldly, "Aren't you curious about what happened to us last night?"

Huo Xinyang's eyes were hazy with tears. Her lips trembled as she looked at him, waiting for his answer.

Looking at Huo Xinyang's timid and nervous appearance, Zhang Tianhao felt sad but also felt that he was cute.

He croaked in her ear. "Last night, you …"

Before he could finish his sentence, the door was abruptly pushed open from the outside.

Zhang Tianhao directly covered the two of them with the blanket again and hid Huo Xinyang under the blanket with his head and feet.

Old Mrs. Zhang was helped into the room by her daughter-in-law and asked sternly, "Zhang Tianhao, who are you hanging around the hotel with? Do you know who will be coming home?"

Hu Ge, who was beside her, had an awkward expression.

Zhang Tianhao didn't return home last night. Mrs. Zhang, who was originally worried about her grandchildren's marriage, quickly sent someone to check up on his hotel.

He soon found out that he had gone to the hotel with the girl. The old lady didn't even have time to eat breakfast and had her daughter-in-law bring him to the hotel. The front desk took the room card, then came in to arrest the adulterer.

Zhang Tianhao looked at his grandma with a helpless expression, "Grandmother, why are you here?"

"What are we doing here? Of course it depends on what you do. "

Zhang Tianhao facepalmed. "You guys will scare her."

"What are you afraid of? You've done what you had to do, and now you know how to be afraid? " Old Mrs. Zhang walked over to the bed and lifted the covers.

He then saw a very familiar face. After a long time, he said, "Xinyang, why is it you?"

Huo Xinyang nervously looked at Old Lady Zhang and then glared at the man beside her. He angrily said, "Zhang Tianhao, I hate you!"

The man's eyes narrowed slightly as a faint smile appeared on his face.

On the other side, when Wang Hui and Huo Jianguo got up to go downstairs, Huo Cheng had already packed everything up and was preparing to leave with his car keys.

"Where are you going so early?" Wang Hui frowned. He originally wanted to ask Xin Yang how she was with the second brother of the Zhang Family.

Old Madam Huo, however, sat on the sofa and chuckled happily. "Aiya, he's going to pick Little Mo up to school."

Huo Jianguo's mouth twitched when he heard that. He did not expect his son to be so accurately judged.

"Look at how good their relationship is right now. It won't be long before they come back to live together." The corner of Old Madam Huo's mouth couldn't help but twitch when she thought of the Four Lives Alliance.

Originally, the old lady felt that her child was being too enthusiastic. However, since her grandson was willing, this meant that their relationship was good. Thus, she was very happy.

Wang Hui thought back to what his son had said last night. Looking at how happy the old lady was, he did not know how to tell the truth. Huo Cheng was prepared to bring his wife and children to Fragrant Pavilion Garden.

The doorbell rang early in the morning. When An Zhimo opened the door, she saw that Huo Cheng was wearing a black overcoat. The collar of his white shirt had been casually undone, revealing his beautiful collarbone.

"Why did you come so early?" An Zhimo looked at the man in shock.

"I'll send Xiao Xi to school." Huo Cheng grinned.

An Zhimo bit her lips and rubbed her nose. "Actually …"

"Xi'er has already left with Little Mo." Huo Cheng walked into the room, minding his own business before he even finished speaking.

Huo Cheng took off his jacket and threw it on the hanger, but he didn't see his son.

"Actually, Xi Xi has already sent Mo to school." An Zhimo looked at the breakfast that Xiaoxi had made in the kitchen this morning, then carried a fresh serving to Huo Cheng.

However, when he turned around, he nearly threw the plate in his hands onto the ground.

Huo Cheng was standing behind her, his hands on her sides, very close together.

Huo Cheng placed the troublesome plate in her hand to the side, reached out, and pulled her closer.

An Zhimo stared nervously into Huo Cheng's deep eyes. Seeing his increasingly obvious gaze, her face slowly turned red. She didn't know why she had suddenly started to feel the sensation of having once been in love.