After slacking off on the chaebol's son, she was caught and forced to kiss him and cry

Pei Miao thought it was outrageous.

The pitiful little face almost couldn't hold back.

Pei Miao was somewhat speechless at his constant self-absorption. She endured it again and again: "I haven't touched you, haven't done anything yet, and this is called seduction?"

Huo Xuan's expression was a little strange. He let out a drawn-out "Ah" and said warily, "So what else do you want to do?"

"..."

Pei Miao's expression froze for a moment, and she swallowed her anger again: "That's not what I meant."

Huo Xuan sighed softly.

He looked a bit arrogant, as if he thought he was the most popular person in everyone's eyes, and his tone was arrogant and rude:

"It's no use thinking about it."

For the first time in her life, Pei Miao encountered an arrogant guy like Huo Xuan.

She looked at Huo Xuan quietly with complicated eyes.

When Huo Xuan used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to wipe the wound on her neck, she shuddered.

He looked aggrieved and said weakly, "It hurts."

Huo Xuan ignored her, casually stirred a few cotton swabs in the iodine bottle, and then pressed them roughly against her neck.

I didn't even wrap it with gauze. After I was done, I threw the thing into the trash can.

Pei Miao blinked, stretched out a tender little hand, and gently pulled his sleeve.

He could pull it back with just a little force.

But he stood still.

"What?"

Pei Miao bit her lips with her delicate white teeth. She raised her long, thick eyelashes that were as slender as a palm-leaf fan, and a thin layer of mist filled her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

"Little Master Huo, do you still mean what you said last time?"

"What?" He pulled back his sleeve that she was holding.

He looked down at the girl in a crimson dress sitting on the motorcycle, with a relaxed and nonchalant look on his face.

Pei Miao's eyelashes trembled slightly: "You asked me if I should go with you."

She bit her lower lip and asked him cautiously, "Does it still count?"

Her eyes were innocent and clear, reflecting his loose, lazy and handsome face. Her voice was sweet and soft, like the uneasy cry of a kitten that had just been born.

Huo Xuan looked at her with eyes that were deep and heavy, making it hard to read.

Pei Miao bravely held his fingers, but her expression was apprehensive: "Little Master Huo."

"Can you please protect me?"

Huo Xuan's tall and thin body leaned against the motorcycle, his long legs bent casually.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, took one and put it between his lips, lowered his head, and lit it.

A sudden flash of scarlet fire blocked the thoughtful look in his eyes.

After a while, he asked, "Do you know what will happen if you come with me?"

"I know." Pei Miao lowered her eyelashes: "Is it okay?"

What interrupted Huo Xuan's answer was Pei Miao's cell phone ringing.

When Pei Miao saw the note was Su Peiyun, a cold light flashed across her eyes.

You really know how to pick the time.

Ruining her good deeds.

Pei Miao raised her long eyelashes, her eyes red, and clicked the answer button, but accidentally pressed the speaker button.

Su Peiyun's cautious voice came from the other side: "Miao Miao, I heard from your father that you are looking for a part-time job?"

Pei Miao: "Yeah."

"As a girl still studying, how can you find a good part-time job? What happened last time was indeed your fault. Come back quickly and apologize to your father. Mom will ask him to unblock your bank card immediately."

Pei Miao felt Huo Xuan's gaze on her. She thought for a moment and said, "Mom, I don't want to go back."

"Pei Miao." The voice on the other end was faintly angry. "Can't you understand? I brought you here to marry me, not to cause trouble! You must come back to me tonight and apologize!"

Pei Miao's voice was tinged with tears: "Mom, do you know what Fu Bian did to me?"

There was silence for a few seconds, and then the voice rose again: "You kid, your father just got drunk and walked into the wrong room that night. He didn't do anything to you. Why do you have to keep holding on to this matter?"

"Are you going to be satisfied only after seeing me kicked out of the Fu family?"

Pei Miao lowered her head and said nothing.

Su Peiyun said directly: "If I don't see you at nine o'clock tonight, your father's ashes..." She paused and continued to threaten: "I will scatter them."

Then he hung up the phone.

Huo Xuan lowered his eyelashes and looked at Pei Miao's profile. Her eyelashes were very beautiful, the teardrop moles at the corners of her eyes were even redder, and even the tip of her nose was red.

Huo Xuan heard the voices of coercion and inducement clearly. He suddenly wondered, was Pei Miao also threatened in this way when she came to Shuijin Bay that day?

"Little Master Huo, can you take me back?"

Huo Xuan pursed his lips tightly and was about to reply to her when he suddenly felt something hit the back of his hand.

He was stunned and looked down, seeing a drop of water on the back of his hand.

Hearing her voice, which was clearly filled with tears, Huo Xuan's lips pursed even tighter.

Pei Miao tilted her head to look at him, her red eyes filled with tears of grievance, and pearl-like crystal tears fell down her delicate and beautiful little face.

Dripping on the back of his hand.

Those were Pei Miao's tears.

Huo Xuan's Adam's apple rolled slowly. He restrained his nonchalant expression and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

She didn't move, didn't answer, just shed tears quietly.

After a long while, Huo Xuan looked calm and composed. He reached out his hand and roughly wiped away the tears from her face without any emotion.

Indifferently, in a casual tone: "It's so ugly."

Pei Miao raised her eyes and looked at him quietly for several minutes. Her fair and tender face was turned red by Huo Xuan's brutal actions, and she held back her tears.

Huo Xuan: "Get out of the car."

Pei Miao got out of the car obediently.

Huo Xuan threw the helmet to her: "Put it on."

He got on his motorcycle and asked, "Where is your home?"

"Yuhu Mansion."

He glanced at Pei Miao and felt that this girl had little taste.

But seeing how upset she was, he mercifully reminded her, "Do you want me to carry you into the car?"

Pei Miao didn't dare to cry anymore, for fear that Huo Xuan would continue to wipe her face expressionlessly and savagely.

She got in the car and made a request: "Drive slower."

Huo Xuan was silent for a long time, then curled his lips and said, "Oh."

The car was running at a steady but fast speed, and Huo Xuan did not perform any fancy showmanship.

Pei Miao suspected it was because the helmet was on her head.

She maintained a pitiful and weak appearance, with her head hung and her eyes red, like a shaky little white flower.

Until she got out of the car, she shed another tear, looking pitiful: "Thank you, Master Huo."

Without further ado, she turned around and headed into the Yuhu Mansion.

"Pei Miao."

Huo Xuan suddenly called her.

Pei Miao paused and looked back at him.

Huo Xuan held the black helmet in one hand and slowly raised his eyelids to look at her.

He bit the cigarette, and with a movement of his thin lips, gray smoke was exhaled, lingering on his noble and handsome face, making his eyebrows and eyes look deep and blurred.

Especially the red mole on his nose bridge is eye-catching.

He said, “It depends on your performance.”

Pei Miao was stunned and didn't react.

He repeated in a good-tempered manner: "I said, it depends on your performance."

?

!

!! ?

You asked me whether I should go with you, does that still count?

see your performance.

What I mean is, it’s not impossible, but it depends on your sincerity.

Pei Miao looked stunned and at a loss.

He raised his eyebrows and said frivolously, "Don't add me on WeChat?"

Pei Miao blinked her eyes, wiped back her tears, took out her mobile phone, scanned his QR code, and her friend request was approved.

He raised an eyebrow and drawled, "If you harass me, I'll delete you as a friend."

It sounded like a casual joke. After saying this, he put out his cigarette, put on his helmet, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away.

Pei Miao instantly put away the pitiful and weak expression on her face, and even her eyes became cold. A vicious look that was extremely inconsistent with her character appeared on her pretty face.

She turned around neatly and walked into the Yuhu Mansion.