Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

Huo Yan's eyes were dark, revealing a bit of sharpness: "People can pretend for a while, but they can't pretend forever."

Seeing that he seemed to have an idea in mind, Ruan Xingchen felt much more relieved.

She held her forehead, feeling a little lazy, and her cheeks were slightly hot. "I want to go to that foreign trade company to take a look... If I remember correctly, it was allocated from the old man when he was still alive, right?"

"You know?" Huo Yan was a little surprised and looked up at her.

"I accidentally glanced at it on the document." Ruan Xingchen curled his lips and smiled.

Tonight, to match her red dress, she painted her lips bright red, and her eyes were filled with autumn water, making her look extremely beautiful under the warm light in the room.

Every smile and every movement is full of charm.

But she was so charming and unaware of it, she leaned forward, her sweet voice slightly hoarse: "Is it related to that company?"

He raised his white index finger, as white as a peeled scallion, and pointed upwards.

Huo Yan was increasingly surprised, noticing her exceptional sharpness.

Seeing his expression, she covered her lips and laughed: "Our slums are in chaos. All kinds of forces want to get involved. I know all the intrigues!"

Grandpa Huo gave the foreign trade company to Aunt Huo in the first place, probably to separate the company from the Huo family so that no one would notice anything was wrong.

They would rather lose money than go bankrupt than lose money every year. We are all businessmen, so don’t talk about feelings.

If there wasn't some unspeakable reason, why would they spend a huge amount of money every year for such a burden?

She is really smart beyond imagination.

However, at this moment, Huo Yan had no time to care about these things. He smelled the cold fragrance and the aroma of wine that faded away as she withdrew, and suddenly reached out to grab her slender wrist, stroking it twice.

His dark pupils became even darker as he stared at her, his voice low, "Have you been drinking?"

His voice was pleasant to begin with, and when it was lowered it was full of magnetism, as if it was decorated with little hooks, circling around her earlobe.

Itchy.

Ruan Xingchen subconsciously rubbed his ears, then realized it belatedly and gestured: "I only drank... a little bit."

In her previous life, she often went to the dinner table with Zhong Shaoyang for social events.

She is beautiful, and those people like to force her to drink. If she doesn't drink, it means she is being disrespectful and tactless.

She drank with gritted teeth, vomited after drinking, and finally gained a reputation for being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Ordinary people could not drink more than her.

Only then did she remember that this body was her body at the age of twenty, which had never experienced the ravages of alcohol and was not the body that was easily drunk.

What she didn't know was that the fruit wine she was drinking was light and sweet, but had a strong aftertaste. After drinking several glasses in a row, it was normal to get drunk.

It had been a long time since she had felt this light-headed and soul-lifting. She covered her flushed face and suddenly smiled, "I'm drunk. No wonder I'm so lazy."

Huo Yan's hawk-like sharp eyes fell on her body, face, eyebrows, eyes, and red lips, outlining each inch wantonly and aggressively.

"Yes, you are drunk."

Less alert than when awake, she slumped lazily on the sofa, her cheeks flushed, her charm mixed with innocence, revealing an astonishing allure.

The red silk sets off her fair skin and beautiful features, and her eyebrows and eyes are charming and bewitching.

Huo Yan's Adam's apple moved slightly. Instead of letting go of her hand, he turned his wheelchair and moved a little closer to her.

"Am I beautiful?" As if she finally noticed his gaze, Ruan Xingchen chuckled, and without dodging, she stood up, supported herself with one hand on the back of his wheelchair, and leaned down.

The smell of alcohol mixed with the cool fragrance on her body, turning into a more alluring and charming aroma that filled her nostrils.

She lowered her head, touching the tip of her nose to his, but refused to close her eyes, staring straight into his pupils.

He was more handsome than any man she had ever seen. His cheeks, which had gradually become fuller over the days, had deep lines and were perfect in every way.

"Very beautiful." Huo Yan's voice became even hoarse. He raised his hand and pulled off the hairpin that tied her hair.

Her long, ink-splashed hair fell like silk, falling on her graceful curves, like a fairy sucking people's essence.

Ruan Xingchen chuckled, held his face and kissed him gently.

When she appeared in the hall again, the slight drunkenness had dissipated, her long hair was tied up again, and her lips, which had just been painted with lipstick, were slightly swollen.

Alcohol and sex lead people astray!

Thinking of what she had done under the influence of alcohol, her ears felt hot and she didn't dare drink anymore. She could only pick up the orange juice and sip it in small sips.

"Han Xing."

Zhong Shaoyang was wearing a white suit and looked like a melancholy little prince. He stood two steps away and looked at her.

Ruan Xingchen frowned.

She really didn't want to see him and the Zhong family, not because she still had feelings for them, but because whenever she saw them, all she could think of were the bad memories of the past.

"I don't know why your attitude towards me has changed so much. What did I do wrong?" Zhong Shaoyang felt a pain in his chest and said sullenly, "Does it mean that liking you is wrong? Even if you don't accept me, we should still be friends. How could you change your attitude so quickly?"

"Mr. Zhong, I've already made it clear to you that I don't want to be friends with you." Ruan Xingchen looked at him coldly. "I advise Mr. Zhong to stay away from me, otherwise your mother and sister will pounce on me like mad dogs, and I'll really be troubled."

"Han Xing, how did you become so..." Zhong Shaoyang was puzzled: "My mother just doesn't understand you, but she is still the elder, you shouldn't..."

"It's not about right or wrong." Ruan Xingchen interrupted without hesitation: "She is your elder, not mine. It doesn't make sense for her to come to my house and scold me, and then I have to coax her in a gentle manner."

"Zhong Shaoyang, I've never had a good temper. You'd better take care of the people around you. After all, you've tasted my fist yourself, right?"

She was so kind today, giving such well-intentioned advice.

Unfortunately, Zhong Shaoyang didn't think so. Instead, he looked sad and upset, and was deeply shocked: "How did you become like this..."

Is it really like what my mother said, that once you gain power you become arrogant?

Fortunately, Ruan Xingchen didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise he would have been so angry that he would have punched him twice to wake him up.

At the moment, she was in a good mood and didn't bother to say more to him: "I don't want to see you. Please don't bother me again in the future. For the sake of our past relationship, you don't want me to break up with you, right?"

She turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, even though he had been beaten, Zhong Shaoyang still stepped forward and grabbed her, saying in a self-righteous manner, "Han Xing, even if you don't want to pay attention to me, I can't help but treat you as a friend."

"I saw everything that happened today. Don't be so aggressive when interacting with the Huo family in the future." He said in a dignified manner, "Aunt Huo is Mr. Huo's relative. There's no need to offend her for your half-brothers and sisters...Your personality is too intense. The upper class can't accept it..."