She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Fang Li's gaze was indifferent as she left Meng Yuan behind and turned to go into her room.

The door slammed shut.

downstairs.

Meng Yuan's eyelashes trembled, and she clenched her hands hanging at her sides.

Her eyes were red-rimmed as she stared intently at the magnificent marble floor. In the reflection of the light, she could see that the restaurant entrance was crowded with people.

The leader, Aunt Rong, had a face full of mockery and her eyes couldn't hide her disgust.

Meng Yuan felt a tightness in her scalp and gritted her teeth inwardly.

She's just a caged bird kept here by President Han, and she really thinks she's something special!

Threaten her?

A surge of intense resentment flashed in Meng Yuan's eyes.

She wanted to see how long a privileged young man like President Han could spoil her!

...Master bedroom.

As soon as Fang Li entered the room, the phone next to the bed started ringing loudly, and it seemed to have been ringing for a long time.

She took a deep breath and went over.

As soon as I reached the bedside, the cell phone, which had been ringing loudly, suddenly went silent.

She frowned, bent down and scooped it up. Then, the phone in her hand became active again, the screen flashing, it was Wen Yang.

Fang Li sat up on the bed and answered the phone, holding it to her ear.

"Pear, what's going on?! Why did it take you so long to answer the phone? Did something happen?" Wen Yang asked anxiously.

Fang Li took a deep breath. "Something happened... I was bitten by a dog."

"...A dog..." Wen Yang asked疑惑地, taking a deep breath, "Is it the kind of dog with four legs? Or...the kind of dog I'm thinking of?"

"All."

"Hehe, that's terrible." Wen Yang suddenly chuckled, her tone clearly showing disbelief.

Fang Li pouted, "You don't love me anymore. You can still laugh when you hear that I was bitten by a dog."

"Okay, okay, my bad, I shouldn't have laughed. Can I ask you specifically what the dog that bit you looked like, and how your boss, Mr. Han, reacted when you were bitten?" Wen Yang asked in a flippant manner.

"One, probably an adult poodle, black, about half a person's height. And another, like the Painted Skin from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, doing sneaky things while wearing human skin!" Fang Li said angrily.

"...So detailed! You can't be telling the truth, can you?!" Wen Yang finally noticed that Fang Li's tone was off, paused, and exclaimed in surprise.

Fang Li: "So you thought I was joking with you all this time?"

"I... I just didn't expect that. You're all in Beijing, with President Han protecting you like a big shot, and you still got bitten by a dog? That's unbelievable! I was wondering why I didn't see your husband at the closing ceremony of the corporate summit. Turns out it was because you left early!" Wen Yang said lightly, but her tone revealed a hint of worry.

"So how are you now?"

Fang Li pursed her lips: "It's fine as it is. I had more than a dozen stitches in my wrist, so it might leave a scar."

"How could it be so serious!" Wen Yang's breath hitched, and she asked, "Whose dog is so blind? Where were you bitten? Did you report it to the police? What did your boss, Mr. Han, say?!"

"I was bitten at home, and I didn't call the police," Fang Li said.

"At home? Han Xi's own dog?"

“No.” Fang Li sighed slightly and said, “It’s his third uncle’s daughter’s dog.”

"What! What was Han Xi's attitude? He won't just let it go because of his third uncle, will he?" Wen Yang said angrily. "Don't you live alone with Han Xi? Why would his third uncle's daughter bring a dog to your house?"

"I don't know either," Fang Li said.

Wen Yang gasped for breath, "What about Han Xi?"

"Him?" Fang Li took a deep breath. "Anyway, he was quite angry. He went to the Han family's old house that night and made a scene. However, Han Shiyu had already gone abroad and we didn't see her."

"Damn it! She was lucky she ran fast!" Wen Yang said indignantly.

Fang Li couldn't help but smile: "You sound so disappointed. Why don't I tell you when she gets back, and you can go and get revenge for me?"

“Well, this isn’t my turn.” Wen Yang said regretfully, but seriously: “President Han was so angry for the sake of a woman that he left such an important corporate summit without a word. Wherever he is, there’s no room for me to make a difference.”

Fang Li curled her lip: "Coward, heartless."

Every time he speaks with righteous indignation, he always ends up obediently hiding in the back. He's all bark and no bite!

"Are you insulting me?" Wen Yang asked suspiciously and angrily. "Do you think I'm just all talk and no action all day long?"

"I didn't say that."

That's what you think!

Fang Li raised an eyebrow: "I think... then that's definitely what I'll think."

"Little Pear, you're finished!"

Wen Yang's voice suddenly faded into the distance, then she leaned closer to the receiver and said, "I'm taking this call. I'll deal with you when I get to Beijing."

beep...

Before she could answer, the call was disconnected.

Coming to the capital?

Fang Li didn't take it seriously, raised an eyebrow, exited the call, and started browsing Weibo.

While scrolling, I came across information about Song Yuchen's new movie. It is said that Wenxi Film and Television, which was originally responsible for the production, suddenly withdrew its investment for some reason. Fortunately, Yaoxing has a strong backer, and Shengshi Group stepped in to fill the gap.

She hadn't heard from Song Yuchen and Yu Wei for several days, and suddenly felt as if they had drifted away from her life.

Fang Li glanced at it briefly and then scrolled past it.

She was staring at her phone listlessly when she suddenly heard a noise at the door. Soon, the door was pushed open, and a tall man strode in.

"Why are you back?" Fang Li asked in surprise.

Han Xi smiled but remained silent. He walked over and sat down beside her, took her hand from her side, and stared at her with a slightly probing gaze: "Why are you alone in the room?"

His palms were warm and dry. Fang Li couldn't help but think of the hand that had been messing with her waist last night. Her eyes flickered slightly, and she looked up at him.

Meeting her gaze, Han Xi raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

"You last night...?"

"Last night?" Han Xi asked in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of deeper meaning.

Fang Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she awkwardly looked away, saying, "...It's nothing."

Han Xi took her hand and pulled her into his arms.

Fang Li's heart tightened. She quickly glanced at the door and found it closed. The room was quiet, with only the two of them inside. Feeling nervous, she couldn't help but furrow her brow.

Upon seeing her frown, Han Xi immediately stopped his movement to put his arm around her and looked down at her: "Did I bump into you? Does your hand hurt?"

"..." Fang Li shook her head, her cheeks were a little hot from his warmth, and she tried to pull her hand away to escape, but unfortunately, she failed.

Han Xi smiled, looking at her constantly flickering eyes, as if guessing what she was thinking. He stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his arms, holding her with a meaningful look, and said, "Did you sleep well alone last night?"

Fang Li felt a puff of hot air above her head, and before her eyes was the man's Adam's apple bobbing slightly. She froze, suddenly realizing something.

So, the person she vaguely saw last night was him, and she wasn't dreaming!

He secretly slept with her and then deliberately asked her how she slept alone. How could this man be so awful!

Fang Li said awkwardly, "You...you did this on purpose!"

"What?" Han Xi asked knowingly.

Fang Li didn't know what she was thinking, but she got so angry that she opened her mouth and bit down on the neck in front of her, using a bit of force, but quickly let go.

When she let go, she was shocked to see the red mark on the man's neck.

My mind went blank for a second, and my head instantly turned red.

"I..." Fang Li's breath hitched, and she froze, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Above her head, Han Xi's eyes suddenly deepened.

Before Fang Li was ready, a large hand slid down and wrapped around the back of her neck. He turned his body slightly to avoid her injured right hand, and with a swift movement, he pinned Fang Li to the large bed behind him.

His exceptionally handsome face was pressed to the ground, his dark eyes fixed intently on the woman before him, his voice low and husky: "Has anyone ever told you that a man's neck shouldn't move?"