Trapped in a chaotic situation, the little beauty is kissed until she cries every night.

Chapter 179 The Ball, Drugged, I Saved You, A Night of Spring Breeze

"Stealing, having an affair?"

These two words felt like they were burning my tongue.

Minghua stammered out the words, her face full of disbelief.

It's really hard to imagine that they could see such a thing.

Even more unbelievable is that someone like Fu Shizheng was actually willing to cooperate.

"What? Don't believe it?"

Fu Shizheng had a smile on his lips.

He began his performance of the script.

“Originally, I disagreed. If I, Fu Shizheng, like someone, I will naturally marry her properly and bring her into the family.”

“But you made excuses that you hadn’t finished your studies and didn’t want to be different at school, so I really had no choice but to cooperate with you.”

Minghua pursed her lips: "Did we meet at school?"

"No."

Fu Shizheng quickly denied it.

The two had already entered the lecture hall of the academy.

There haven't been any events lately, it's empty and quiet.

The two walked inside, and could even hear echoes.

Fu Shizheng changed his grip on Ming Hua's hand from being tightly in hers to putting his arm around her waist. "Do you still remember the Ming family?"

Have you checked on the StarNet?

Minghua hummed in agreement.

Her relationship with the Ming family can be easily found with a simple search on the StarNet.

He naturally knew that he had severed ties with the Ming family.

Fu Shizheng chuckled softly, his magnetic, deep voice echoing in Minghua's ears.

"We first met at Mingzhu's coming-of-age ceremony."

"That was the first day you were brought back to the Ming family."

Minghua understood and added, "So someone provoked and ridiculed me, you stood up for me, and then we got together?"

"Well, we wouldn't say we're together."

Fu Shizheng raised an eyebrow and looked at Ming Hua with a smile.

"You just treat me like a tool that you can use easily."

"No disclosure, no promises."

"When I'm angry, you should comfort me."

Just like that, Fu Shizheng guided Minghua and pushed open the backstage door of the auditorium.

The lights were off, and the entire backstage area of ​​the auditorium was dark.

Minghua was pinned to the bed by Fu Shizheng, who then showered her with a heavy kiss.

“Like this,” Fu Shizheng whispered in Minghua’s ear, his hot breath spraying on her snow-white earlobe. The next second, her earlobe was fiercely captured by the man’s burning lips and tongue.

"Huahua, how cruel you are."

"If I don't reach out to you, you won't come looking for me either."

"There's no other way, so I can only take this opportunity of giving a speech at your school to meet you."

"We kissed secretly backstage behind everyone's back."

"Tell me, isn't this adultery?"

Her earlobes turned bright red and burning hot, and Minghua even felt that the half of Fu Shizheng's face that had been close to her was also burning.

Fu Shizheng then reached out and tightly embraced Ming Hua, pressing her against the wall.

Minghua's legs were wrapped around Fu Shizheng's strong waist and abdomen.

"Huahua, baby, wife, I love you."

At this moment, Fu Shizheng was no longer the elite, iron-blooded CEO he appeared to outsiders.

His thin lips bit Minghua's lips and wouldn't let go.

They even wanted to do something more outrageous.

The darkness, where one couldn't see their own fingers, amplified this secret longing.

Fu Shizheng was trembling uncontrollably.

More than half an hour later, the two finally calmed down.

A strand of Minghua's black hair clung tightly to her face, damp and making her look somewhat pitiful.

However, Fu Shizheng's appearance was not good either; his entire handsome face was burning with heat.

As if sensing something, it raised its hand and opened the backstage door, letting in wisps of light from outside.

Minghua closed her eyes involuntarily.

The next second, Fu Shizheng's somewhat hoarse voice rang out:
"Jun Yiqing is waiting for you outside, go out." As for Fu Shizheng himself, he leaned against the wall, clearly not having calmed down so quickly. His prominent Adam's apple bobbed violently under Ming Hua's gaze.

Minghua: ...

This is truly a deadly choice, a dilemma with no way out.

Minghua no longer wants to play with this group of men.

In any case, the scene will eventually start to veer into some unpredictable places.

All she wants now is to go home.

She pursed her lips and stepped out from backstage first.

Jun Yiqing was indeed already sitting and waiting in the auditorium.

Upon seeing Minghua come out, he waved to her in a good-natured manner.

After Minghua approached, she calmly handed her a glass of warm water.

"Are you thirsty? Have some water first."

She seemed to be incredibly gentle and considerate.

However, the more this happened, the more Minghua felt something was amiss.

He held the water glass to his lips without touching it, and hesitantly opened his mouth:
"I'm getting ready to go home."

"If you have time later, can we visit the school again?"

Jun Yiqing nodded, "Of course, everything will be based on your standards."

Minghua took a breath, not expecting Jun Yiqing to be so easy to talk to.

He put down his water glass and said, "Let's go back now."

"Well, there's no rush."

As Jun Yiqing spoke, he took something out from the side.

"After hearing so much from them, isn't Huahua curious about how we met?"

Minghua scratched her cheek awkwardly.

Frankly speaking, the saying "curiosity killed the cat" is becoming increasingly relevant.

Minghua felt that she shouldn't be so curious.

Anyway, what needs to be known will eventually be known.

Just as he hesitated, Jun Yiqing calmly handed over what he was holding.

It is a painting.

As if sensing Minghua's doubts, Jun Yiqing smiled slightly and explained:

"As you know, I am a painter, and you are one of my students."

"At the time, you lied and said you needed a nude model but couldn't find one, so you asked me to be your model."

"This is the model portrait you drew for me."

"By the way, you added those roses yourself," Jun Yiqing added casually, speaking mostly the truth and appearing quite self-assured.

Minghua: ...

She had originally wanted to praise her drawing skills, as she had even drawn the tattoo design on Jun Yiqing's body.

"The tattoo on my waist that I got later was also drawn by you."

He only extended a very slight invitation.

Minghua's face turned completely red, and she didn't want to say anything.

No amount of explanation or justification will help at this moment.

Even though she had amnesia, upon careful consideration, she felt that there was a high possibility that she had done such a thing.

Perhaps because Jun Yiqing seemed too easy to talk to at the moment, Minghua couldn't help but quietly ask:

"Do you know how I met Yan Wenjin and the others?"

Before Jun Yiqing could answer, Yan Wenjin, wearing devil horns and a coat, strode in aggressively.

"If Huahua wants to ask anything, it would be better to ask me directly."

As she spoke, she placed the little fox ears she was holding on Minghua's head.

He looked around and exclaimed in admiration:
"good."

"What did you bring me?" Minghua tilted her head and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

Slender, jade-like fingers touched the tips of the finely colored red fox's fluffy ears.

It has a beautiful color difference.

Not to mention Minghua's expression at this moment, which looked so well-behaved.

Yan Wenjin reached out to stop Minghua's urge to remove the fox ears, and simply asked:

"Didn't you want to know how we met?"

He put it simply: "At the school dance, you were drugged, and I saved you."