His wife's pregnancy bump disappeared, and Mr. Huo was going crazy missing her.

Qiao Mian raised her eyebrows slightly, waiting for him to say that. She hadn't expected someone as aloof as him to answer her, but to her surprise, he did.

"We...don't know each other."

Qiao Mian wasn't particularly surprised by his answer. Her focus wasn't on what their relationship was, but rather on why they were so cold to each other.

"Since you don't know each other, I get the feeling you don't like him."

Huo Yanbei gently stroked her small face, nibbled on her soft, white ear, and whispered, "Have you not experienced enough of my problems?"

"You..." This man was good at making jokes. He clearly knew what she was asking, but he changed the subject. Since he was unwilling to say, it would be difficult for her to get anything out of him.

Between men, there's a saying: "Two tigers cannot share one mountain." If there's a conflict, it's either for personal gain or for...

woman.

The word "Yan'er" immediately flashed through Qiao Mian's mind. She felt inexplicably choked up and snuggled into Huo Yanbei's arms, pressing her face against his heart. She closed her eyes and refused to speak anymore.

She knew there was a line separating her from Huo Yanbei, and she shouldn't cross it easily.

He's too complicated.

……

Seeing Huo Jinyao sitting on the sofa smoking one cigarette after another, Meng Zhouxue angrily scolded, "This is an office, not a smoking room! You're going too far!"

Huo Jinyao stood up, stubbed out his cigarette with two fingers, threw it out the window, and stared intently at Meng Zhouxue: "You wouldn't be so presumptuous in front of him. I know his background perfectly well. He is Huo Yanbei, the heir of the most prominent Huo family in Yucheng."

Meng Zhouxue paused for a moment, then walked over and closed the office door. "You two young masters have been fighting since the day you met, and it still hasn't stopped?"

"Stop it?" Huo Jinyao sneered. "Unless one of us dies."

Meng Zhouxue pressed his temples. "Back then, you were my most outstanding students, and the mayoral candidates handpicked by the higher-ups. You were passionate and ambitious, and although you were always competing with each other, you were the strongest rivals. If it weren't for that incident..."

"headmaster."

Huo Jinyao spoke coldly, and Meng Zhouxue's face darkened; he chose to remain silent.

Looking at Huo Jinyao's tall and thin back, she sighed inwardly.

Even the most heroic and wise men in this world can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman.

……

Gu Huilan has been acting arrogantly these past few days, and all the previous negative news has vanished. Now she is actively participating in various commercial activities, and as a rare actress in the film industry who has won praise for her acting skills, all sorts of news have faded away.

Tang Cuicui saw Gu Huilan living such a dazzling life and appearing on screen everywhere, which irritated her eyes, but she was helpless.

And so, they finally welcomed their daughter, Yu Mengyao, who was studying in Beijing, back home.

Yu Mengyao wore a bright fuchsia dress, her shoulder-length hair flowing smoothly over her shoulders. Her features were delicate, not exquisitely sculpted, but she was an extremely elegant and distinctive girl. As soon as she entered the house, Tang Cuicui eagerly greeted her, taking her daughter's handbag. "Yaoyao, you're finally back! Do you know how much your mother missed you?"

Yu Mengyao has always been the pride of the Yu family. She excelled in her studies from a young age. In terms of arts and culture, Tang Cuicui put in a lot of effort to cultivate her into a true socialite. However, Yu Mengyao was not born with any special talent. Through hard work, she became a talented singer and dancer. With the support of the Yu family, she became a well-known socialite in Yucheng.

In Yucheng, everyone knows that Yu Zhennan has a daughter who is both beautiful and talented. She is Yu Zhennan's favorite and is the object of many wealthy young men's desire to marry her.

Yu Mengyao has a gentle and dignified personality, but she is not a spoiled rich girl. She is very opinionated. Tang Cuicui wanted everyone in Yucheng to know about her engagement to the Huo family. Yu Mengyao came back this time for this very reason.

"Mom, I won't get married so early." Yu Mengyao's tone was firm, a departure from her usual gentle demeanor.

Tang Cuicui's smile instantly froze, her face falling. "Do you even know what you're saying? All these years of nurturing you have been for nothing! The Huo family, the most prestigious family in Yucheng, is a place countless socialites and heiresses would kill to even get close to. I finally managed to get rid of that bastard Gu Huilan to secure this opportunity for you, and you just say you don't want to get married? Let me tell you, the wedding date is set, and there's absolutely no room for negotiation!"

"Mom, so that means that young master Huo was originally Sister Yu Hua's fiancé."

"So what if it is?" Tang Cuicui frowned.

"Is something stolen really good?" Yu Mengyao's eyes darkened. "Mom, don't forget that my brother and I grew up carrying the burden of being illegitimate children."

Tang Cuicui glared at her. "So what if she is? Gu Huilan, that woman, still lost to me, didn't she? You are now the legitimate young lady of the Yu family, while Yu Hua is the one everyone's talking about as the abandoned daughter of the Yu family! Don't even think about ever entering the Yu family in this lifetime!"

Yu Mengyao shook her head, not wanting to argue anymore. Tang Cuicui sighed and stroked her daughter's hair. "Yaoyao, don't be foolish. The marriage between the Yu and Huo families is destined to alarm the entire Yu City. If you cause any trouble, you'll take my life and harm your brother too. After I gave birth to you and your brother, you were raised outside by Yu Zhennan. You and your brother couldn't be seen in public. How much suffering did I endure?"

As Tang Cuicui spoke, she began to wipe away her tears. Yu Mengyao's attitude softened a bit, and she gently shook Tang Cuicui's arm, "Mom, don't be like this, I know what to do."

Tang Cuicui then patted her daughter's hand with a beaming smile, "This is my good daughter."

……

In the evening, Qiao Mian was watching TV on the sofa when Aunt Li came over with a glass of milk. Huo Yanbei happened to be coming downstairs, took the tray from Aunt Li, sat down next to Qiao Mian, and held the glass of milk to her lips. "It's ten o'clock. Drink it and go upstairs to sleep."

Qiao Mian pushed the milk glass away. "I don't like drinking milk."

"Didn't you drink it every morning when you were in Las Vegas?"

"I don't like drinking milk at night."

"Be good, a glass of milk before bed will prevent you from having nightmares." Huo Yanbei handed the milk glass back to her, placing it directly in her hand, not allowing her to refuse.

"How did you know I was dreaming?" Qiao Mian took the milk and took a small sip.

Huo Yanbei stroked her long hair as if petting a kitten, a smile playing on his lips. "I know a lot about you."

Qiao Mian blinked, feigning calmness: "I don't even understand myself, so how much do you know about me?"

Huo Yanbei lowered his head, kissed away the milk on her lips, and whispered, "I understand you better than you think."