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

The kiss was light and gentle, as if handling a fragile treasure.

Qiao Mian felt like she was having a dream.

In my dream, I was kissing Huo Yanbei on the Huo family's bed.

Six years.

She had never had a romantic relationship, but perhaps over time, she developed physical needs.

I occasionally have erotic dreams.

I keep dreaming about Huo Yanbei, doing *that* kind of thing in different places...

Just like now, the passionate kiss felt like it was melting her body.

She could even hear her own disordered breathing.

Overwhelmed with emotion, she clung tightly to his shoulders with her small hands, responding to his kiss...

Huo Yanbei didn't expect her to respond.

He raised his head slightly, wanting to see if she was awake, but the woman suddenly hooked her arm around his neck and pulled his head back.

Huo Yanbei paused for two seconds, opened his eyes, and looked at the woman with her eyes closed, returning the kiss in a disordered manner.

He is clearly not in a good state of mind.

"A-Wu..."

He held her tightly, then rolled over, covering her slender figure beneath him.

He kissed her lips deeply, and while taking a breath, he whispered her name tenderly.

I want to hear her response.

However, she seemed to be immersed in a dream, and simply kissed him quietly.

Just as their bodies were pressed together without any distance between them, and kisses landed on her shoulders and neck, caressing her reddened earlobes, the man coaxed her repeatedly, "Awu, call me brother..."

Upon hearing the word "brother," Qiao Mian frowned in resistance.

He mumbled something, and just as he felt like he was about to suffocate, he suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, Huo Yanbei was on top of her, their lips locked in a passionate kiss...

His large hands kneaded her lower back forcefully.

Qiao Mian stared wide-eyed in terror, immediately loosening her arms from around his neck and pushing his shoulders, "Let...let go...uh."

Once he realized she was awake, Huo Yanbei, whose eyes were already filled with lust, was not about to let her go.

He grasped her slender wrists with his large hand and loosened her tie with his other.

He skillfully wrapped it tightly and placed it on top of her head.

"Mr. Huo...you...um."

The words he wanted to say were swallowed back down his throat.

She struggled to free her bound hands, only to be met with increasingly fierce kisses.

The familiar scene reappeared in my mind.

She was both ashamed and angry.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, one by one.

He tasted the salty bitterness of tears.

And I heard soft sobbing.

Huo Yanbei stopped.

Looking at Qiao Mian, whose eyes were blurred with tears, beneath him, his crimson eyes gradually moistened, and his voice became terribly hoarse, "Awu, call me brother, okay?"

Qiao Mian closed her eyes resentfully, turned her face away, refusing to look at him. "Mr. Huo, if I call out, will you let me go?"

The title "President Huo" felt like a bucket of ice water being poured over my head.

The face that should have been Ah Wu's in the man's eyes gradually turned back into Qiao Mian's face.

"Feel sorry……"

He slumped heavily against the crook of her neck, his voice hoarse and muffled: "You look so much like my A-Wu..."

Qiao Mian stared helplessly and forlornly at the ceiling, calling out, "Brother..."

His voice was wooden, devoid of any emotion.

Huo Yanbei looked up at her, his eyes filled with pain. "Are you really not A-Wu?"

Looking at this irrational, even insane man, Qiao Mian had no desire to argue with him or get angry.

Her slender, pale fingers touched his thin lips. "Mr. Huo, has your sister ever called you 'brother'?"

One sentence, like an ice hammer, shattered the hope that had been surging in his heart.

Yes, he had never heard A-Wu speak.

How could he have heard A-Wu call him "brother"?

When Huo Yanbei saw only endless disgust and resentment in Qiao Mian's eyes, his heart sank to the bottom.

Finally, the tie wrapped around her wrists was untied.

They were even prepared to be slapped.

However, Qiao Mian neither cried nor made a fuss, and didn't even glance at him. After getting off the bed and straightening her clothes, her voice was cold and trembling slightly, "Mr. Huo, please give me back my phone. My daughter is still waiting for me at home..."

At this point, tears welled up again.

Huo Yanbei closed his eyes guiltily, then got up and handed her the phone that was in the bedside table drawer. "I didn't unlock your phone."

Qiao Mian turned around, took the phone, put it in her pocket, and then raised her tear-streaked face, choking back tears as she said, "President Huo, I was repeatedly harassed by Director Han at Ronghua Law Firm. I'm a lawyer, and I know best how to protect myself with the law, but do you know why I had to keep enduring it?"

Huo Yanbei's eyes showed a hint of pity. He reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, but Qiao Mian took a step back. "Because I can't afford to offend him. I need to work and earn money to support my child."

"I really dislike your behavior towards me."

"But you are a big shot, what can I possibly do against you? Even if you bully me tonight, I will still go to work as usual on Monday, call you President Huo as always, and obey all your orders."

"But, Mr. Huo, your personal obsession shouldn't ruin other people's lives."

After saying that, she wiped away her tears, turned around, and walked towards the door.

Just as she grasped the doorknob, Huo Yanbei strode over and hugged her tightly from behind.

"Qiao Mian, I apologize to you again."

His voice was calm yet hoarse.

Qiao Mian cried out softly, her whole body trembling.

Huo Yanbei folded his arms around himself. "Don't cry."

"open……"

She sobbed and growled, but her voice was extremely weak.

The man buried his face in her neck: "Qiao Mian, you need money, don't you?"

"Yes……"

She admitted it.

However, I don't know what he meant by saying that.

As she tried to turn around and ask him, Huo Yanbei grabbed her waist, immobilizing her. His cool lips brushed against her earlobe: "Qiao Mian, if you're with me, I'll give you a lot of money, but don't worry, I won't have any physical relations with you."

Qiao Mian was completely stunned.

After a long pause, she turned around, tears streaming down her face, and laughed sadly, "You want me to be your lover?"

The man raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes: "Interpret it however you like, I'm just buying time to be with you."

He is straightforward and sincere.

But Qiao Mian hated it to the core.

Her tone was mocking, "To be a stand-in for your sister?"

The man frowned. "Qiao Mian, perhaps you feel that my suggestion hurt your pride, but you can look at it from a different perspective. You are short of money, and I am paying for your time. It's just a transaction. You should focus on the price, not worry about other things."

At this point, Huo Yanbei pinched her chin: "Qiao Mian, you have a price, and a very high one."

After saying that, he placed a card in her hand. "I didn't mean to insult you. I'm just talking to you about a deal. If you don't want to..."

At this point, he leaned close to her ear, his voice turning cold and domineering, "I will make you do it willingly."