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

He entwined his lips and tongue with hers as if he wanted to engulf her completely.

Qiao Mian was trapped beneath him, her hands bound. The only thing she could move was her body twist and turn, but the man's heavy, tall body pressed down on her, crushing her slender body until she could not move.

Even breathing was dominated by his powerful aura and scent.

She was suffocating badly.

Unable to withstand his predatory kiss, she had no choice but to obediently close her eyes and stop struggling, hoping to gain a chance to breathe.

Otherwise, she felt she might drown in his passionate kisses at any moment.

Sure enough, he still preferred the obedient and docile type, just like six years ago. When he realized that the woman beneath him had been tamed and no longer resisted kissing him, his kisses finally softened.

He gently bit her lips, his rapid, hot breaths catching in his throat: "Awu, I want you..."

As he spoke, he released her hand, and his burning hot large hand gripped her waist...

Qiao Mian, who was originally dizzy and weak from the kiss, was so frightened by these words that her body instantly straightened up.

She finally managed to escape the tight embrace of her lips and gasp for breath, gripping the hand that was holding her waist: "Mr. Huo... you said you wouldn't force me into having sex..."

In one sentence, he pulled the man back from the brink of losing control of his desires.

Huo Yanbei's eyes were filled with intense lust as he gazed at the terrified woman beneath him, his mind in a daze, before reason slowly returned.

Yes, she's not A-Wu...

"Feel sorry……"

He pulled her closer, rested his head on her neck for a few seconds to calm her down, then got up from her, leaned back in his seat, and pressed his slightly sore temples.

Qiao Mian hurriedly sat up, turned her back, and straightened the sweater that he had just torn.

The neckline of her sweater was ripped in a large patch, revealing glimpses of her bare shoulders and cleavage.

She lowered her head, her face flushed, and buttoned up all the buttons on her coat, one by one.

After tidying up, she turned around to look at him.

At that moment, he lit a cigarette, rested his elbow on the car window, and quietly smoked.

Qiao Mian clenched her fists, trying to calm her erratic breathing: "Mr. Huo, can I go home now?"

Huo Yanbei slowly exhaled a smoke ring, the smoke obscuring his overly cold and handsome features. Qiao Mian couldn't see the emotion on his face, but she heard him reply in a low voice, "The work hasn't been done yet."

Qiao Mian pursed her lips: "Shall we go back to the company now?"

Huo Yanbei seemed to consider for a few seconds before replying, "To the hotel."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Mian tensed up and moved closer to the car window: "Um... we can work in the car too."

Seeing her avoid him like the plague, the man couldn't help but chuckle.

I suppose I startled her just now.

He never expected to lose control to that extent.

Perhaps, she really does look too much like A-Wu...

After regaining his senses, he sent a message.

Soon after getting into the car, Chen Ke reported, "President Huo, the hotel has been booked."

He finished speaking, started the engine, and drove off.

Qiao Mian's face paled, and her obedient little hands, resting on her lap, tightened their grip on her skirt.

She was really worried that he would do something to her that had no moral bottom line.

Thinking of this, she took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Ruan Wei.

[Sister Wei, from now on, please call me every half hour.]

The other party replied instantly: 【What's going on? What if you don't answer my calls?】

【Call the police.】

After chatting on WeChat for a while, the Rolls-Royce stopped in front of a five-star hotel.

After getting out of the car, Huo Yanbei walked straight towards the hotel lobby.

"Attorney Qiao, please get out of the car."

Chen Ke opened the back door and urged them on.

Qiao Mian then reluctantly picked up her briefcase and got out of the car.

As she entered the lobby, Huo Yanbei was standing at the front desk waiting for her.

Seeing her approach, he held out a hand to her, "ID card."

"Okay..."

Qiao Mian took her ID card out of her bag and handed it to him.

Huo Yanbei took the ID card, looked down at it for a moment, and then placed it on the bar.

Then, Chen Ke came over to check in.

After receiving the room key, the three took the elevator to the presidential suite on the top floor.

Upon entering the room, seeing that Chen Ke hadn't left, she casually asked, "Is Assistant Chen staying as well?"

Huo Yanbei looked at her meaningfully, "What? Do you think he's in your way..."

No, no.

Qiao Mian hurriedly waved her hand, "It's good that Assistant Chen is staying; his work efficiency will be higher..."

The man saw right through her little scheme but didn't expose her, instead walking straight into the study.

Qiao Mian followed her inside, took her laptop out of her bag, placed it on the table, and turned it on.

After she sat down, she began to get busy with her work.

Subsequently, Huo Yanbei held a video conference.

We involved the second party's team and discussed several points regarding the contract.

She then realized that he really did come to the hotel to discuss work.

While we were discussing the issue, my phone vibrated.

He took out his phone and saw that it was Ruan Wei calling.

She then remembered that she had asked Ruan Wei to call every half hour.

She answered the call, then hung up immediately.

This can be considered a response.

When Huo Yanbei saw her daydreaming, he gave her a cold look.

Qiao Mian immediately put her phone on the table and continued working.

A short while later, the video conference ended, and Huo Yanbei tapped his long fingers on the table. "Attorney Qiao, could you please make me a cup of tea?"

"good……"

Qiao Mian responded, got up, and left the study.

However, as soon as I went out, my phone, which was on the table, vibrated again.

This was the second call from Ruan Wei.

The frequent vibrations made Huo Yanbei glance over, and when he saw it was Qiao Mian's phone, he couldn't help but frown.

Chen Ke saw it too, but didn't pay any attention to it.

A short while later, Qiao Mian walked in and placed a freshly brewed cup of hot tea in front of Huo Yanbei.

Back at my desk, I began revising the contract based on the questions raised by Party B during the video conference.

He was so engrossed in his work that he didn't check his phone and didn't know that Ruan Wei had called.

More than ten minutes later, there was a noise at the door.

Before the three could react, several uniformed police officers rushed in.

When they saw each other, they were both stunned.

Only Qiao Mian immediately understood what was going on.

She glanced at her phone furtively and closed her eyes in annoyance when she saw Ruan Wei's missed call.

"Officer, what's going on?"

Chen Ke stood up and asked.

The lead police officer began, "We received a report from Ms. Qiao Mian's friend that Ms. Qiao Mian was being harassed by her boss and was in danger, so we dispatched officers to investigate."

After hearing this, Chen Ke looked at Qiao Mian with a blank expression.

Huo Yanbei, who had remained calm and composed throughout, looked at Qiao Mian, who was practically burying her face in the table, and his cold, stern features hardened: "Attorney Qiao, why don't you tell the police officers how I harassed you?"