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

Hearing such a resolute answer, the man frowned deeply.

He rolled over, covering the woman beneath him, a hint of anger flashing in his dark eyes. "You hate me that much?"

Qiao Mian's eyes were icy: "Yes, Huo Yanbei, I hate you."

She tried to dispel his idea of ​​keeping her by his side with a resolute attitude.

Little did she know that the more she showed disgust and resistance to him, the more it aroused a man's innate desire to conquer and control.

After a few seconds of confrontation, Huo Yanbei lowered his head, found Qiao Mian's lips, and kissed her deeply.

Qiao Mian refused and struggled desperately.

However, the difference in strength between men and women was too great. In the end, her slender wrists were tightly gripped by his large hand and trapped above her head.

Soon, she was trapped in his control, forced to endure his increasingly passionate kisses.

He didn't give her a single chance to breathe.

She bit him in anger, but that only resulted in him making even more frantic and insatiable demands.

She only had to soften when she was really struggling to breathe.

Sensing that she was no longer resisting him, Huo Yanbei slowly released her lips. When he saw the tears welling up in the woman's red eyes beneath him, his slender fingers pinched her small face tightly, as if he wanted to crush it: "You don't want to be like this?"

A tear slid down her cheek. Qiao Mian angrily broke free from him, her small hands trembling as she unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time. "Mr. Huo, if I do it with you once, can you please stop bothering me?"

A nameless rage surged within Huo Yanbei. Just as the last button was about to be undone, he grabbed a white shirt from the bedside table and threw it at her head.

Immediately afterward, he rolled out of bed, irritably lit a cigarette, and put it in his mouth. "If I only needed a woman to satisfy my physical needs, it wouldn't have to be you, Qiao Mian. I need you only because you look like my sister, A Wu. I have no intention of hurting you, but I will never let you go."

After saying that, he picked up his coat and left the lounge.

Qiao Mian slowly sat up, staring blankly at the white shirt she was holding in her hand.

Only then did I realize that this oversized shirt was one she had worn before…

Qiao Mian couldn't quite explain how bad she felt at that moment.

In short, I'm extremely tired.

His clothes were still stained with coffee.

If I leave the CEO's office like that, my colleagues will definitely start speculating.

She could only change into this oversized shirt.

When I walked out of the lounge, Huo Yanbei was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking.

Hearing her come out, he turned his head and glanced over.

His dark pupils narrowed slightly when he saw the oversized, ill-fitting shirt she was wearing.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but when Qiao Mian wore A Wu's clothes, the expression in her eyes and brows was exactly the same as A Wu's...

Qiao Mian felt uneasy under his gaze and turned to leave.

Just as she grasped the doorknob, a man's cold voice came from behind her, "Qiao Mian, I'll ask you one more time, did you orchestrate Jiang Yun's trending topic?"

Qiao Mian didn't turn to look at him. After a two-second silence, she replied with a single word: "Yes."

Huo Yanbei's expression was unreadable. After staring at her back for a few seconds with a dark look in his eyes, he parted his thin lips slightly and said, "Don't let it happen again."

Qiao Mian knew that what he meant was that the matter of Jiang Yun trending on social media had come to an end.

He stopped pursuing the matter and let her go.

Qiao Mian breathed a slight sigh of relief, turned around, said thank you sincerely, and walked out of the office.

Back in the legal department, she began working without saying a word.

However, what she didn't know was that Song Chen had witnessed the scene of her walking out of Huo Yanbei's office.

This time, Song Chen suppressed his anger and did not impulsively seek revenge on Qiao Mian as he had before.

The brother-in-law was clearly protecting Qiao Mian; he didn't dare to make things difficult for this woman at the company.

After leaving the Huo family's residence, he drove directly to the Imperial View Villa and told his sister about it.

"Ah Chen, you're not seeing things, are you?"

Song Man sat on the sofa with a band-aid on her forehead, asking incredulously.

Song Chen patted his chest: "I saw Qiao Mian come out of my brother-in-law's office with my own eyes, which means that she had been hiding in the lounge before."

"What did you say? Qiao Mian went into the lounge?"

Song Man was astonished.

Song Chen: "Yeah, the only place in my brother-in-law's office that can hide someone is the lounge."

Song Man's face gradually darkened.

My body couldn't help but start trembling.

She was never allowed to enter the lounge in Huo Yanbei's office.

But they let that woman, Qiao Mian, go in.

This shows that Huo Yanbei has developed different feelings for Qiao Mian.

Just because Qiao Mian looks like Huo Wu, he actually indulged her to this extent...

Song Man clenched her fists in anger and resentment.

Her worst fears came true.

No, she couldn't wait any longer.

At the end of the month, after the centennial celebration of Peking University, she will join the Huo Group as Huo Yanbei's secretary.

She was determined to get Qiao Mian out of the company.

"sister."

Seeing that Song Man remained silent for a long time, Song Chen reminded her, "You have to keep an eye on my brother-in-law and not let that woman Qiao Mian steal him away."

Song Man gave a stiff smile. "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I won't let any other woman take advantage of me."

Besides, someone like Qiao Mian, with her background, is simply not worthy of competing with her.

Even if Huo Yanbei took a liking to her for a while, he only treated her as a substitute.

"Sis, I'll definitely teach that woman Qiao Mian a lesson when I get the chance."

Song Chen shouted.

Song Man advised, "Both you and your aunt got into trouble because of Qiao Mian. She's not a pushover. Don't do anything rash."

Mentioning his aunt made Song Chen even angrier. "Anyway, I don't care, I'll definitely make that vicious woman pay!"

……

7 PM.

Huo Yanbei came out of his office and glanced at the legal department across the street. The office area was empty.

He stood there for a few seconds before leaving the company.

After getting into the car, Chen Ke reported to his supervisor, "President Huo, we have found out that it was not Attorney Qiao who leaked the case of Jiang Yun's detention to the media."

Huo Yanbei showed no surprise. "Who is it?"

Chen Ke replied, "It was a friend of Attorney Qiao. Perhaps he did it on Attorney Qiao's instructions, or perhaps he did it purely to vent his anger for Attorney Qiao."

The man's eyes darkened, and he remained silent.

It seems that Qiao Mian took on this task to protect her friend.

She's certainly showing off.

"This matter ends here."

Judging from the president's words, he has let Qiao Mian go.

After responding, Chen Ke changed the subject: "President Huo, the police called today, saying that Jiang Yun is very uncooperative inside, and Miss Song Man is applying for medical parole for Jiang Yun because she has a heart condition."

Huo Yanbei remained calm. "Let them be."

As he finished speaking, he took out his phone.

I opened WeChat and carefully reviewed all the messages I had with Qiao Mian last night.

Even though only Qiao Mian and her daughter lived in the rented room, there were four sets of bowls and chopsticks set out for meals.

This is really puzzling.