She kept her marriage a secret for three years, then divorced and was forcefully pampered by a power

This time, Shao Yan did not avoid his gaze and replied firmly and decisively, "Okay."

Huo Xiao found her compliance strange, so he let go of her hand and sat down on the single sofa opposite her with a smug expression, watching her with great interest.

Shao Yan was surprised that he would leave so suddenly. The embrace that was holding her was now empty, and an uncomfortable feeling instantly washed over her. Even though there was a temperature control system in the room, she shivered from the cold.

Huo Xiao sat with his legs crossed, fiddling with a lighter he'd taken from the bedside table, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Mrs. Huo has changed her ways. I've only been gone a few days and she's already become a bit—"

He drew out the last syllable, uttering four words that made Shao Yan blush.

"Impatient."

With a snap, a flame shot up from the lighter, then went out.

"You really want it?"

Huo Xiao stared intently at Shao Yan, but showed no intention of taking advantage of her.

Looking at the lingering desire in his eyes, Shao Yan felt that Huo Xiao was a really fake person.

He had just washed himself thoroughly in the bathroom, and Shao Yan didn't think he was simply a hygiene enthusiast.

If she weren't so docile, she would probably have been completely devoured by Huo Xiao, who shares some similar traits with Teddy.

But now he's putting on an abstinent act, as if it's Shao Yan who's yearning to do it.

Shao Yan blushed; she did indeed need Huo Xiao's help.

But Huo Xiao was more cunning than a ghost. He only cared about his own physical needs. When he realized that Shao Yan seemed to have other motives, he immediately kept his distance.

Shao Yan didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment.

She had asked him to help with her lawsuit before, but he had completely refused her.

Even though she shamelessly seduced him, he didn't do anything to get rid of her.

She thought that if her existence hadn't affected his niece's marriage to Meng Yu, he wouldn't have told her that she and Meng Yu weren't actually married, let alone tricked her into getting married.

If even something as simple as marriage can be decided by weighing the pros and cons, then what else in this world is important to the man in front of you?

Shao Yan and Huo Xiao remained in a stalemate for a full minute without either of them saying a word.

Finally, Huo Xiao spoke up: "What do you need from me this time?"

Shao Yan could choose to be proud and not ask him for help, but since it involved her mother, she had no choice but to back down.

"Song Qingyan dug up my mother's ashes. Can I sue him and have him go to jail so I can get my mother's urn back?"

Huo Xiao propped his head up and tilted his head to look at her, making Shao Yan want to dig a hole and run away.

She was still waiting for Huo Xiao's answer, but the man just looked at her with lust, his eyes slowly peeling away her clothes.

The way he looked at her humiliated her, but she dared not speak out against it.

At this moment, she dared not act childishly at all, much less throw a tantrum in front of Huo Xiao.

She knew that once she stood up straight, she would never be able to take her mother's urn back from Song Qingyan.

Huo Xiao slowly left the single sofa and walked towards Shao Yan.

With each step he took, Shao Yan's breathing quickened, her chest heaving as she became increasingly nervous.

When Huo Xiao finally stood in front of her and looked down at her, Shao Yan's heart was pounding in her chest.

It has to be said that when Huo Xiao stares at someone without saying a word, the sense of oppression is something that ordinary people cannot bear.

Moreover, he was practically a walking embodiment of hormones. Shao Yan wanted to say something, but found her throat dry. Her gaze fell on his high, straight nose, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Huo Xiao leaned down and touched her nose to his.

"If I help you with this, how will Mrs. Huo repay me?"

His warm breath brushed against her face, and as he spoke, his thin lips covered hers, but he didn't kiss her. He simply glided lightly across her soft, equally warm lips, brushing them very lightly.

This made Shao Yan's body heat up as well; it has to be said that Huo Xiao is really good at this sometimes.

Shao Yan was so aroused by him that she couldn't help herself, and he even grabbed her waist and pulled her tightly into his arms.

A pleasant scent of cedar mixed with the aroma of shampoo wafted into Shao Yan's nostrils, causing her eyes to become hazy.

If a man like Huo Xiao went out to have fun, countless women would die because of him.

As Shao Yan drifted into a daze, a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling rose within her, constantly assaulting her soft body.

Huo Xiao's every move was like igniting a fire, until she could no longer bear it and collapsed into his arms, whimpering like a kitten begging for mercy.

Her voice trembled as she whispered in Huo Xiao's ear, "Huo Xiao, I feel so bad."

Huo Xiao wrapped his arms around her waist and suddenly lifted her up, so that she could look down into his eyes, which were full of desire.

"What do you want me to do, hmm?"

Shao Yan was no longer an innocent young girl. Every time Huo Xiao teased her, he would come up with something new. He would take her to explore new worlds. She had no idea what to do, but she just followed her womanly nature and naturally explored the most primal pleasures.

"Huo Xiao, my mother's ashes—"

She wanted to continue speaking, but Huo Xiao put her down.

Shao Yan looked at him in confusion, but found that Huo Xiao had completely concealed the lust in his eyes.

He threw off the bath towel around his waist, opened the closet door, and began to get dressed.

Shao Yan didn't understand why he suddenly changed his mind when he clearly wanted her so badly.

This man's thoughts are harder to fathom than a woman's.

"Huo—"

Shao Yan opened her mouth, but before she could call out his name, Huo Xiao interrupted her.

"Mrs. Huo, love between men and women is a matter of mutual affection, and I don't like to turn it into a transaction."

He fastened the silver cufflinks on his sleeves.

Shao Yan sensed that he seemed a little unhappy.

Before leaving, Huo Xiao tossed a brocade box onto the bed, like a patron giving a woman a tip.

"This is for you, take a look."

He left with an air of refined elegance and steady steps.

Shao Yan stared at the box, a misty haze rising in her eyes.

At this moment, she had no mind to look at any gifts, but since it was from Huo Xiao, and she had just upset him, if she didn't know her place, her mother's matter would be even more hopeless.

She took the box and carefully opened it.

Inside lay a jade Buddha statue. Shao Yan's eyes lit up, and she quickly grabbed the jade Buddha statue tightly in her hand, staring incredulously at Chang Xin's wet thing.

After a moment of surprise, she ran to the bedside table and opened the drawer. Sure enough, the jade Buddha that Pei Rongrong had smashed was gone. The one in her hand was almost identical to the one her mother had broken, with no visible cracks.

Shao Yan's expression hardened, her eyes reddened, and she felt a deep sense of regret.

She immediately ran downstairs, only to find Huo Xiao already inside his black minivan.

"Huo Xiao, wait a minute."

She misunderstood; he actually cared about her. Why did she always misinterpret his meaning?

Huo Xiao lowered the car window most of the way, his expression somewhat cold.

"Is there anything else, Mrs. Huo?"

Shao Yan couldn't resist sticking her head through the car window and planting a kiss on Huo Xiao's face.

"Thanks."

she says.

This is a heartfelt expression of gratitude.

The car slowly drove away from the villa, and Cheng Qian didn't speak until they were completely on the main road.

"Lawyer Huo, we've taken that jade to many jade shops, but they all say it can't be repaired. What do you think?"

Huo Xiao said calmly, "Then take it back."