Shen Wei was furious. How could these two twin brothers be so stubborn? "I don't want to go home now, open the door!"

“I only listen to Mr. Huo.”

Cao Yuan finished speaking, started the car, and ignored Shen Wei's shouts.

"I said I wanted to get off, are you deaf?!" Shen Wei slammed his chair back!

Cao Yuan didn't respond to her. He turned on the car stereo, playing music to drown out Shen Wei's insults.

Shen Wei angrily threw his bag onto the floor mat and glared at the direction of the drunken crowd, filled with resentment.

Colleagues left one after another. The once lively private room fell silent. Fu Yan leaned against the sofa, her cheeks mostly covered by her hair. Her fair and delicate skin was tinged with rouge.

The door to the private room creaked open. It was eerily quiet, and the sound of a kicked can echoed unnaturally loud. Fu Yan wrinkled her brow impatiently.

"Had too much to drink?"

Huo Mingzheng rubbed his back against her flushed cheek and leaned in to smell it, the scent of alcohol was too strong.

Half-drunk and half-awake, she felt an itch and instinctively dodged to the side. Her body slanted and she fell into the man's arms, acting docile and obediently quiet.

He stared at her for a few seconds, then reached out and pulled her into his arms. His gaze swept over the wine bottle in front of her, and he couldn't help but frown. "How much have you had?"

Fu Yan opened her hazy eyes, raised her right hand, and repeatedly confirmed in a daze. Then she held up two fingers, looked at them again, and felt something was wrong, so she changed to holding up three fingers.

"Three bottles..."

He Mingzheng looked at the three bottles of liquor, drank two and a half, the degree wasn't very high, but the aftertaste was strong.

"Did you get promoted?" he asked her, looking down.

Fu Yan closed her eyes and nodded, "We can make more money."

Huomingzheng seemed to laugh, helped her up, flung open his coat, and enveloped her delicate frame with room to spare.

The manager saw Huo Mingzheng coming back from afar and thought he had dropped something. He hurriedly delegated the work in his hands and followed him.

"Mr. Huo..."

He walked to the door of the room, just about to go in, when he saw Huo Mingzheng embracing a woman. Huo Mingzheng slightly turned his body, using his coat to wrap the woman, only revealing her black hair and a pair of silver high heels.

Oh, Miss Shen.

He had seen before, Miss Shen was wearing silver high heels.

But didn't they leave?

"Mr. Huo, did you drop something?" The manager was very observant. He saw that Miss Shen was drunk, so he stood at the door, avoiding eye contact and bowing his head.

He Mingzheng hummed in agreement, "This doesn't concern you."

"Okay." The manager hurriedly backed out.

After taking two steps, he mumbled to himself. He remembered that Miss Shen had auburn hair, but the woman in Mr. Huo's arms just now seemed to have black hair.

But light can also have an effect.

Gosh, he must have seen things.

Cao Fang drove his car into the underground parking lot of Zui Ren Jian. Huo Mingzheng carried Fu Yan and took the elevator straight up.

Upon getting into the car, Fu Yan obediently leaned against Huo Mingzheng. As the car started, the man's hand went around her head, protecting her from moving about.

Fu Yan was like a lazy cat, rubbing against his chest. After two days of companionship, she seemed to have developed a dependence on him.

"Why are you being so obedient tonight?"

On Fu Yan's flushed face, a pair of eyes were clear and bright, not a hint of intoxication.

She mumbled, "Don't you like it?"

He lifted her face, looking at her intoxicating appearance, and sneered, "If your acting were any better, you'd be in love."

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