"President Huo, I'm scared..." Ye Jiaxin's feeble voice came through the phone, still tinged with the sound of crying, "Could you come over and stay with me..."
Huo Jingting held the phone in one hand and remained silent.
Not hearing him speak, Ye Jiaxin couldn't help but tentatively call out again, "President Huo..."
This time, he didn't continue to listen to her.
As soon as she began to speak, he interrupted her impatiently, "Fine."
That one-word reply was his answer to her.
After he spoke, the car turned a corner, heading in the direction of where Ye Jiaxin lived.
...
When Huo Jingting arrived at Ye Jiaxin's place, it was already very late.
He pressed the doorbell, then she came to open the door, wearing only a V-neck lace nightgown, with much of her chest exposed and the skirt covering only just past her thighs.
In the corner of his eye, Huo Jingting inadvertently glanced over and saw that she wasn't even wearing underwear.