Huo Xingzhou, I Love You

Qiao Xi walked up the stairs and reached the second floor.

She immediately spotted the prominently displayed nameplate and pushed the door open to step inside.

The lounge was exquisitely decorated, with a soft couch and a bathroom. The vanity had unopened cosmetics. The room was scented with incense, and the wardrobe held both men's and women's formal attire. It wasn't the most luxurious brand, but it wasn't bad either.

The Sun family really was wealthy, to spend so much money without hesitation.

Her stomach churned.

She leaned on the soft couch for a while, but eventually couldn't hold it anymore and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.

Afterward, she felt much better.

Only then did she have the energy to clean the stains on her qipao. She was reluctant to change it because it was a gift from Mr. Huo.

The embroidery on it matched the patterns on his cufflinks.

These subtle yet sweet details made her heart flutter. She wondered if he had deliberately chosen this qipao.

Outside the door, there was the sound of footsteps moving back and forth.

Su Weiwei stood outside the door, listening carefully.

She had arrived a bit late and hadn't seen if the waiter went in with Qiao Xi.

"Su Weiwei!"

A male voice sounded behind her.

Su Weiwei was startled, turning around to find Mo Jiajun, the notorious playboy from Hai City. She patted her chest and said irritably, "What is it?"

Mo Jiajun gave her a once-over, his gaze lingering. He clicked his tongue and complimented her.

"Your figure is great, and you're beautiful too."

Today, Su Weiwei indeed looked stunning.

Mo Jiajun couldn't help but feel drawn to her.

Su Weiwei chuckled, "I've always been beautiful."

She had spent three hours on her makeup, hoping to make Huo Xingzhou fall for her. Under the influence of the drug, she was sure he wouldn't be able to resist.

Mo Jiajun's throat moved as he looked at her, his eyes darkening.

"Come to my room. I have something to discuss with you," he said slowly, his gaze filled with desire.

Su Weiwei shot him a disdainful look. "No time!"

She still had to catch the cheating couple as soon as possible.

"You'll regret it if you don't come. I saw you with that waiter in the garden..."

"Shut up!"

Su Weiwei interrupted him nervously.

"I'm not saying anything, so why are you so nervous?" Mo Jiajun sat down next to her, "Or do you have something to hide? Weiwei, tell me, what were those things you gave him?"

His hand rested on her back.

Su Weiwei felt a chill on her back and nervously shrugged her shoulder. "Mo Jiajun, what do you want?"

Her whole body felt uneasy, and it seemed as though the blood was rushing to her limbs.

"You know exactly what I want."

Mo Jiajun's fingers brushed her chin, "Weiwei, you're dressed so beautifully—are you here to find a man? Huo Beiting can't satisfy you?"

"Mo Jiajun, I don't have time to play games with you!"

Su Weiwei pushed him away, but as she stood up, dizziness hit her, and her body went limp.

Mo Jiajun caught her waist.

Su Weiwei, feeling lightheaded, asked, "What… What did you do?"

Her body was on fire, and she found herself strangely craving the man in front of her.

"Weiwei, maybe you should ask yourself what you did. The medicine you bought... do you know what effect it has?"

The medicine she bought!

High-end aphrodisiac!

It worked quickly and caused confusion and desire.

People with weak willpower were easily caught in its grip.

Her vision blurred, and her throat was dry.

"Don't! Don't touch me!"

Mo Jiajun's hand caressed her smooth skin, trailing down her back, and suddenly he ripped at her clothes.

The lace on her back was torn open, revealing her beautiful back.

"Mo… Mo Jiajun, let go!"

She tried to struggle, but Mo Jiajun pressed her hard onto the soft couch.

"You don't want me to touch you, but do you want Huo Xingzhou to touch you? He probably doesn't have time to waste on you. After all, he's married," he said, lowering his head to smell her neck. "Such a strong scent of musk—you're here to seduce men."

"Su Weiwei, this is what you get for trying to play with fire."

Mo Jiajun had planned to take advantage of her for free.

The idea was hers, and he just played with a few tricks.

He knew she wouldn't dare to make it public, otherwise, Huo Xingzhou would never forgive her. Su Weiwei would be forced to swallow her pride.

Mo Jiajun continued to touch her without restraint.

Eventually, when she reached out and wrapped her arms around him, he tore off her stockings under her skirt.

"Huo… Huo Xingzhou, I love you." Su Weiwei said in a daze, "Take me!"

"Don't worry, it'll be soon!"

Mo Jiajun didn't care who she was thinking about. When a duck came to him, he wasn't about to let it go.

"Huo Xingzhou, I'm your wife!"

This became her obsession, even in her hazy state, she remembered it.

Mo Jiajun whispered lewd words, coaxing her into doing all sorts of indecent actions, savoring the taste of conquest.

He even prepared to take pictures, capturing all of the compromising moments.

In the photos, Su Weiwei looked eager and full of pleasure.

Once everything was in place, he began to enjoy the night.

Loud, ecstatic screams echoed from the room, so intense that they could be heard through the door.

The passing servants blushed, thinking that rich people sure knew how to have fun.

...

In the banquet hall.

Huo Xingzhou's face darkened, his eyes cold.

His palms were unexpectedly hot, and he had seen these tricks before.

But he never expected them to be used against him at the Sun family's banquet.

Now, his greatest concern was Qiao Xi!

Huo Xingzhou stood up and quickly walked toward the lounge.

Sun Shao, joking, remarked, "He can't stand being away from his wife for even a moment."

Both Mr. and Mrs. Sun, more sensitive, noticed Huo Xingzhou's gloomy expression.

"Let's go check," Mr. Sun said.

They stood up and followed Huo Xingzhou.

Others at the banquet, seeing the main characters getting up, couldn't help but glance in their direction.