"Weren't you out all day to get lucky? Why are you here now?!" She did not notice the barest touch of jealousy in her voice.
"I'm innocent. I am actually quite picky, but I'm not picky when it comes to you."
Lu Zhaoyang hated the disparity in their strengths. Had she known that she would be trapped under Huo Yunting's weight, she would have learned Taekwondo earlier on!
That night, she slept soundly in his arms. The next morning, the other side of her bed felt empty.
She had gotten used to this sneaky way of living with him.
They left for the city in the afternoon.
In their private plane, Huo Yunting commented without looking away from his magazine, "It's time for you to come back."
"No." She refused to return to both Thunderbolt Corp and his mansion.