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Huo Jincheng closed the book in his hands, leaned back, and with his other hand moved downwards. "I think you're just itching for it."
Jian Yunong's expression changed slightly, her face instantly turning red to the roots of her neck. The earlier air of arrogance had vanished, leaving her deflated like a punctured balloon.
Bending at the waist, she wanted to retreat but found no way out; Huo Jincheng's arm was pressed against her waist, as hard as iron.
Could he be thinking of doing it again in the study?
She forced herself to maintain a semblance of normalcy. "Don't try to change the subject."
"I'm not," Huo Jincheng replied, his face maintaining an air of reserved elegance, yet his actions became increasingly inappropriate. "We can continue discussing what we were just talking about. However, I personally don't like just talking; I prefer to prove through practice whether there's any itch between us. Clearly, you're feeling quite itchy right now."
This itch was not the same as another kind of itch!
Jian Yunong bit her lip hard to suppress any sounds that might betray her flushed cheeks and racing heart, fearing that it would awaken the beast within Huo Jincheng.
"They say it's the seven-year itch. How could someone who has only been married for a year start feeling itchy? Are you lacking confidence in yourself? Or is it that I haven't performed well enough to make you feel I'm interested in you?"
Huo Jincheng looked at her calmly, a wicked charm slowly spreading across his features. Jian Yunong's hands were captured by him, leaving her no choice but to squirm in his embrace to avoid his touch.
One wrong word and he would do this to her!
Jian Yunong's chest began to rise and fall rapidly. "I was wrong..."
Breathing heavily, Jian Yunong leaned into the crook of his neck. "I'm just unhappy—unhappy that she always comes to disturb you. I'm unhappy... unhappy that she didn't cherish you before and now comes back to cause trouble when you're happy."
Tears welled in her eyes; it was hard to tell if they were from happiness or from that deep-seated sweetness overwhelming her like a tidal wave. She called out his name with a choked voice, "Huo Jincheng..."
Curled up in the man's arms, Jian Yunong refused to lift her head to look at him because of her shyness.
Huo Jincheng lowered his head and slowly wiped away her tears. "Are you still itchy?"
It was certain that she wasn't itchy anymore, but all Jian Yunong wanted to do was cry.
"Recently, I didn't bother you because I saw how hard you were studying for your exams. It seems you have some opinions."
"No."
"Then I have opinions."
"?"
Huo Jincheng reached out, and everything on the table instantly fell to the ground.
Jian Yunong was momentarily stunned. Was he implying that she should pick it up?
However, Huo Jincheng placed her on the table instead.
Jian Yunong's eyes shifted slightly, and the redness on her face had not faded. "What... what opinions do you have?"
Seeing his actions, Jian Yunong immediately wanted to hide. Before she could crawl away, she was grabbed back and pressed onto the table.
How hard was the table?
Just look at how red her knees were to know.
How displeased Huo Jincheng was could be gauged by how long this situation lasted.
"I have opinions! I have a lot of opinions!" Jian Yunong almost cried out.
Huo Jincheng, drenched in sweat, leaned closer, his hot breath scorching Jian Yunong's skin. She had nowhere to hide and could only submit to him, her voice muffled.
"You dishonest little girl, you're clearly very happy."
This was a gentle torment.
By the end, Jian Yunong could hardly speak.
The next day, she couldn't get out of bed anyway; her knees hurt, everything hurt, and she clutched the blanket, refusing to acknowledge Huo Jincheng until she had a hearty breakfast, which made her feel a little better.
"You can't keep doing this. You need to exercise more."
Huo Jincheng finished applying her medicine and, seeing her feigning illness, forcibly pulled her out of the covers.
"I'm taking you to play golf today."
"I'm not going."
"Then stay home and continue with what you didn't finish last night."
"You need to help me change clothes."
While getting dressed, Jian Yunong noticed the marks on her body and was unhappy. "Why did you have to be so rough? Do I have a grudge against you?"
Her fair legs and abdomen were marked with varying shades of bruises.
"I do have a grudge."
"…"
Jian Yunong pouted, her lips forming a small pout as she repeated her old refrain, "I don't want to go!"
Huo Jincheng paused in dressing her. "Are you sure?"
Though she didn't show any expression, Jian Yunong understood the threat in his eyes. "I'll go."
"Dress yourself. Call me when you're done."
"Why won't you help me dress?"
Huo Jincheng gestured for her to look down.
Jian Yunong immediately fell silent, quickly putting on her clothes and cursing the bastard Rogue in her heart.
Jian Yunong actually knew how to play golf; Yi Nansheng had taught her before.
But she didn't want to play because her legs hurt.
Huo Jincheng wasn't really there to play golf with her; it was obvious he was there for business discussions.
The two had agreed to keep things private, so when introducing Jian Yunong, they referred to her as a secretary.
Jian Yunong suddenly remembered that she hadn't officially resigned yet, but since she hadn't been there for so long, she should have already been fired.
Whatever, she wouldn't be returning to the workplace anyway.
While Huo Jincheng was discussing business, Jian Yunong felt the sun was too bright and sat on a lounge chair watching from a distance.
The secretary from the other party came over to get water and was clearly taken aback when she saw Jian Yunong lounging in the chair, probably having never seen someone so lazy before.
So she cheerfully asked, "Miss Jian, would you like to join us? Mr. Zheng and Mr. Huo are having an exciting game right now."
Jian Yunong felt that she shouldn't be too excessive, so she slowly got up and said, "Okay."
She just walked slowly with each step.
The green grass was lush, and Jian Yunong's sky-blue sports outfit complemented the blue sky and white clouds behind her. Huo Jincheng happened to swing his club and smiled at Jian Yunong.
The secretary walking in front of Jian Yunong suddenly felt dizzy, as if surrounded by brilliant light. No, it wasn't right; no matter how bright it was, it couldn't compare to the smile of this usually cold man.
Her heart raced, and she almost dropped the water she was holding.
When Jian Yunong reached her side, she casually asked with concern, "Zhang Secretary, are you okay?"
Zhang Secretary finally snapped back to reality.
Two people walked over together.
"Mr. Huo, are you thirsty? Have some water."
Zhang Secretary handed over the mineral water with a hint of youthful anticipation. Her heart raced uncontrollably, and up close, she found Huo Jincheng even more attractive, especially those lips with their beautiful lines. If they kissed, it would surely feel wonderful.
"Thank you."
Huo Jincheng slightly parted his thin lips, his voice deep and pleasant. The secretary held her breath, feeling that dizzy sensation return.
"Do you need me to help you open it?" Zhang Secretary noticed Huo Jincheng was still wearing gloves. She wanted to show a feminine side and leave a good impression on him.
But before she could showcase herself, Huo Jincheng took the bottle, opened it, and handed it directly to Jian Yunong.
Jian Yunong raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sun. Looking uncomfortable due to the heat, she said, "Not cold, I don't want to drink."
Zhang Secretary was taken aback. Was there such a secretary? Complaining about water offered by the boss?
She looked so spoiled.
Huo Jincheng turned in another direction, instantly blocking out the harsh sunlight.
Having a tall husband had its advantages—he could block the sun.
Jian Yunong could lower her hand now as Huo Jincheng looked at her with lowered brows and a softer voice. "What cold drink? Did you forget during your period?"
Jian Yunong remained displeased. "I want juice."
"Then go rest over there."
There was no way he would let Jian Yunong stand here holding juice.
Huo Jincheng knew Jian Yunong was upset, probably feeling deceived. But he genuinely intended to bring her to play ball; who knew they would run into clients? Seeing Jian Yunong's disinterest, he decided to let her rest aside.
Jian Yunong decided to leave without being polite to Huo Jincheng.
Standing here in long clothes and pants was indeed very hot, but she had no choice; her legs were covered in marks, and Huo Jincheng wouldn’t let her show off her long legs.
That bastard only had improper thoughts in his head, thinking that others were like him and would have ideas just by looking at her legs.
Secretary Zhang saw Jian Yunong lying down from a distance and felt that today was quite an eye-opener. How could Huo Jincheng be so nice to his subordinates?
Everyone knew that Huo Jincheng was married, and it was said that his wife was a socialite. She had to be a socialite; otherwise, how could she match up to Huo Jincheng?
After all, Huo Jincheng's ex was Bai Ru. Whether she danced well or not was unknown, but just her face made many women envious and left a deep impression.
No one had seen Huo Jincheng's wife, but everyone believed she must be outstandingly beautiful.
Secretary Zhang walked back and forth several times, envying Jian Yunong for being so comfortable under the sunshade. In the end, it seemed she even fell asleep.
This weather was really suitable for sleeping. Jian Yunong leaned on the lounge chair and watched as Huo Jincheng and his group walked farther away before dozing off.
When she woke up, she found herself in a room. She thought Huo Jincheng had carried her back but didn’t think much of it. She stretched lazily and headed toward the bathroom.
There were sounds of water inside.
Jian Yunong assumed Huo Jincheng was taking a shower after exercising, so she pushed the door open, only to see a stranger's face.
Bang!
Jian Yunong quickly shut the door!
What was going on?
How did she end up in a strange man's room? Where was this place?
Jian Yunong's mind was filled with questions, but her body reacted instinctively as she rushed to open the door and ran away.
The hotel was designed like a maze.
Jian Yunong wandered around, only finding the stairs. Not caring which floor she was on, she kept walking until she saw the sign for the first floor. She pulled open the emergency exit and rushed outside.
At first, she saw a waiter and rushed over, "Where is Huo Jincheng? Where is Huo Jincheng?"
"Mr. Huo? They just finished playing ball," the waiter pointed in a direction.
Huo Jincheng and his group were just getting out of a small car.
It seemed they had successfully negotiated a contract, as their expressions looked quite good.
Jian Yunong strode towards him.
When Huo Jincheng saw her coming, his smile widened even more. "I’ll go change clothes first."
He walked over and put his arm around Jian Yunong's shoulders. "Did you wake up?"
Jian Yunong was taken aback; he hadn’t even noticed she had disappeared earlier?
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