She Cries, He Goes Crazy, No One in the Beijing Circle Dares to Provoke Him

Fu Xiaohan is a business magnate in City A with immense power. He is ruthless, cold-blooded, gloomy, abstinence, and aloof, keeping women at arm's length. He is an unattainable dream that count...

Chapter 2 Who are you?

Manager Wang's fat face was plastered with a lewd grin as he reached out his groping hand to grab her.

Before they even touched it, Tang Xingmi grabbed the ashtray from the bedside table.

It slammed down on his head.

The little girl's round, almond-shaped eyes were filled with intense anger. "I told you, don't touch me!"

She struck hard and fast.

Manager Wang had no time to react before he was hit.

He cried out in pain.

Suddenly, streaks of blood instantly stained Manager Wang's forehead.

The scene was shocking.

He raised his hand and quickly covered the wound.

He revealed a ferocious and terrifying face and roared at Tang Xingmi.

"Damn it, how dare you hit me!"

Tang Xingmi was quite frightened. Seeing this, she took advantage of his unpreparedness and quickly ran past him.

He hurriedly opened the hotel room door and stumbled out.

Manager Wang turned around and followed him out, keeping close behind.

"You little bitch, just wait until I catch you, I'll torture you properly!"

You can't escape my grasp!

I don't know what happened?

Tang Xingmi's whole body felt limp and powerless.

She leaned against the wall of the hotel corridor, her head spinning and her vision blurry.

no!

She cannot let that person catch her.

Otherwise, my whole life will be ruined.

Tang Xingmi pounded her throbbing head.

I tried to clear my head.

She forced herself to endure the discomfort in her body and quickened her pace.

She wanted to shake off the man behind her.

Manager Wang, clutching his injured head, chased after her.

This is the woman he bought for 160,000 yuan.

If we let her get away, we'll have given her away for nothing!

He didn't even touch that little bitch's hand, what a huge loss!

We have to bring her back no matter what, and have some fun with her.

We can't let the money go to waste.

Tang Xingmi ran ahead, with Manager Wang chasing closely behind.

This can't go on.

She was getting weaker and weaker, and her steps were unsteady.

I'm almost too exhausted to run anymore.

She turned her head to look behind her and saw that Manager Wang was about to catch up.

I caught a glimpse of a room ahead, the door was ajar.

In a panic, Tang Xingmi pushed open the door and ran inside.

She entered the dimly lit room and quickly closed the door.

She was too scared to make a sound and nervously pressed her face against the door.

I listened carefully to the sounds outside.

"Damn it! Where did that little bitch run off to?"

Manager Wang cursed and ran past the door.

She was not found.

As she heard Manager Wang's voice fading into the distance, Tang Xingmi's tense heart finally relaxed a little.

The tension that had been building up inside me finally eased.

She raised her hand, wiped the thin layer of sweat from her forehead, and let out a long breath.

The heat in her body seemed to have intensified.

Tang Xingmi turned around and bumped into someone.

It startled her.

After taking a shower, Fu Xiaohan came out of the bathroom wearing a black bathrobe and saw someone standing at the door of his room.

"Who are you?"

The man's voice was cold and sharp, like a fierce winter wind, chilling to the bone.

His unfathomable phoenix eyes coldly glared at her.

The girl was about to leave, but her body felt increasingly weak, and she almost fell over because she had no strength in her legs.

She wore a bright blue star necklace that hung in the air, making it particularly eye-catching.

When the man saw the unusual necklace, his dark pupils contracted sharply.

It's her!

Fu Xiaohan caught her waist in time.

Her waist was so slender that it could be encircled by a single hand; a man could easily grasp it with one hand.

With a gentle pull, he drew the girl into his arms.

The girl pressed against his body, and Tang Xingmi felt as if he had found some magic potion.

An unnatural red flush tinged her porcelain-white face.

Her hands unconsciously hooked around his neck, her beautiful eyes clear and bright, untouched by any worldly dust.

With her head tilted back, she let out a shy, soft moan, "Help me..."

Upon hearing this, the man's body stiffened abruptly, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

My palms felt hot, and my mouth was dry.

A rare gentleness appeared in his deep black eyes as he looked at her and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

Tang Xingmi was not in his right mind and had no idea what he was saying.

All she wants right now is...

She didn't know exactly what she wanted.

A strange sensation was assaulting her senses.

I've never had this feeling before.

She gasped, "It's so hot, I feel so uncomfortable, help me..."

All she knew was that his body made her feel so good.

The girl's soft body pressed tightly against his chest.

Those little hands were groping him haphazardly.

The man was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Especially her hand, which accidentally touched his weapon.

The man let out a muffled groan, and the taut string snapped completely.

He grabbed the girl's fidgeting hand.

A hoarse voice escaped from his thin lips, "Are you... an adult?"

"Um……"

Tang Xingmi's eyes were moist as she gazed at him dreamily, and she nodded her head indistinctly.

"My name is Fu Xiaohan. Remember that. I won't give you a chance to regret this."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her lips with a domineering kiss.

It drew away all my thoughts.

Only enchanting sounds remained.

...

The next day, early morning.

A gentle breeze sneaked into the room through the window.

It dispelled the ambiguous smell in the room.

A man was standing by the bed.

He wore an expensive and luxurious black bespoke suit, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a slender, tall figure.

Her exquisite and beautiful features are like a work of art meticulously crafted by Nuwa.

He exudes a cool and aloof aura.

He straightened his clothes, turned around, and looked at the girl lying on the bed, fast asleep.

A splash of bright red against the pristine white sheets.

His deep phoenix eyes shone with a gentle light as he said to her, "Little one, don't worry, I will take responsibility for you."

"Knock knock knock".

A knock came at the door.

"President Fu."

Immediately afterwards, a gentle male voice rang out from outside the door.

Song Zhirang rushed to the Hongyue Hotel, went to the luxury suite, and knocked on the door.

Fu Xiaohan walked to the door and opened it.

Song Zhirang paced anxiously at the door.

Upon seeing Fu Xiaohan, she quickly told him everything.

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiaohan frowned slightly.

He immediately turned around and placed a check for 100 million and his business card on the bedside table.

He closed the door and hurriedly left the hotel with his assistant.

The sun rose slowly, illuminating the entire city.

Warm sunlight streamed through the glass and fell on the girl's face.

Her delicate, curled black eyelashes slowly opened.

A pair of bright, amber-colored pupils were revealed.

Tang Xingmi rubbed her head, trying to get up.

Even the slightest movement causes severe soreness between my legs.

It's like carrying bricks for dozens of days.

She gasped.

I forced myself to sit up.

Observing the unfamiliar surroundings.

My mind involuntarily drifted back to everything that happened last night.