The Desired Beauty Already Has a Partner, Yet the Big Shot Insists on Interfering

【Direct Male Lead + Deliberate Seduction + Emotional Tug-of-War + Forced Seizure + Double Clean】

Bo Wei often felt like someone was secretly watching her.

But it was just her and CE...

Chapter 152 My Stance is Firm

Chapter 152 My Stance is Firm

Lu Xianzong remained indifferent to the unusual gazes of Huo Ran and Li He, offering no response.

Huo Ran shook his head. This guy is way too flirtatious, hopeless.

He pointed the gun at Li He again.

"You're such a slut. I saw the date on your card, it's been several days already, why are you kicking yourself like that every day?"

Li He raised his eyebrows.

Huo Ran scoffed, "Heh, it's not like I can't afford a book that costs a few dollars. I just don't envy it at all. What's so great about marriage? I'm not getting married."

Lu Xianzong said, "You didn't need to get married in the first place. There's no place in the country where men can get married."

Li He suddenly laughed.

Huo Ran was so angry that he jumped up and down, walking towards Lu Xianzong while deftly unbuckling his belt and zipping up his pants. "If I liked men, I'd go for you two first. Since you two are so eager, I'll grant your wish!"

Lu Xianzong: ...

He kicked it, saying with disgust, "Get out!"

Huo Ran then turned to Li He.

Li He's lips were stiff as he said viciously, "If you dare come any closer, I'll beat you to death today."

Huo Ran snorted twice, "You think you can't handle me?"

Li He glared at him, picked up his phone to check the time, and sent a WeChat message to Bo Wei: Not over yet?

The reply came quickly: I took a taxi back and I'm almost home.

Li He immediately picked up his coat and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Huo Ran asked him, puzzled. "I'm not going to see you."

As he spoke, he zipped up his zipper.

Li He stopped in his tracks and looked at him with a sinister gaze. "You believe me or not, I'll throw you into Chengdu."

Huo Ran pointed at him, trembling, "The most poisonous heart is that of a woman."

Lu Xianzong also stood up.

Where are you going again?

Lu Xianzong: "If two men are alone together, I'm afraid things won't go smoothly."

Huo Ran: ...

"Grass!"

...

Li He opened the door; the lights were on inside.

My mood instantly warmed up.

Whoever says marriage is bad is an idiot.

Enter the room, change your shoes, and go inside.

Holding his coat in one hand and unbuttoning his shirt with the other, he suddenly stopped.

Bo Wei came out of the kitchen, holding freshly arranged red roses she had bought on her way back.

Hearing the noise, she looked at him and naturally asked, "You went out today too?"

She walked to the living room and placed the vase she was holding on the coffee table. Not hearing his reply, she looked up at him. He just stared at her, neither speaking nor moving, and she couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Bo Wei didn't urge him. She slowly lowered her eyelids and glanced at the chestnut brown curly hair that was scattered on her chest.

Li He's eyes were deep and unfathomable, all his emotions hidden in the unfathomable depths. He swept his deep gaze over every part of her body.

She changed her long, straight black hair to chestnut brown big curls, and her temperament changed from aloof and quiet to sexy and charming.

She was still wearing the clothes she wore that morning: a gray off-shoulder knit top paired with sophisticated gray wide-leg trousers.

With a long, slender neck, white and thin shoulders, a tall and slender figure, and perfect proportions, she made this ordinary outfit look very high-end.

She changed her high heels into slippers, and her pants covered her feet, making her look very relaxed and casual.

Li He finally moved, walking calmly to her and lowering his gaze to her hair.

He raised his hand, lifted a strand of hair from her chest, gazed at her, and said in a deep, seductive voice, "You went to get your hair done, why didn't you tell me?"

Finally, he spoke, but Bo Wei's heart sank inexplicably upon hearing his words. She maintained a calm expression and looked at him, asking, "What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?"

Li He let her hair down, picked her up in his arms, and carried her upstairs.

Bo Wei couldn't understand what he meant.

"Say something! Is it pretty or not?"

Li He threw her onto the bed, leaned over her, and brushed the hair that was covering her face away. His eyes were almost overflowing with ambiguity. "Can you feel it? My attitude is very firm."

Bo Wei immediately understood what he meant, and her face flushed instantly. "Can't you communicate properly?"

Li He leaned down and gently patted her exposed shoulder. "Of course it will. It looks great, so great that it feels like I have a new wife. It's really exciting."

Bo Wei: ...

A burning hot hand had already slipped inside her clothes, climbing up her waist and pushing up her cumbersome underwear.

Bo Wei's upright body softened inch by inch under his touch, her breathing gradually became erratic, yet she still asked, "Did you look better before, or now?"

Li He's kisses slowly moved downwards, his head slightly raised as he gazed at her snow-white belly, which undulated with each breath.

Li He's throat tightened instantly, and his voice, squeezed out from his throat, had a captivating charm: "I love both of my wives."

Bo Wei remained silent, but his excited reaction gradually dispelled her doubts and resistance.

She realized she was overthinking it. Someone like Li He, even if he had an ex, must have moved on long ago given how enthusiastic he is towards her now.

She is not a substitute for anyone, and he would also like the personality of a substitute.

Once she understood all this, she suddenly felt relieved.

She raised her hand and touched his head, her fingertips running through his thick hair.

Li He felt her caress, like touching a child, gentle and tender, a rare display of initiative. Passion instantly surged within him, and he, like a ferocious wolf, devoured his prey beneath him.

the next day.

In the office, Bo Wei looked at WeChat in surprise.

Yu Yan rarely sends her WeChat messages individually. Even when they were in college, she would usually talk about things in a group chat.

Even fewer after graduation.

Why would someone invite me to dinner today, and alone at that?

Before leaving get off work, she told Li He on WeChat that she was going to have dinner with friends.

Li He replied to her: Which friend saved your life this time?

Bo Wei: ...That's right, he lent me 10,000 yuan before.

Li He: Ten thousand?

Bo Wei: This is not uncommon for people who have just started working.

Li He: Ha.

Bo Wei: Stop flaunting your wealth, I don't want to hear it.

Li He: ...My wealth, do I need to flaunt it?

Bo Wei: ...

After getting off work, Bo Wei rushed to the meeting place.

I thought we would have dinner together, but I didn't expect Yu Yan to choose a dessert shop.

She went inside; it was quite upscale with a wide view. She glanced around and saw Yu Yan sitting by the window, so she walked towards her.

Yu Yan saw her the moment she walked in, and her eyes lit up. However, she didn't recognize her at first glance. She only felt that the person who came in had a very high-class and luxurious beauty, and her temperament was calm and calm but exceptionally dazzling.

When she saw that familiar face, her heart skipped a beat, and her emotions froze on her face.

He stared at her intently, trying to suppress the shock in his heart.

Her long, black hair, which had remained unchanged for many years, has now turned into chestnut brown wavy curls.

A person who never wears jewelry is now wearing a pair of sapphire and diamond stud earrings. The style is unique, the sparkle is dazzling, and they look very valuable. Where did she get the money?

The ribbon-tie blouse and the knee-length pencil skirt are both uniquely tailored and made of high-end materials.

Even his eyes have become much more composed and confident.

Her transformation was both internal and external.

How can someone change so much in such a short time! It hasn't been that long since we last met.