Chapter 3: Well-dressed, Gentleman Scum
This man's heart is not made of flesh and blood!
Yin Fu lay quietly in Huo Wenye's arms, complaining wildly in her heart.
In the past three years, she has tried everything: sweet and flirtatious, playing hard to get, obedient and rebellious.
Huo Wenye remained unmoved.
Sometimes it will even cause your favorability to drop.
The difficulty of his strategy is at the level of hell!
Yin Fu was racking her brains to figure out what Huo Wenye's weakness was when her cell phone rang.
The caller's name is: Wen Yan.
"Okay, I'll come over in a moment."
Huo Wenye spoke briefly and hung up after saying one sentence.
Yin Fu raised her little face in his arms and asked softly, "Are you leaving?"
She was still weak, her slender shoulders were hunched, and her skin was cold.
Huo Wenye bent his knuckles and rubbed her lips, as if coaxing a little pet: "Be good, rest well in the hospital."
He turned over and got out of bed.
Yin Fu reached out and gently grabbed his sleeve with her fingertips.
After only a second of entanglement, she let go.
"I'll wait for you to come back."
Yin Fu said softly.
"Um."
Huo Wenye was very satisfied with her obedience.
Love him, but with discretion.
This was why he had kept her by his side for so long and had no intention of replacing her.
…
Yin Fu had just received a detoxification injection containing a sedative, and she felt very sleepy and soon fell into a deep sleep.
She fell asleep in the middle of the night and vaguely felt someone beside her bed.
"Ms. Nurse, I'm thirsty..."
Yin Fu subconsciously thought it was a nurse.
A glass was brought to her lips.
She closed her eyes, raised her upper body, and drank water from the cup.
Just after taking a sip, a cold and gentle male voice suddenly rang in my ears——
"Ms. Yin, your vigilance is really low."
Yin Fu was suddenly startled and opened her eyes.
It’s the second son of the Huo family, Huo Wenjing!
"I heard that Miss Yin was injured and hospitalized, so I came to see you."
Huo Wenjing's tone was gentle, as if he really came to visit the patient.
Yin Fu sat up, holding the quilt tightly, her fair face slightly gloomy: "Second Young Master, it's not appropriate for a man and a woman to be alone in the middle of the night."
"Are you afraid that my eldest brother will find out?"
Huo Wenjing smiled slightly, his eyes dark and hard to discern behind his glasses. "Perhaps you've heard that my eldest brother is getting married soon."
Yin Fu narrowed her eyes.
She understood.
The second young master Huo stayed up late at night and ran to the hospital to see her because his sweetheart Wen Yan was about to get married.
He appears calm on the surface, but he might be in agony and madness inside.
"Miss Yin, come with me to a place."
Huo Wenjing took out his phone and quickly transferred the money, "One hour, two hundred thousand."
Yin Fu heard the pleasant reminder of the deposit.
This is an old rule.
She played the role of his sweetheart, and he paid her money.
But it was two o'clock in the morning and he was a little crazy.
…
Huo Wenjing took her to the top floor of his law firm.
This is Yin Fu’s first time here.
The entire floor was opened up and used as a luxurious flat for his private residence.
"Miss Yin, come with me."
Huo Wenjing was gentle and elegant, walking in front to lead the way.
Came to the deepest room.
"Come in."
Huo Wenjing opened the door and gestured for invitation.
When Yin Fu walked in, she was still shocked even though she was mentally prepared.
What does it mean to be well-dressed and a gentleman?
The second young master of the Huo family is a typical example!
This room is filled with photos of Wen Yan, and the closet is filled with clothes from a certain luxury brand that Wen Yan likes to wear.
The most outrageous thing is that there is a special device on one wall.
A small dark room filled with confinement play stuff.
"Just wear this dress from the latest season of C."
Huo Wenjing walked to the wardrobe and personally selected a white dress.
Yin Fu couldn't help but laugh angrily: "You don't want me to change my clothes and be locked in this room, just like the person you love is being kept by you."
Huo Wenjing's expression suddenly turned cold: "Ms. Yin, you have overstepped the boundaries."
Yin Fu sighed faintly, "Second Young Master, no wonder you can't catch up with Miss Wen."
Huo Wenjing's handsome face was extremely cold: "I advise you to shut up now."
Yin Fu disagreed and shook her head.
She slowly walked to a single sofa and sat down: "Miss Wen likes being imprisoned? You have to know that girls don't like being treated like this."
Huo Wenjing narrowed his black eyes under his glasses, and an almost crazy passion was hidden under the coldness and gloom.
Yin Fu at this moment looks very much like... her.
Calm, elegant, and unflappable.
“Before you learn to love others, you should learn how to love yourself.”
Yin Fu pointed at Huo Wenjing's unconsciously clenched fist, with dried blood stains on his finger bones.
It's not hard to guess that he smashed things to vent his anger before going to the hospital to find her.
"She once said this..."
Huo Wenjing was slightly startled and murmured softly.
"Do you have a medicine kit here?"
Yin Fu pretended not to hear his mumbling and continued to act seamlessly, "Your hand injury has not been treated, it will become inflamed."
Huo Wenjing obeyed almost out of habit and turned around to look for the medicine box.
He and Wen Yan have been playing together since childhood.
She is the older sister who calls the shots.
In her eyes, he always seemed to be just a younger brother.
"Come here."
Yin Fu took the medicine box and waved to Huo Wenjing.
The 1.85-meter-tall man squatted obediently beside the single sofa and showed her the back of his injured hand.
"Don't let yourself get hurt next time, you hear me?"
Yin Fu disinfected him with iodine and said with a hint of blame, "You don't feel the pain, but there are people who feel the pain."
Huo Wenjing raised his head suddenly, his eyes burning with alertness: "How do you know she would say that?"
Yin Fu felt no guilt at all and said as a matter of course: "Because that's what I thought, and I guess she must have thought the same."
Of course not.
Because she has a system.
Although the system was useless and kept disconnecting and disappearing, she at least got to know some unknown information.
"Does it hurt?"
Yin Fu acted as if nothing had happened, blew on his wound and applied ointment.
"It doesn't hurt."
Huo Wenjing's voice was a little hoarse.
This scene was so similar to the one when he was seventeen years old and injured his hand playing basketball and she applied medicine to him.
Yin Fu helped him put on the bandage and smiled faintly: "Okay, don't touch the water today."
Huo Wenjing hummed softly.
Yin Fu glanced at the top of his head.
Favorability value: 37%.
Up one point.
It was not in vain to work overtime tonight.
Yin Fu was feeling satisfied when her cell phone suddenly rang.
When she looked, it turned out to be a call from Huo Wenye!
Yin Fu hesitated for a moment, should she answer it?
"My eldest brother's call?"
Huo Wenjing's voice returned to its cold and clear state, as if he had returned to the cold and cruel reality in an instant.
He raised the corner of his lips in a half-smile, "Don't dare to answer? How about I answer it for you?"
Yin Fu ignored him and answered the call: "Mr. Huo?"
Huo Wenye's low and cold voice came from the phone receiver: "Where are you?"
Three simple words, revealing a bit of anger.
Yin Fu's heart skipped a beat.
Not good.
He knew she had run away from the hospital with someone.
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