at the company, Fù's mother was so happy she stopped calling her "dead girl." Even Fù Zǐxuān came over to the phone and politely called her "sister," and even asked her a couple of concerned question...Along the way, Fu Xiaoyao kept rubbing against Lu Hanchuan's chest, sometimes saying she was uncomfortable and sometimes saying she was hot.

Lu Hanchuan was so irritated by her that he felt sparks flying, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Because of the woman in his arms, he was already completely drunk. He couldn't hear what others said.

"We're here, where's the key" Lu Hanchuan asked the woman in his arms at Fu Xiaoyao's apartment door.

After asking the question, a flicker of regret passed through his eyes. He felt foolish for asking such a superfluous question.

"Forget it..." Lu Hanchuan sighed softly, readjusting Fu Xiaoyao's posture from a horizontal hold to a vertical one, so that her legs were wrapped around his waist.

This way, he could hold her with one hand, and with the other, he could rummage through her bag for her magnetic card.

The magnetic card was found soon.

Lu Hanchuan opened the door, and the lights in the apartment automatically turned on as they sensed his magnetic card.

He carried Fu Xiaoyao into the apartment and didn't even change his shoes. He walked straight to the bedroom.

He didn't know which of the two bedrooms was hers, so he went towards the one that seemed closest.

However, the door to that room would not open; it was locked.

He didn't understand why she would lock her bedroom door in her apartment when she lived alone. He just shrugged it off, thinking she was simply cautious about safety.

Lu Hanchuan let go of the doorknob and went to another room, thinking that if this one wouldn't open either, he would wake her up and ask where the key was.

Because when he just checked her bag, he didn't see any keys besides the house key.

However, it turned out that Lu Hanchuan was mistaken this time. The room wasn't locked and opened with a gentle turn.

A faint scent of fresh flowers filled the room, identical to the perfume she wore. This must be her room.

"Xiaoyao," Lu Hanchuan gently shook the woman in his arms.

The woman buried her head in his neck and hummed, without any other reaction.

Lu Hanchuan twitched the corner of his mouth, then resignedly hugged her into the room.

The floor-to-ceiling windows in her room were left open, and the glow of neon lights outside streamed in, allowing Lu Hanchuan to clearly see the location of the bed.

He walked over, wanting to gently place the person on the bed. After covering her with a blanket, he would leave.

Unexpectedly, just as he put the man down, the woman on the bed suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him down with her.

Lu Hanchuan pressed down on Fu Xiaoyao, his eyes staring blankly at the woman beneath him who had already opened her eyes.

He or she is sober now.

But upon closer inspection, her eyes were still hazy and unfocused. This indicated that she wasn't truly awake, but merely acting on instinct.

Having understood this, Lu Hanchuan tried to sit up, but Fu Xiaoyao pulled on his sleeve, stopping him from leaving.

As soon as Lu Hanchuan stopped, "Xiaoya, let go of me."

"No, it's too hot." Fu Xiaoyao loosened her hand from her sleeve and instead grabbed his hand, pulling it towards her face.

When his hand, pressed against her flushed cheek, she suddenly narrowed her eyes, “Mmm… comfortable...”

Lu Hanchuan's pupils constricted slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Shi Yao, you don't know what you're doing"

"Hmm" Shi Yao opened her eyes, looking at him blankly, "Warm, cool, not enough..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly reached out with one hand, grabbed his tie, and yanked him forward with a forceful tug. Then she kissed him passionately.

Lu Hanchuan's mind boomed, and his whole person was stunned. It took him a while to react.

But when he reacted, he didn't push her away. Instead, a dark light flashed in his eyes. He hooked his big hand around the back of her head and lifted her head up slightly, taking control and deepening the kiss.

The air gradually warmed, and the atmosphere in the room began to feel charged.

The woman beneath him was exactly what Lu Hanchuan desired. From the moment he carried her back, he'd been captivated by her allure, his heart burning with desire. Now, with their bodies touching, how could he possibly resist

Soon, the two were rolling together, their clothes coming off more and more.

But just then, a cell phone ringtone suddenly rang out, interrupting the two people's next move.

Lu Hanchuan woke up completely, realizing what he was doing. He immediately let go of the woman beneath him and got off the bed.

"What am I doing" Lu Hanchuan murmured, frowning.

He almost just... with her....

Looking at the woman lying in bed with a confused expression, Lu Hanchuan pursed his thin lips, pulled the blanket over her, and then covered her eyes, letting her fall asleep.

He just almost had her!

He admitted he wanted her, but it just wasn't possible right now.

He was still married, he couldn't do anything with her at this time, otherwise, she would be labeled as the third party.

Thinking about it, Lu Hanchuan's eyes flickered, and after giving Fu Xiaoyao one last glance, he made a decision in his heart. He took his phone and walked out of the room.

Then, the sound of a closing door came from the direction of the living room, signaling his departure.

Shortly after he left, the woman in bed suddenly opened her eyes in the room. Her eyes were bright, with none of the lingering blurriness or confusion from being drunk.

This is enough to show that she was never drunk from the beginning to the end, but was pretending to be.

"I never would have thought he'd actually pull back at the crucial moment." Fu Xiaoyao wiped her mouth, muttering with a mysterious expression.

Her intention was to pretend to be drunk, making Lu Hanchuan believe that she loved him.

Then, something will happen to him again. In that case, given his personality, he will definitely take responsibility.

Then his divorce from Qi Ya will be quick.

She admitted that what she was doing was a bit underhanded, but she couldn't wait any longer. She desperately wanted Qi Ya to pay the price.

What she didn't expect was that Lu Hanchuan would hold back at the last moment. This earned her a new level of respect, and she felt some relief in her heart.

Although nothing happened, after what just transpired, the possibility of Lu Hanchuan and Qi Ya getting a divorce should have increased considerably. Once Dr. Tom unravels the mental suggestion in his mind, he will definitely immediately divorce Qi Ya.

Well then, Fu Xiaoyao stretched happily and got out of bed to go to the bathroom for a shower.

After taking a shower, she casually blew her hair dry and went back to bed to sleep.

The next day, Fu Xiaoyao went to Dr. Mu's place to see Xiao Bao first, then went to the company.

"Coming to the trading floor, Fu Xiaoyao found Dennis, "Did you find what I asked you to"

Dennis glanced at her lightly, “I’ve been here for two days, and this is the first you ask me about it. Are you doubting my abilities”

Fu Xiaoyao twitched the corner of her mouth, knowing how proud this person was of their skills and couldn't tolerate any doubt. She quickly waved her hand and said, "No, no, it's just that I've had too much to do these past two days, so I came to find you."

"For your uncle's sake, I reluctantly believe your reasons." Dennis loftily raised her chin with icy elegance. Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!

Fu Xiaoyao couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Then please ask Dennis to tell me the result."

"Alright." Dennis nodded and pulled a file from a filing cabinet beside him, tossing it to her. "Here's what you wanted. I spent two hours on this the night I got here. You can leave now."

"Alright, I'll head back to the office first. You get back to work, Dennis." Fu Xiaoyao waved her hand and left the trading floor with her file folder.

On her way to her office, she checked the contents of the folder.air. Of course, that’s not the most important thing. The most important thing is that my father is infertile. Can you imagine how crazy a man would become if he lost the most important thing to him”"....