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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nThe storm has passed.

nFu Xi leaned weakly on Gong Hao’s shoulder. That intensity of their intercourse had left her weak and drenched in fragrant sweat.

nGong Hao casually stroked her sweat-drenched hair and hugged her lovingly.

n“Thank you.” His voice was low and magnetic, like the beautiful sound of a cello, without a trace of anxiety.

nFu Xi looked up and pinched his face in satisfaction.

n“It seems like my antidote is not bad.”

nGong Hao froze, his fingers caressing her waist.

n“You’re the perfect antidote.”

nFrom the moment the drug took effect, he knew that he had fallen into a trap. He had wanted to chase the call girl away and soak himself in cold water for a night to get rid of the drug’s effects, but she had offered herself.

nBut… Why had she suddenly become so proactive?

nGong Hao stared into Fu Xi’s eyes in silence. “Actually, you could have just left.”

n“I know.” Sensing the probing in his words, Fu Xi smiled gently. “But I can’t bear to leave you alone to resist the drug. Ah Hao, I have you in my heart.”

nGong Hao was completely stunned.

nHe loved Fu Xi to the core. He was so deeply in love with her that he could not wait to marry her immediately and guard her day and night to prevent her from getting hurt.

nHowever, all was not as well as it seemed to be in the Gong family. Before he could stand firmly, he did not want her to fall into danger with him.

nBut now that Fu Xi had admitted to having him in his heart, he felt as if he was struck by the lightning of happiness. Even his soul felt warm. How could he say no?

n“Are you dumbfounded?” Fu Xi patted his face and bit his lips unhappily.

n“No, it’s just that I’m too happy.” How could Gong Hao let her off so easily? He took advantage of the opportunity and lingered on her lips and tongue, tasting her unique fragrance.

n“At least you know what’s good for you.” Fu Xi sat up straight and wrapped her legs around his waist. Her fingers lifted his chin provocatively.

n“From now on, you’re mine. You’re not allowed to come into contact with other women. Oh, right, even if it’s business, you have to report to me in advance.”

n“Yes, my queen.”

nGong Hao held her fingertips, his eyes filled with a doting smile. He would pamper her to the core and never let her suffer.

nFu Xi held his head with some heartache and let him lean against her breasts.

nIn her previous life, she had not cherished him. In this life, she would never let such a tragedy happen again.

nThe temperature in the room quietly rose. Just as the atmosphere between the two of them was getting more intense again, there was loud knocking on the door of the room.

n“Open the door.” The man’s voice was rough and arrogant.

nFu Xi quickly got down from Gong Hao’s body and hid behind the door to tidy up her clothes. Gong Hao had just buckled his belt when the door was forcefully pushed open, and the lock broke with a crack.

nA group of people stood at the entrance, led by Gong Hao’s father, Gong You, and the Gong family’s second young master, Gong Ming. Behind them were several servants from the villa.

nGong Ming immediately saw Gong Hao’s messy clothes and pointed at him.

n“Look, Dad, the servants were right. He did bring back a woman. Maybe even a call girl.”

nGong You looked coldly at Gong Hao.

n“You actually did that.”

nHe detested people with messy private lives. He did not expect his son to mess around right under his nose. Gong You had just returned tonight when he heard the servants gossiping about Gong Hao fooling around with an unknown woman.

nIf it was really as Gong Ming had said, and Gong Hao had brought back a call girl, it would have been a slap in the face for him.

nGong Hao turned away, not bothering to explain.

nGong You’s fingers trembled in anger. Just as he was about to punish Gong Hao, he heard Fu Xi’s cold laughter from behind the door.

n“Who dares to say that I’m a call girl?”

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