Mo Wei's eyes widened slightly, and she didn't have time to react.

  The man's lips and tongue, accompanied by a faint scent of tobacco, plunged deep into her mouth, entwining her lips tightly, leaving her no chance to escape.

  Mo Wei Yu subconsciously took a step back, and the man firmly pressed his hand on her waist, then exerted force to lift her up and directly placed her on the piano.

  When she heard the sound of the notes, Mo Wei Yu seemed to have suddenly come back to her senses!

  The next second, almost without thinking, she directly slapped him in the face!

  Bang!

  The crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh suddenly exploded in his ears.

  Huo Tingchen's cheek was suddenly slapped aside, and a faint red fingerprint quickly appeared on the side of his face.

  A pair of deep and dark eyes flashed with a cold chill, revealing a few hints of a gloomy expression.

  Mo Wei didn't expect himself to hit him either. After a moment of stunnedness, he reacted and pushed him away, immediately jumping down and hastily trying to escape!

  However, before she could take two steps, Huo Fengchen grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms with a slight force, as if nothing had happened. The man lowered his deep eyes and pressed her against the piano again, leaning in to kiss her.

  Mo Wei Yu suddenly felt a little flustered, with a hint of lingering shyness in her eyes.

  "Huo Tingjun, you can't treat me like this"

  She struggled desperately to free herself from him, but it was no use.

  Huò Tīng Chēn's strength was extremely great, and his build was also quite tall and large. He pressed her down on the piano, just like a huge mountain looming in front of her, unless he let go, she had no possibility of escaping at all.

  He furrowed his brow, as if he couldn't hear her accusations. His thin lips brushed against the corner of her mouth, lightly tracing along her cheek before landing on the delicate and sensitive skin of her neck. The clothes on Mo Wei's body had long since slipped down to her shoulders during their struggle, revealing a large expanse of smooth white skin.

  Mo Wei Yu felt humiliated and indignant at the man's increasingly invasive behavior.

  "I'm not the one you're looking for, she's already back. If you like her, go find her! What are you doing here?!"

  "Let me go!"

  "Huo Tingchen, are you a pervert? How can you treat me like this?! I hate you, I despise you!"

  Mo Wei Yu cried out and pounded on the man's shoulders, at the moment when Huo Ting Chen entered her body, tears gushed down.

  A warm liquid slid down his cheek and dripped onto the man's neck.

  Huò Tīng Chēn raised his head, looking at Mò Wēi Yǔ's tear-stained face, her nose red and her face covered in tears. He slightly lowered his head, kissing the eyelashes that held sparkling teardrops, his hoarse voice filled with a hint of huskiness, saying...

  "Then hate me."

  Mo Wei Yu was stunned, and didn't even have time to digest the meaning of his words.

  Huò Tīng Chēn continued her actions, heavily biting down on the corner of her mouth.

  "If you don't love me, then hate me instead, this way both of us will be better off."

  Upon hearing this, Mo Wei's feathers slowly retracted his five fingers, leaving deep marks on his back.

  He's right, as long as you don't love, you won't get hurt.

  This kind of emotion often makes people's hearts as hard as iron, impervious to blades and guns.

  But

  Has he ever thought that love and hate are relative, without love, where does hatred come from?

  At night, Mo Wei's spirit was exhausted and he fell asleep very early.

  Huò Tīng Chēn sat on the bed, gently rubbing her cheek, as if he could still feel the slightly cool liquid under her eyes. He lit a cigarette and slowly took two puffs before taking out his phone to make a call.

  "Ji Lin, help me go home for a while, right now."

  One hour later.

  Huo Si-lin yawned with a tired expression, having no idea what his older brother was doing sneaking out in the middle of the night.

  Leaning against the side of the car, he saw Huo Tingquan walking quickly towards him, and Huo Silin pointed to a truck behind him.

  "Alright! I've had all the paintings you wanted moved out, not a single one is left."

  "Have you heard from that girl?"

  "You're making me move this entire stack of paintings out in the middle of the night, are you planning on giving them to that girl? Let her see how deeply devoted you've been to her over these past ten years?"

  Huò Tīng Chēn directly ignored Huò Sī Lín's teasing and calmly gave an order.

  "Take down the painting."

  "Bring it down? Where to put it?" Huo Si Lin turned his head and looked around the empty space, suddenly feeling a bit uneasy. "Just put it on the ground?"

  Huo Tingchen raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

  "Or should I put it on your head?"

  "Brother, what are you trying to do?! I'm getting more and more confused by your moves!"

  Huò Tīng Chēn did not respond.

  It wasn't until the truck driver had moved all the paintings down and stacked them neatly on the ground that he called out softly to Xiū Yī.

  Xiu Yu nodded and responded, turned around and took out a bottle of alcohol from the car, and poured it on the pile of oil paintings on the ground.

  "Ah ah ah"

  Huo Si Lin was shocked at the sight. Just then, a carp jumped out of the carriage and hurriedly rushed forward to stop Xiu Yu's action.

  "Big brother, have you gone mad?! You want to burn these paintings?!"

  Huo Tingchen remained silent.

  He didn't finish pouring out the whole bottle of liquor before taking out a lighter and lighting a cigarette for himself.

  Then, with a casual toss, he threw the lighter, which had not yet extinguished its flame, onto the oil painting that had been splashed with alcohol. In an instant, the raging flames spread out like a wildfire, illuminating the surrounding people's shadows brightly.

  Huò Tīng Chēn remained silent from start to finish, coldly staring at the oil painting being engulfed by flames, his thin lips shrouded in wisps of smoke.

  On the side, Huo Si Lin had already been stunned into stupidity.

  He had seen Huo Tingxian paint before, every stroke and every line was very serious and focused.

  It usually takes him half a day to finish a painting, which is undoubtedly not easy for someone who has a strong sense of time and does things quickly and efficiently, never wasting a single second.

  But he painted for nearly ten years, and it's all gone up in flames just like that?!

  What's wrong with his brother? How could he think of such a thing?!

  He watched as all the oil paintings were burned to ashes, and then carelessly threw the cigarette butt into the flickering flames, turned around and walked away without looking back.

  Only Huo Si Lin was left standing in a daze, unable to help but point to his own head and ask Xiu Yu in a low voice.

  "When my brother came out, was his head pinched by the door?"

  As for attending the charity dinner, Mo Wei Yu didn't mention it to Huo Ting Chen.

  She also found it hard to let go of what happened in the piano room last night.

  So she left early, thinking she could get to the hotel earlier, but unexpectedly, when the car was halfway there, someone smashed the windshield with a loud crash!

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