Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 329 We Have Liu Yifei
February 9, 2008, the third day of the Lunar New Year.

Nobody cares that it's Saturday; the Lunar New Year represents everything.

This year is the Year of the Rat, and the twelve zodiac animals will rotate once again.

This year was actually the year of Wu Zi, and it was the first time in my life that I paid so much attention to the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.

On this day, Zhang Min gave birth to a daughter weighing 6 pounds and 1 ounce. Our family has an heir, and both mother and daughter are safe and sound.

The heavy snow stopped that day, and all was peaceful. My mother was helping with disaster relief, while I was lost in thought.

This day is auspicious for travel, but I don't want to go anywhere; I'll just continue daydreaming.

If he were to ask her name, how about Xue Ting? At that moment, the snow truly stopped.

Anfeng is in Jiangcheng, gazing at the colorful clouds in the distance.

……

Sisi wrote a new page in her diary, which hadn't been opened for 800 days.

She felt she should write something down, so she did.

A dozen days later, in a villa in Los Angeles, two stunningly beautiful women stared at each other as a man tried to soothe a child.

Effort may not be useful, but not trying is even more useless.

Wow wow wow wow...

"Clouds come to obscure, fog comes to cover, yet the light shines through the clouds and fog. The wind blows, the waves crash, yet the flowers bloom eternally despite the wind and waves. Ah..."

"Can Xiaoxue even understand these old songs?" Qianqian grumbled. "You're so young, yet you insist on singing these old songs. Why don't you go and act in model operas?"

I stood...

"Stop! Your voice is too loud, you're scaring her." Sisi gestured for her to stop.

"Su San left Hongdong County and came to the main street. Before she could speak..."

"It's awful, change it." Sisi frowned. It was opera again, and they might as well sing some old, worn-out songs.

"An Feng, are you looking for trouble? I sang this for Xiao Xue, what right do you have to give such opinions? If you're so capable, then come and coax her." Liu Jing was annoyed. He had changed seven or eight songs, like a shaman performing a ritual, it wasn't easy for him.

"Um, do you think she might be hungry?" Gao Yuanyuan tentatively suggested.

She dared not interrupt when the young master and young lady were bickering. She didn't know which inappropriate word she might say would offend someone.

Offending Liu Jing is one thing, at worst you can apologize, or if all else fails you can arrange a game.

Offending Sisi could have unpredictable consequences.

Even someone as magnanimous as Lin Fengjiao would find it hard to tolerate her husband having an illegitimate daughter, let alone Xixi.

In Gao Yuanyuan's view, Xixi at this time was like a volcano, and she didn't want to be the unlucky one who would detonate it.

“Impossible, I’ve studied this specifically. A hungry child doesn’t behave like that,” Sisi said confidently.

She carefully took the child from Liu Jing's arms, and didn't forget to explain, "You have to hold the baby like this: support the baby's head and neck with one hand and the baby's bottom with the other hand, and let her lie horizontally against your chest. The baby is too small, and the neck and back muscles are not fully developed, so he can't lift his head. It's best to hold him horizontally in the crook of your arm."

"You're quite experienced, aren't you? How many have you given birth to?" Liu Jing couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark. Just now, when he was holding her, Qianqian had ridiculed him mercilessly.

"Tch! I was the one who coaxed you when you were little." Sisi said with a disdainful expression.

"Do you believe it yourself?"

Sisi ignored her, swaying back and forth while humming a song, "Are you going to Scarborough Fair, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there..."

"A baby only half a month old, how could he possibly understand?" Liu Jing muttered.

Strangely enough, the child's crying gradually subsided.

Sisi's face was gentle, and her voice was soft.

Before the child was born, she thought about many things, including right and wrong, good and evil.

After her child was born, she was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, including disappointment, frustration, irritability, and pain.

But when she arrived the day before yesterday, the moment she held her child in her arms, all her emotions vanished.

Her heart softened; she could almost feel the joy of new life.

"Xiaoxue, your auntie knows how to coax you, doesn't she? Come on, call me 'Auntie,' let me hear it. Your dad used to call you that so sweetly..."

"Pfft..." Gao Yuanyuan choked on her drink. You two are really playing games. The treatment is different, isn't it? He calls you aunt, but I have to call him brother.

Just a few days after Liu Jinggang arrived in the United States, Zhang Min gave birth to a baby girl.

Zhang Min personally called Qianqian to ask for the child's name, and the name was chosen as Zhang Xueting.

After February 4th, temperatures rose, snow and ice melted, and secondary disasters occurred in some areas.

On February 13th, the disaster finally passed, and post-disaster reconstruction work began.

On February 18th, Sisi flew from Yandu to the United States.

Today is February 21st, the Lantern Festival. The three of us will fly back to Yandu tomorrow to end our maternity leave and vacation.

"If you want to hear it, I can sing it for you right now," Liu Jing said with a smile.

"Shameless." Sisi rolled her eyes. Before, being asked to call her "Auntie" was like eating shit. Now, she's called her that several times in two days. The older she gets, the more shameless she becomes.

"Wow wow wow..."

The little baby started crying again, and Sisi jumped and sang her favorite song, "Let it go."

She would have been better off not singing; the moment she sang, she cried even harder.

"Changing the song won't work, she knows you insulted her father." Liu Jing chuckled foolishly. Sure enough, she's my daughter, even her crying is so loud.

“What do you know? She likes soft music,” Sisi retorted.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Zhang Min returned with the help of the nanny. She had been cooped up in the house for so many days, and seeing that the weather was nice today, she wanted to go out and warm up.

I had just gone out for a short walk when I heard my child crying loudly, and I lost all interest in continuing to bask in the sun.

The nanny went out to run some errands, and Liu Jing made a great promise that he would take good care of the child, but it seems he wasn't so good after all.

The nanny was much more professional than the others. She mumbled a few words and it turned out she really was hungry.

Gao Yuanyuan didn't understand. Liu Jing and Qianqian had a high level of English, and Zhang Min had learned a lot recently, so simple communication was not a problem.

"You must have learned from pirated versions," Liu Jing scoffed.

"I learned all of this from my aunt," Sisi said guiltily, realizing she hadn't quite mastered it.

"You've really come to the right person."

"Tch! You're not even as good as me."

Zhang Min smiled and, without any hesitation, held her child and breastfed.

She has become much fuller, and her face, which used to be sharp and angular, is now much softer.

Sisi swallowed hard and murmured, "So big, so white."

"You should do the same in the future," Liu Jing comforted softly.

"That's too tiring. I'm fine as I am." Sisi said with a hint of envy, looking at this heartwarming scene, and suddenly had the urge to have the child play with her.

In the past, it was always Sister Li who urged us, but the more she urged us, the less urgent things became.

Seeing Zhang Min like this now, I suddenly had some thoughts.

“Wood, Qianqian and Yuanyuan are here with me, so don’t worry about us. Huo Wenxi arrived in Los Angeles yesterday, so don’t keep her hanging on.” Zhang Min glanced at the whispering siblings. When she first met them, they were just four or five years old. In the blink of an eye, they were both old enough to have children.

Liu Jing couldn't stand the name Huo Wenxi; it gave him a headache just hearing it.

For more than ten days, he did nothing, but Huo Wenxi felt that he had done a lot.

When Liu Jinggang arrived in Los Angeles, someone in China uploaded more than 400 photos involving six people.

Later, Eagle King spent a large sum of money to buy all the photos. The next day, dozens more photos appeared, involving two Hong Kong socialites.

This has completely blown things up. If it were just a female celebrity, it would be an internal problem for Eagle Entertainment, and Hong Kong and Taiwan would only be able to watch the show.

Now it's not just female celebrities involved; the nature of the matter has escalated, and even the Eagle King can't cover it up anymore.

What's even more worrying is how much more will follow. Adding to the concern is the fact that some people are taking the opportunity to smear their opponents, creating a climate of fear among everyone.

Huo Wenxi understood the gravity of the situation; Pandora's box had been opened. If it wasn't closed soon, and things continued to escalate, the Eagle King would be abandoned.

She couldn't sit still any longer. After saying goodbye to Bai Bing, she headed straight for Los Angeles.

Her main purpose was not to find Liu Jing, but Zhang Min.

Huo Wenxi felt that things had come to this point, and it would be better to talk to Zhang Min.

Bai Bing couldn't sit still any longer and quickly followed. It doesn't matter who you talk to, but if I don't go, the boss will definitely make things difficult for me.

The two arrived yesterday, but Zhang Min didn't answer Huo Wenxi's calls and they're both at the hotel now.

"It's not like I invited her." Liu Jing was playing with the baby who was nursing, and had no time to care about the agent.

"You're going back to China tomorrow, are you going to leave her with me? Or should I invite her over to my house tomorrow?" Zhang Min glanced at her sideways.

"Get rid of her quickly, we're waiting for you to come back and make dumplings." Qianqian was getting impatient. Huo Wenxi was coming over, and the child's background would be exposed. Liu Jing was coming all the way here during the New Year; anyone with eyes could see the child's true parentage. What about my reputation?

"Didn't you want to eat glutinous rice balls?"

"I wanted to eat glutinous rice balls a moment ago, but now I want to eat dumplings. Is that not allowed?"

"This is the Lantern Festival."

"This is the United States."

Liu Jing sighed. Even if there were a hundred more children, Qianqian would still be the most difficult to take care of.

"Haha, alright, alright. We have dumplings and glutinous rice balls, let's make them all. I had the housekeeper buy the ingredients, and when she gets back, the three of us sisters will make them ourselves." Zhang Min laughed and urged again, "Mu Tou, hurry up and get things done. I'll cook a few dishes today."

"I'll volunteer to roll out the dough." After saying this, Gao Yuanyuan quickly added, "I'll cook, Min-jie, you can rest."

Liu Jing was worried. "Why are you two cooking when we have a great chef? You act like you're so skilled. I'd better eat most of my fill outside before coming back."

"Can I just eat?" Sisi didn't want to lift a finger; she didn't even want to do housework, let alone make dumplings. She didn't find it enjoyable; eating without lifting a finger was the real fun.

"Agreed." Liu Jing quickly replied. Not only were the dumplings that Qianqian made strange on the outside, but who knew if the inside was even stranger.

Enclosing a coin is nothing. Flowers, vegetable leaves, flour, candy, dates, chocolate, and so on—she stuffs everything she thinks can be enclosed inside.

Grandma once ate a durian-filled pastry and immediately threw up.

Sisi argued vehemently, "Who says dumplings have to have filling? This counts as filling too."

"Hurry up and go, don't you know what time it is? If you dawdle for a few more hours, we'll have finished dinner." Sisi rolled her eyes, as if to say, "Does she think the dumplings I made are poison?"

It was still early, but Sisi felt it was already late.

It was two or three in the afternoon, lunch was still in my throat, and afternoon tea time hadn't even started yet.

The hotel where Xiaobai and Huo Wenxi stayed was some distance away from here.

"Phew! Boss, you're finally here. That woman calls me eight hundred times a day, I'm about to collapse." Bai Bing was so excited that she almost cried when she saw that it was her boss ringing the doorbell.

"You didn't tell her who was behind this, did you?" Liu Jing didn't come empty-handed; he brought fruit with him.

“I’m not stupid. There are still a lot of photos that haven’t been released yet. I’ll tell her when they’ve released most of them, to do her a favor.” Bai Bing helped her boss take off his coat and took out his shoes, fulfilling the duties of an assistant.

"So cunning," Liu Jing remarked.

Finding the mastermind behind it is not easy; the other party's accounts are roundabout, and the real source of funds is impossible to trace.

In the end, all we know is that this matter is related to Xiao Rizi's side.

Liu Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he made a call to Xiao Wang, "Mr. Wang, Huayi's role in this matter is not honorable."

Mr. Wang laughed heartily, “We’re all in the same boat, boss, don’t laugh at me. We didn’t do anything special, just helped spread the word and broaden people’s horizons.”

Liu Jing contacted several more suspected companies. The entertainment industry is vast, yet also small; it's essentially a collection of people. Buying photos is expensive, and small companies neither have the resources nor the need to purchase them.

Finally, the answer was found at Orange Sky Media. The same question, but Old Wu gave a completely different answer: "I heard that Qin Shi also has influence overseas. I didn't believe it before, but now I really do. You managed to find out even after going through eight hundred roundabouts. I admire you."

His reasons were also quite reasonable.

After Orange Beauty went public, the mainland became their focus, but Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea and Southeast Asia also became their focus, and their business scope overlapped greatly with Eagle King's.

The older generation of entertainment companies are declining or gradually shrinking their operations. Meanwhile, the rising star, Eagle Queen, is constantly expanding its territory, posing a threat to Orange Beauty.

Now that there's an opportunity to kick him while he's down and cripple Eagle King, Old Wu, a master of speculation, certainly won't miss it.

He handled this matter very discreetly, without relying on Orange Sky and Meiya's resources, but instead commissioned Avex to do it.

If Liu Jing hadn't pointed out a few key details, he wouldn't have admitted it at all.

"Where is it dark? This is normal human operation, okay?" Bai Bing swept her eyes across the room, as if to say, "You're the one who corrupted me, you have to take responsibility."

"Let me check. Aside from his black heart, is everything else black?" Liu Jing's anger was ignited.

Three monks had no water to drink. Qianqian and Gao Yuanyuan came, but he has been alone in his room for the past two days.

As for before that, Zhang Min could only look but not use; at most, she could only indulge in talking about it.

"You're so annoying, I just put on my makeup..."

"Why bother with makeup? Who are you trying to impress?"

"No! I can't let Huo Wenxi outdo me."

The boss and his assistant were playing around when the doorbell rang. No need to guess, it was definitely Huo Wenxi.

"Her information came at the right time," Liu Jing muttered.

“She comes to my place every now and then. It was like a blind cat trying to catch a dead mouse, but this time she finally got one.” Bai Bing looked in the mirror; her makeup was still intact. She calmly straightened her clothes.

"Big audacity..."

"Isn't this alive?" The assistant scooped it up, grinned, and went to open the door.

She hadn't seen him for half a month, and she missed him day and night.

With her boss around, she felt he was a pervert.

After being away from her boss for a long time, she felt like she was a pervert, that she couldn't live without a pervert.

"Xiao Dong, has Liu Jing arrived?" Huo Wenxi's voice was hoarse and tired. The past two weeks had been like a nightmare for her.

She had just chaired the 2007 annual meeting before the incident occurred.

With a wealth of talent across all departments, a stellar roster of artists, impressive financial reports, and outstanding performance, Eagle Entertainment's business in mainland China is thriving, while its domestic operations are becoming increasingly stable.

She stood on the stage, full of confidence and charisma, to report to all employees and look forward to the future.

Given the growth in the mainland market, the company plans to significantly increase its investment in its mainland business. She, her boss, and other key managers conducted two months of research and developed a detailed five-year plan.

Within five years, she is confident that she can lead Eagle Entertainment to the top position in mainland China. At that time, Eagle Entertainment will be no less competitive than companies like Spring Airlines and Huayi Brothers in every aspect.

"Sister Baozhu, please come in. Our boss just arrived." Bai Bing invited her senior into the house.

"Thank you," Huo Wenxi said, her high heels clicking rapidly.

"Sister Baozhu, it's been a long time! You're as charming as ever and even more beautiful than before." Liu Jing greeted her with a hearty laugh, extending a hand of friendship to lightly shake hands with Huo Wenxi.

That's true. Although Huo Wenxi's voice was a little hoarse, she still looked radiant and full of energy.

Her signature three-piece outfit consists of perfectly styled lob curls, a gray fitted suit, and a mechanical watch.

This time, her outfit was completely different: a knitted sweater paired with wide-leg pants and flat shoes, giving off a very casual vibe.

One ear was bare, while the other wore a diamond stud earring, making it look even more exquisite.

A mechanical watch was a must on her wrist, and she wore a ring on each hand. Her fingers were long and slender, and she didn't wear nail polish.

She is a refined woman; anyone who sees her for the first time will have that feeling.

"Little brother, it's really not easy to see you." Huo Wenxi smiled, not only shaking hands but also giving Liu Jing a light hug.

"I've always kept my life and work separate, and now it's a holiday. Since I'm on vacation, I should enjoy life," Liu Jing said casually.

Bai Bing stood behind, her small mouth almost touching her nose. Nobody would believe what the boss said. For you, life is work, and work is life.

Liu Jing smiled, glanced at his assistant, and then at Huo Wenxi, whose attire was quite similar.

"Sister deserves to die for disturbing her brother's wonderful holiday. I'll apologize tonight and have a few drinks with my brother." Huo Wenxi laughed heartily and was very approachable.

"Sister Baozhu, please sit down. It's not easy to meet an old friend in a foreign land."

"I came here to stay with my younger brother, so this can't be considered a chance encounter."

"Sister Baozhu, what would you like to drink?" Bai Bing was very perceptive; she had booked a suite, which was fully equipped with all kinds of amenities.

"Cafe."

Before the coffee even arrived, Huo Wenxi got straight to the point, "Luvei, now that we're in Los Angeles, it would be impolite not to pay a visit to President Min. I think..."

"Don't even think about it, she doesn't want to see you." Liu Jing interrupted. Even if the Eagle King boss came, Liu Jing would not arrange a meeting.

If Cheng Long hadn't called, Liu Jing would never have met Huo Wenxi.

He felt there was nothing to talk about with the other person; the snow had already collapsed, and there was no way for him to push it up.

Liu Jing was too busy trying to escape; he wasn't stupid, why would he jump into a fire pit?

By this time, the situation was already set in stone, and neither Chengmei nor Yinghuang could change it; they could only hope that the relevant departments would intervene.

Huo Wenxi grunted. "So direct." This is the kind of person you dread most when negotiating. They don't care about their own face, nor do they give the other party any face at all.

"Is Sister Min feeling unwell?" Huo Wenxi took a deep breath. She was used to it; a few years ago, this guy's words were even more offensive.

"Just pretend she has a terminal illness." Liu Jing lazily picked up a strawberry. His little assistant knew how to enjoy life; this strawberry was really sweet.

Huo Wenxi was dumbfounded. Could a normal person say something like that?
"Sister Baozhu, here's your coffee. I know you don't like it too sweet, so I didn't put in much sugar." Bai Bing brought out the coffee, breaking the awkward silence.

"Thank you." Huo Wenxi was a little dejected; she really didn't want to deal with Liu Jing. She used to think Zhang Min was difficult to handle, but now she found Zhang Min to be too easy to talk to.

This brat has few scruples compared to others. He talks like that, and he acts the same way.

"I'm not here to ask you to fight alongside us and join forces against the enemy," Huo Wenxi said, adjusting his emotions.

"Oh, so what are you here for? Tourism? Los Angeles doesn't have very distinct seasons, it's definitely a good place for a vacation." Liu Jing was drinking plain water, his assistant knew his boss's habits.

"To join forces against the enemy, we must first know where the enemy is. I want to know who is pulling the strings behind the scenes." Huo Wenxi pretended not to hear.

"You'll have to ask the police. If that doesn't work, you can ask a master. Your boss knows quite a few masters; I'm sure he can figure it out," Liu Jing said, crossing his legs.

“We have many projects in mainland China, dozens of which are in preparation, have been filmed, or are about to be released. We can share these projects with you, such as ‘Dream of the Red Chamber’, ‘The Legend of the Condor Heroes’, ‘Mei Lanfang’, ‘Sword and Butterfly’, and ‘Youth Stage’.”

"I don't like it."

Huo Wenxi was stunned. So many people were vying for this project, and you actually said you didn't like it? How short-sighted you must be.

"All these projects combined might not be as profitable as 'The Sacred Flame' and 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.' Besides box office revenue, 'The Sacred Flame' will easily generate over 100 million in net profit from merchandise, copyright, secondary development, advertising, and overseas revenue. 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber' hasn't even started filming yet, but sponsorships, game collaborations, and pre-sales of copyright have already covered costs and left a surplus of over 10 million. Our film investment department has done a budget; this film will ultimately bring in at least 60 million in profit," Bai Bing added with a smile. "Our two films have nearly 200 million in profit; how much can you expect from these dozens of projects?"

The boss glanced at her, and she instantly understood what he meant. He could tell her who was behind it all, but he wanted more spoils.

There are plenty of projects available, so sharing them is pointless, and these projects aren't necessarily of high quality. Sharing projects also means sharing risks, and bosses only want the benefits, not the risks.

The boss was too lazy to waste his breath, so it was her turn to take charge.

With her boss by her side, she felt very confident.

"We have plans to launch a cinema chain today, and then..."

"Hehe, Sister Baozhu, we have Spring and Autumn Cinemas in mainland China, and Golden Harvest Cinemas abroad. These two major cinema chains combined rank among the top three in market share." Bai Bing interrupted, "Let's get down to business. Forget the boss, I wouldn't even consider them."

"This year, the government will release a supplementary agreement to CEPA, which is said to allow Hong Kong capital to hold controlling stakes in mainland co-production companies. If we cooperate in a joint venture, we can share resources and you can get the lion's share of the profits."

“We have Spring and Autumn in mainland China, and Golden Harvest in Hong Kong, Taiwan, and overseas. We don’t need to open any joint ventures. Our own resources are enough to support our artists,” Bai Bing shook her head.

"In terms of artists, Eagle Emperor has an absolute advantage. In terms of cultivating new talent, we have the most advanced system. We have created many actors who are versatile in film, television, and music, which is something your Spring and Autumn Entertainment doesn't have." Huo Wenxi said proudly, this was her pride, and also her strength.

"Oh? Is that so? Among the new generation of actors, none of them seem particularly outstanding." Bai Bing smiled slightly.

"We have Nicholas Tse, Edison Chen, Gillian Chung, Charlene Choi, Joey Yung..."

“We have Liu Yifei.”

"They've won many awards, and their songs are popular every year..."

"Liu Yifei has won a Grammy."

Huo Wenxi grunted, wanting to argue that Liu Yifei wasn't from Chunqiu, but there was no point in saying that now.

“Sister Baozhu, let’s talk openly and honestly behind closed doors. There’s no need to beat around the bush. What do you want us to do? What practical benefits can you bring us? That’s the most important thing.” Bai Bing suddenly felt a sense of triumph.

"Besides the behind-the-scenes manipulators, we, together with several companies, have suggested to the relevant departments that the issue of personal privacy cannot be ignored. However, our connections in mainland China are not as extensive as yours, Chunqiu, so we would like to ask you to step in and facilitate this matter," Huo Wenxi sighed.

Bai Bing paused for a moment, then received another signal: her boss had agreed.

She suddenly realized that her boss's personal privacy was also absurd, and that it was indeed necessary to facilitate this matter.

“Our two families have a deep friendship, but friendship is friendship and business is business. We are willing to help you make this happen, but what are the benefits? We can't just work for you after you make a few words.” Bai Bing had a plan in mind and knew how to negotiate.

"The conditions remain the same, but I'll be added to the list." Huo Wenxi took a deep breath and looked directly at Liu Jing.

Bai Bing laughed. "You underestimate our boss. Given the choice between sleeping with you and more benefits, he would absolutely choose the latter, without hesitation."

Liu Jing glanced at the assistant. Was she going to sleep with him?

The assistant's eyes gleamed. "It would be stupid not to take advantage of a good deal. You can have this freebie."

"noob……"

As soon as Liu Jing opened his mouth, his assistant stood up and said, "Boss, I'll go to the front desk to get some tea. Is an hour enough? Or should I come back at six?"

Haha, it's only 3:30 now, two and a half hours. Do you think your boss is a donkey from the production team?

Huo Wenxi sneered inwardly. To her, a mere physical body meant nothing; she would just consider it as being licked by a dog.

"I asked you to come here, not to leave."

People do laugh when they're speechless.

There are three women at home waiting for him to come back and make dumplings: one who gave birth to his child, one who is his right-hand woman, and one who is his life partner.

How heartless he must be! He has no interest in playing with wildflowers at a time like this.

The Eagle King won't die, but it will definitely be severely weakened.

If Eagle King dies, who will draw fire for him and fight against Orange Beauty?

Liu Jing held his assistant on his lap and said, "Sister Baozhu, I have feelings for you. Not for your physical body, but for your talent and ability."

"Oh, am I not pretty enough, or do I not have a good figure?" Huo Wenxi raised her eyebrows. The little guy doesn't think much of me.

“Xiaobai is younger, and maybe she’s not as capable as you right now. But youth is an asset, and her assets are more substantial than yours.” Liu Jing’s hand slipped under her sweater, brazenly.

"After all, it's the future. Young people should know how to seize the present. If you can win me over, I might follow you. It doesn't matter where you are, you can still make a living." Huo Wenxi smiled brightly.

“She’s mine, body and soul. I trust her as much as I trust myself. She’s not only going to sleep with me, but also to walk with me on a longer road, into a more distant future.” Liu Jing patted his assistant’s cheek, his fingers lightly tracing her red lips.

Bai Bing's face was flushed, and she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by her emotions.

The boss is a real pervert, giving such a secret code. Huo Wenxi is still around.

"What do you want?" Huo Wenxi asked in a deep voice.

"I want...I..."

Liu Jing was dumbfounded. His assistant slipped away from him like a snake and squatted down in front of him.

(End of this chapter)