Accidentally Slept with the Boss

The car stopped steadily in front of the manor style villa door, and a lonely car shadow fell from the dim street lamp.

In the dead of night, there was only the sound of a cold wind blowing in the whole community.

Ye Huanyan got out of the car. Then another figure opened the door and left the driver's seat.

"Happy face." Su Nianhua quickly followed ye Huanyan's steps and grabbed her wrist before she stepped up the steps. "I have something to say to you..."

"What?" When she turned around, she was caught off guard and dragged into his arms, and her delicate body hit his warm chest.

Not used to such a touch, ye Huanyan hurriedly wanted to push the person in front of her, but Su Nianhua was like a sculpture, and Wei'an's body completely shrouded her.

"I'm actually returning home for you."

In the bedroom on the second floor of the luxury villa, the light is still on, and a tall black figure stands by the curtain, giving a panoramic view of the scene downstairs.

The goblet filled with red wine gradually tends to fragment in the man's bony fingers.

"Ah... Ye, Huan, Yan." Ling Han's low hoarse voice flashed a trace of ponder. In his dark eyes, a strange color flashed, "very good."

Climb into his bed and think about other men?

It seems that he really indulged her.

……

After entering the villa, ye Huanyan disappeared into the darkness.

"Huanyan, I'm actually returning home for you."

The words of Su Nianhua just now echoed in my ears.

"When my parents insisted on sending me out for further study, my mother even forced me to commit suicide and let me..." he paused, with a bit of worry in his magnetic voice, "don't meet you again..."

"But after all these years, I have found that I have never forgotten you from beginning to end."

"Huanyan, give me another chance. I have the ability to escort you, and I won't let you suffer any injustice!"

How heartbreaking and shameful it is to vomit blood with all one's heart.

However, ten years have passed, and they are not what they used to be.

Especially, her heart belongs to another person.

Although, that person, never cared about her.

This point has far exceeded the time specified by Ling Han for her.

Ye Huanyan was not sure whether he came back tonight. He had to quietly take off his high heels and walk around the porch barefoot, not wanting to disturb anyone in the villa.

Her slender fingers fumbled for the switch on the wall, and then with a 'snap', in an instant, the whole living room was full of lights.

"Do you know you want to come back?" Suddenly, from the sofa in the living room, there was a gloomy and low voice.

The sound came too suddenly, coupled with the murderous breath, which made ye Huanyan's heart tremble.

She turned and looked over.

The man in white bathrobe leaned on the black sofa, idly looking at his legs, with a cigar between his fingers, smoking. It was obviously a very casual action, but he was stunned and exuded a strong sense of oppression.

Beside the sofa stood several maids with their heads bowed, all familiar faces of Ye Huanyan.

No one dared to make a noise at this time, but some people glared at her with disgusting and complaining eyes.

Intuition told ye Huanyan that what was about to happen would never be a good thing.

Is it because she didn't come back at the time specified by Ling Han, so he was angry?

She stood barefoot on the cold floor, cold and numb for a moment, thinking of ways to explain to the man on the sofa, "something happened in the middle of the concert, so, it was delayed..."

"Delayed... Ah..."

The sneering voice interrupted her words behind. Ling Han severely crushed the cigarette end in his hand into the crystal jar. He raised his delicate and sulky face, and his expression looked so unfathomable.

"Deceive me with such a bad reason, ye Huanyan, you are really good!"

The man's gloomy voice shocked ye Huanyan's whole heart.