onsiderate. Shen Wei was moved and felt a pang of sympathy, his expression slightly embarrassed as he glanced at Fu Yan, "Xiao Yan is still here, you two are showing off your affection..." 。" Huo Ming...Shen Wei is the future mistress of Zui Renjian. The manager fawns over her, and when he hears she's drunk, he personally brings her water and hangover medicine.

He wasn't done yet. He just carried a plate into his room when the elevator door behind him opened, and he instinctively turned to look back.

"Mr. Huo"

He should have just come from a social gathering. A black long coat concealed a suit of the same color, his tie knotted high, the bow tie pinned at the bottom end of his stern Adam's apple. His neatly combed hair hid eyes like ink, looking elegant and aloof.

He tugged at his tie with one hand, "Where is Shen Wei's room"

The man exuded a powerful aura, and the manager hurriedly replied, "It's just ahead, I'll lead you there."

Ho Mingzheng strode ahead, the manager hurrying to keep up. Suddenly, he stopped and whispered, "Tonight, that private room gets a free meal."

"Okay."

The manager thought to himself, this was necessary, after all, the future mistress was here.

A waiter pushed open the room door from outside. There were people singing and drinking inside, young men and women laughing and chatting merrily. The laser lights shone down, illuminating a collection of flushed faces.

Huo Mingzheng couldn't help but frown, hearing Shen Wei call his name: "A-Zheng!"

Shen Wei staggered to her feet, swaying as she walked towards Huo Mingzheng. The man reached out and hooked his arm around hers; she slumped against him, muttering, “I thought you weren’t coming.”

The woman's tone of voice has a bit of coquettishness to it, which shows the closeness between her and the man.

Ho Mingzheng rarely appears in the media. The only time he did was two years ago at a ceremony awarding outstanding graduates from National University of Singapore, where an accidental photo of him surfaced and became a viral sensation online, being discussed fervently by netizens and ultimately becoming the hottest image of that year.

Fu Yan's colleagues recognized him and instinctively got up from the sofa. Even those who were drunk were helped up by their companions and greeted him respectfully: "Mr. Huo."

Ho Mingzheng was naturally indifferent, even to familiar people he was not enthusiastic and still stingy with his words.

He simply replied with a hum: "Do as you please."

Those few people hurriedly said, "We're leaving soon too."

Huo Mingzheng's gaze swept casually across the corner, where the lights were dimmer. A woman sat there quietly, her head bowed as she poured and drank.

It seemed to sense the man's gaze, Fu Yan raised her eyes slowly and looked straight at him.

When Fu Yan intentionally released her charm, she was a captivating beauty, especially after drinking. Her eyes held the allure of spring rain, intricate and mesmerizing, possessing an undeniable magnetism that drew people in.

Ho Mingzheng retracted his gaze, the meaning behind it unclear.

Shen Wei, holding onto Huo Mingzheng's arm, turned back as she left the room, a sly smile curving her lips towards Fu Yan. Then, she leaned against Huo Mingzheng completely.

"Azheng, I feel dizzy."

"If you feel dizzy, close your eyes."

The man's consistently indifferent tone was very much to Shen Wei's liking, he found it very masculine.

......

The car door closed, and silence fell around him.

Shen Wei's half-closed eyes flew open. She suddenly realized that there was no one beside her, only the driver in the driver's seat preparing to start the car, and it wasn't Huo Mingzheng.

She immediately perked up.

Caofang, where's Azheng

A cold voice came, "Ms. Shen, I am Cao Yuan."

Shen Wei rubbed her temples, she couldn't tell Cao Yuan and Cao Fang apart, they looked too similar. But that wasn't the point!

"Where's Azheng"

Cao Yuan replied, "Mr. Huo has something to attend to."

"Then I'll get out and wait for him."

Shen Wei pulled the car door, but found that the car was locked from inside. She became inexplicably irritable, "Open the door, I want to get out."

"Mr. Huo told me to send you home." Cao Yuan's face was expressionless. not convenient to drive.The cooperation summit was held at the World Trade Center. The traffic was quite heavy during this time period, and I arrived at seven thirty due to the congestion. The dinner...