After the divorce, my dad was abused and cried - Chapter 3

“Where’s the location?” Xi Peijue asked, frowning.

“A… love hotel…” Yu Xiu hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke out.

Pfft…

Duan Qianhao, who was sitting next to him, burst out laughing upon hearing this. He

then looked at Xi Peijue with a teasing expression.

“Discussing a case in a love hotel late at night! Our President Xi is still as charming as ever, his reputation has spread abroad.”

“If you don’t say anything, no one will think you’re mute.” Xi Peijue’s face looked a little grim.

“I heard that lawyer Mandy is extremely secretive and almost never appears in public.”

“But she never loses a case she takes on.”

“If you can get her to take on the case against the Liu family, no one will be able to take away Xiaoyan’s custody!”

“Brother, sometimes beauty has to be sacrificed when it’s necessary. What if she’s a real beauty? You’ll still win.” Duan Qianhao patted Xi Peijue’s shoulder, the smile in his eyes almost impossible to hide.

“Get lost!” Xi Peijue pushed his arm away and patted the shoulder he had touched.

“Okay, I’ll get lost. I wish you a hot night.” Duan Qianhao winked at Xi Peijue.

Then, with his hands in his pockets, he left Xi Peijue’s office with a happy look on his face.

Xi Peijue’s face, however, was extremely gloomy.

“President, are you… going?” Yu Xiu felt the terrifying pressure from Xi Peijue, but still asked with a brave face.

“Of course!” Xi Peijue gritted his teeth.

He wanted to see which woman, fearless enough to set her sights on him!

That evening.

Xi Peijue arrived at the appointment as scheduled.

After confirming the room number, Xi Peijue raised his hand to knock on the door. He

found that the door was not closed at all. Rufeng frowned instantly.

After

hesitating for a moment, he pushed the door open and walked in.

The lights were not on in the room, and Xi Peijue could only vaguely see a slender woman standing on the balcony.

She was wearing only a thin nightgown, her delicate and graceful figure silhouetted against the white curtains,

adding an air of mystery to her.

Just as Xi Peijue was about to speak, the door behind her suddenly closed.

Xi Peijue glanced back, and when he looked back again, he saw that the graceful figure on the balcony had already entered the house.

Her nightgown was almost as thin as a cicada’s wing, revealing her graceful figure.

The hem of the nightgown just reached the top of her thighs, revealing her long, straight legs.

Most intriguingly, she was shoeless.

Her fair feet on the soft carpet resembled the mysterious and elegant Persian cat,

drawing the eye completely.

“Mr. Xi, you’re really punctual.” The woman held a glass of wine in one hand and placed the other across her chest.

Her tone was soft and sticky, with a natural allure.

It seemed as if every word held a hook, tantalizingly tempting.

However, her face was covered with a half-mask.

Aside from those alluring red lips, everything else was completely covered.

“You’re so open about what you should be covering, and you’re more protective than anyone else about what you shouldn’t be covering.”

Even in the face of such extreme temptation, Xi Peijue’s tone remained unwavering.

“Mr. Xi, what part of me don’t want to be covered? Is it here? Or here?” The woman across from him raised her hand, tracing it down her chest,

finally stopping at the hem of her pajamas .

The teasing was palpable.

“Have you reviewed the case I’ve commissioned? What are your chances of winning?” Xi Peijue asked in a deep voice, his gaze fixed on her.

“Mr. Xi, are you sure you want to discuss business on such a beautiful day?” Jian Muyu’s tone softened again.

Damn it.

She’d already gone this far, and Xi Peijue remained impassive?

Her figure wasn’t even this bad!

Hadn’t he been obsessed with her body back then?

Every night, he’d grabbed her and indulged himself over and over again.

Could it be that after six years, his tastes have changed?

He doesn’t like her curvaceous style anymore?

“Then what do you think we should talk about?” Xi Peijue opened his thin lips.

“Of course, it’s about romance.” Afraid that Xi Peijue would recognize him, Jian Muyu didn’t dare get too close.

He only glanced at the aromatherapy bottle on the coffee table.

She had added some special ingredients to it.

But now, it seemed that it hadn’t yet released.

“I’m not interested in women who come to me!” After making sure that the other party didn’t mean to discuss business with him, Xi Peijue turned around and prepared to leave.

“Wait!” Jian Muyu hurriedly said.

He had finally tricked this person here, how could he let him leave so easily?

“Have you changed your mind? Then put on your clothes.” Xi Peijue turned around.

Seeing Xi Peijue, who was not at all moved, Jian Muyu gritted his teeth.

For Xiao Zhan, he would go all out!

After all, it’s not something he hadn’t done before. He gritted his teeth and treated it as a dog bite!

After making up his mind, Jian Muyu lowered his head and took a sip of the red wine in his glass.

Then, he suddenly pounced on Xi Peijue.

Before Xi Peijue could react, he stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin lips.

Xi Peijue had never expected this woman to be so bold.

His pupils suddenly tightened, and after coming to his senses, he immediately prepared to push her away.

But she raised her hands and wrapped them around his neck, then passed the red wine from her lips to him.

Xi Peijue’s body froze instantly.

He seemed to smell an extremely familiar fragrance…

Jian Muyu took this opportunity to push Xi Peijue onto the big bed behind him.

Then, he pressed himself on him,

almost lying on him.

At such a close distance, the fragrance became even more distinct.

Xi Peijue’s gaze on the woman became more intense.

Unfortunately, the lights in the room were not on, and Jian Muyu was completely unaware of Xi Peijue’s change at this moment.

The soft and boneless hands were still pressed tightly against Xi Peijue’s chest.

“Mr. Xi, I have admired you for a long time, and I don’t ask for eternity. I just want a fleeting romance.”

“To fulfill my long-standing admiration, I wonder if Mr. Xi is willing to help me?”

Jian Muyu said, and his slender fingers slowly slid down Xi Peijue’s chest.

Xi Peijue, who had remained calm just now, did not refuse at this moment. He

just lay flat and let Jian Muyu touch him all over.

“Really? But I’m just the opposite. I hate fleeting romances the most.”

“If you really admire me, you must be prepared to stay with me for the rest of your life.”

“Have you thought it through?” Xi Peijue’s deep and low voice seemed particularly bewitching in such a dark night.

Jian Muyu couldn’t help but pause the movement of his hands.

When he looked up, he met the pair of black eyes in front of him that seemed to be able to swallow people.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated…