World 1: Gloomy Retired Third-Generation Soldier X Original Heroine’s Pitiful Coworker 08

“Who is this woman?”

Hearing no response, Chen Manzi muttered petulantly:

“Huo Hanting, if you don’t come, I’ll stop liking you.”

In her past life, when she had just gotten together with Huo Hanting, Chen Manzi, known as a prominent socialite and party butterfly, was constantly hopping between banquets.

With the identity of Huo Hanting’s girlfriend, she was fawned upon wherever she went.

She couldn’t handle alcohol—one glass and she’d be out cold.

Whenever she got drunk, she would cry and scream for Huo Hanting to come pick her up.

Even if he was abroad, the moment he received her message, he’d take a private jet and return to Shenzhen overnight.

Setting aside his pathological need for control, Huo Hanting doted on Chen Manzi to the bone.

Whenever he didn’t meet her expectations, she would say she didn’t like him anymore.

Huo Hanting could ignore all threats.

But if she had a fever at night, he would stay by her side all night and only leave for work in the morning.

He would silently take care of anyone who slandered her.

And because of a casual remark she made, he would force himself to change habits and preferences.

Yet just one word of dislike from her, and his eyes would turn red.

His love was silent and without fancy words or intricate plans.

“Who are you?”

Huo Hanting said calmly,

“Miss, you’ve dialed the wrong number.”

Chen Manzi’s brain stalled for a few seconds. That familiar voice yanked her right back into reality.

She was insane.

She actually called Huo Hanting!

And even threatened to not like him anymore!

She quickly hung up.

Stupid alcohol!

Did Huo Hanting recognize her voice?

Would he track her via phone location and bring her back to that cold, empty mansion like before?

He definitely would!

Huo Hanting was a yandere and a total psycho. Just hearing her voice was enough for him to fall in love again and become obsessed all over!

No! No! No!

Without hesitation, Chen Manzi yanked out her SIM card and threw it into the river.

Cutting off the only way Huo Hanting could find her.

She curled into a ball in fear, heart pounding, tears inexplicably rolling down her face.

Liar.

He said in the past life he’d only ever love her.
Now he casually married another woman?

Was his love really that cheap and fickle?

Wait—

In their last life, the Huo family had forced Huo Hanting into a political marriage.

Especially his biological mother’s younger sister, who always acted like a mother-in-law, looking down on Chen Manzi.

Said she was just a pretty face with no brains, and wanted to introduce Huo Hanting to a proper heiress.

This life, without meeting Chen Manzi, maybe he just went along with the old hag’s plans and randomly married someone?

Yes! That must be it!

That’s why he had a flash marriage and didn’t even reveal the bride’s identity.

Chen Manzi’s mood suddenly improved. Her drunken discomfort and fear of being dragged back by Huo Hanting disappeared.

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Meanwhile, Huo Hanting was looking at his phone in confusion.

“What is it?”

Fu Yu had just walked over when Huo Hanting pulled her into his arms, rubbing his slightly stubbled chin against her neck.

He tugged mischievously at the strap of her black nightgown.

This kind of physical attraction was purely instinctual.

He always wanted to be close.
To smell her.
To kiss.
To have her.

“Wrong number.”

Huo Hanting wasn’t entertaining any weird fantasies like Chen Manzi imagined.

His head and heart were full of Fu Yu.

Fu Yu raised an eyebrow and grabbed his tie.

“Not now.”

She undid his tie and tied his hands behind his back.

“Kneel.”

Huo Hanting’s tall figure trembled, and his ears turned red instantly.

At the corporation, he was a ruthless dictator.

Even within the Huo family, the old man gave him due respect.

In Deep City, people only ever knelt to him—never the other way around.

But looking at Fu Yu in her half-open nightgown and red heels…

Huo Hanting allowed himself to be seduced.

He dropped to his knees, muscles straining under his slacks.

His vest hugged his chiseled torso tightly.

Those shadowy eyes looked like deep, bottomless pools.

Fu Yu sat on a pearwood chair and lifted his chin with her heel.

The pointed toe slowly traced downward, pulling open his already loosened white shirt, then the heel stomped hard against his flexed muscles.

“Ugh…”

Huo Hanting let out a muffled groan.

Fu Yu curled her lips. The heel rotated slowly.

“Do you like it?”

“I like whatever you like, Ah Yu.”

In others’ eyes, Fu Yu was a poor genius girl, aloof and cold-hearted.

But this fiery and unrestrained version of her—only he could see, only he could satisfy.

Nothing pleased Huo Hanting’s twisted, obsessive desires more than this.

“Good boy.”

The red sole of her heel stomped hard on his trousers.

Her voice was cool yet enticing, irresistible.

“Come here.”

Huo Hanting’s Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily—twice.

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Huo Hanting always woke before Fu Yu.

That way, he could admire her sleeping face up close.

Reassure himself that the woman he loved most was right by his side.

But today, he had another purpose.

Quietly, he took out a ring box from the drawer.

The diamond ring had been custom-designed by Huo Hanting himself, with both their names engraved inside the band.

At the center of a Möbius strip structure sat a radiant blood-red diamond.

Symbolizing that the two of them would never be separated.

But… would just this ring be enough to keep Fu Yu?

Of course not.

Huo Hanting was ready to present his entire business empire to her on a silver platter.

Everything he had—including himself—would be hers.

But… did Fu Yu love him?

She had never said it.

For the first time, Huo Hanting felt nervous and unsure.

Only when tightly holding her hand did he feel a little calmer.

She was his.

Even if she didn’t love him, he would never let her go.

A sharp, dangerous glint flickered in his cold eyes.

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Warning sirens blared in Fu Yu’s mind.

「Warning: Host, Huo Hanting’s Blackening Value is rising rapidly. Please ensure your safety.」

Fu Yu frowned, not even opening her eyes, and smacked a kiss on his cheek.

「Host, you’re amazing! His Blackening Value just dropped 20%…」

「System, if you interrupt my sleep again, I’ll destroy you myself.」

The system covered its audio port, sobbing with digital tears.

No wonder Fu Yu could handle the yandere lunatic male lead—because she was even more unhinged than him.

Huo Hanting touched the cheek she kissed, eyes filled with disbelief.

Was Fu Yu expressing her feelings?

Just as he was about to kiss her back—

Bang!

The bedroom door was kicked open.

Aunt Xun and Huo Tailing stood in shock at the sight of the two of them on the bed, clothes disheveled.

Aunt Xun quickly covered Huo Tailing’s eyes.

“Hanting, what’s going on here?!”