The handsome face was dark and gloomy.
He was all smiles and talk with his old lover, but treated him as if he were invisible.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and he wished he could turn around, head back, and drag her into the room to fuck her until she obeyed.
But remembering what Bo Fengheng had said to him today, and seeing the villa still lit up, he ultimately held back.
He got out of the car, and walked in.
"Achen, you're finally back," said the woman dressed in a thin Bo Ying nightgown, her sensual figure and porcelain skin were in full view.
There was no denying that Fu Qin was beautiful.
She also knew how to display her charm.
In the past, knowing she had secretly loved him for so many years and had given so much for him, he was incredibly moved in that instant, even though at the time she wasn't dolled up and was dressed conservatively.
But for some reason, at this moment, it all felt so tasteless.
