The phone had just ended ringing when it rang again.
Zhao Yelin leaned her head against the wall and finally could stand Huo Yelin's persistence. She pressed the answer button.
After two seconds of silence, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone. "Where is it?"
"In the hotel room." Zhao Yilin whispered pitifully.
Huo Yelin's tone was no different from usual.
"Did you see tonight's news?"
Zhao Yilin took a deep breath. "No."
"I knew you wouldn't."
"So you're going to tell me the news yourself?"
Huo Yelin fell silent, as if he could hear the annoyance in her tone.
"Why aren't you speaking? You didn't call just to ask where I was, did you? "
Huo Yelin said, "I did indeed just want to ask where you are right now."
"Boring. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first." She hated herself for wanting him to tell her more. She even wanted to fly back to him right away, but as a woman, she couldn't tell him the truth.
Huo Yelin said, "I'm speaking the truth. As for the matter of which room you live in, I'm too embarrassed to ask others, to ask the hotel reception, and to call your room several times but no one answered. I thought you were kidnapped by someone."
A thought suddenly flashed through Zhao Yilin's mind when she heard the content of his words and the easy tone of his teasing. However, she did not believe him and asked, "What do you mean by that? Why do you want to know where I live?" "Why don't you just call me and ask."
Huo Yelin smiled. "Yelin, you should be more daring. Take a look at tonight's news. Perhaps, you won't ask me those questions just now."
"You, wait a moment!"
Zhao Yelin called up the news, clicking on the entertainment news interface. The first thing she saw was the news of Huo Yelin and Zhao Yueran's engagement: the marriage contract had ended, and the relationship between the Huo and Zhao families had broken down.
Zhao Yilin clicked the title and read the details. She thought she was dreaming. She pinched her own face and cried out in pain, "Ah!"
"What's wrong?" Huo Yelin asked nervously.
"It's nothing, this …" I don't know what to say. Is it really alright if you break off the engagement with your grandfather and your father in front of so many people? You see, Zhao Yueran has clearly gone mad, calling me Little San everywhere, even saying that she will provide evidence. This is too unbelievable, Huo Yelin. I didn't expect you to be so scary when you go crazy! "
Huo Yelin's chuckle could be heard on the other end of the phone, "I thought you were going to praise me like crazy when you saw the news. I didn't expect you to say I was crazy."
Zhao Yilin was a little embarrassed. "I was too excited. You can understand my feelings. I won the lottery in a single day. I just had a business the day before yesterday, and I still owe you a debt!"
"Ye Lin, you really are a beautiful person, a cute person."
This was the first time that Huo Yelin had been sincerely praised by her. Although the words she used were somewhat strange, it greatly satisfied his manly mentality.
He pondered for a moment, then said, "Don't be in such a hurry to finish your praises. Open the door and tell me face to face."
Zhao Yilin looked at the door in disbelief. She slowly put down her cell phone and walked to the door step by step. She then carefully put her hand on the handle and pressed it.
The door slowly opened.
Huo Yelin stood in front of the door and looked at her with a smile.
Zhao Yilin covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face. She put the phone to her ear again and asked, choked with sobs, "Who told you to do this?"
Huo Yelin also put his phone to his ear and answered, "This time, I was the one who thought of it."
Zhao Yilin couldn't take it anymore and jumped into his arms.
Ah, a film festival, an engagement party, an affair, everything. She seemed to have come to Berlin just to meet him, to hug him, to kiss him.
Huo Yelin was finally satisfied when he saw that her tears and snot were flowing all over her body. He carried her in his arms and closed the door behind him.
There were only two bedside lamps on in the bedroom. The purplish-red lights were soft and romantic.
Huo Yelin placed her on the bed and their bodies sunk into the soft bedding.
Zhao Yelin drank some wine tonight. Coupled with the pleasant surprise Huo Yelin had given her, she seemed to have become a lot more carefree. Her body twisted unbearably as she took Huo Yelin's kiss while reaching out to untie his shirt.
The next day, Zhao Yilin woke up first and found herself lying on top of Luo Yuan. Her face was red as she carefully lay down on the side.
Huo Yelin was sleeping soundly, and even when he touched his lips, there was no reaction.
Zhao Yilin recalled what had happened last night and was still a little shaken.
She took out her cell phone and watched the news. The earlier update was: Zhao Yilin lives in KingBOB, and the identity of Little San has been confirmed?
Zhao Yueran went to look for her younger sister Zhao Yilin in disguise, begging her to stop seducing her brother-in-law. The photo showed that the district that Zhao Yilin lived in was the most famous holy land for raising Second Milk.
Although this didn't directly prove that Zhao Yilin was Little San, but after her sister had said those words, not only did she refuse, she even refused to open the door. One could imagine the reaction and comments from the crowd.
As she continued to scroll down, Zhao Yilin noticed that Qin Shan Shan forwarded it and gave a Like on Zhao Yueran's Weibo. Although she didn't comment, her actions clearly indicated that she was on the same side as Zhao Yueran at some point in time.
She felt a little headache and threw her phone to the side. She looked at Huo Yelin's sleeping face and softly said, "I don't even want to go back home anymore. Let's just stay here and live happily like the princes and princesses in fairy tales, okay?"
She kissed him lightly on the shoulder. His skin was warm and hard, like red-hot steel.
Huo Yelin suddenly flipped over, giving her a fright. "Ah! When did you wake up?"
Huo Yelin smiled, his voice a little hoarse. "When you're telling the story of the prince and princess."
Zhao Yelin smiled as she hugged him. Huo Yelin pressed her against his chest, the smile gradually fading from his face. "Yilin, when we get back, we'll have to face a lot of things. Please trust me. Give me time." The story of the prince and princess that you've told me about, I'm sure it will come true. "
Zhao Yelin nodded with tears in her eyes. However, she was not moved for long before Huo Yelin's hands once again moved between her legs.
Zhao Yilin pushed at him, saying, "No, it hurts. It's swollen."
"Really?" Let me see. " Huo Yelin crawled under the blanket with a serious look on his face. Zhao Yelin could not hit him with the pillow.
After returning home, all sorts of media outlets did not dare to attack Huo Yelin. They attacked with artillery fire to surround and intercept Zhao Yelin. The entrance to KingBOB district and the outside of her previous apartment were filled with reporters.
Thankfully, Huo Yelin had already sent people to scout for good news and had come up with a plan in advance.
The film crew got off the plane. Under the protection of the bodyguards, Zhao Yilin and Huo Yelin got on two separate minivans. When they were passing by the tunnel to the east of the city, Zhao Yelin took the opportunity to run to Huo Yelin's car and return to the villa with him.
"This is your room." Huo Yelin opened the door and took a look. Then, he stepped inside.
"Do you like it?"
Zhao Yilin looked back at him, "I like it."
Not getting the response he expected, Huo Yelin frowned and said, "Well, there are other rooms. I can take you around for a round before deciding."
Zhao Yilin put the box aside and sat on the sofa, saying, "No need, this is good enough."
Huo Yelin thought about it for a moment, then closed the door and stared at her with his hands in his pockets, "You seem unhappy ever since we arrived at the villa."
"No, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired."
Huo Yelin did not pursue the matter any further. He moved her suitcase to the huge vase and placed it inside.
Zhao Yilin looked at his back and suddenly felt like she couldn't bear to do it anymore. She got up and hugged him from behind.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Yilin buried her face in his shirt and answered vaguely, "I lied to you just now. Actually, I was just thinking about when I could be at home. I don't need to run around like that anymore."
Huo Yelin turned around and held her head with both his hands as he solemnly said, "You still don't have the awareness of a woman like me. As long as I'm here, it'll be your home."
With that, he kissed her on the forehead and said, "I have a meal tonight, so you go to sleep first. Don't wait for me to come back."
Zhao Yilin's face reddened. She saw him walking out with his chest puffed up. She suddenly understood what he meant.
At seven o'clock in the evening the maid came upstairs and invited her to dinner in the dining room on the first floor.
Zhao Yilan had changed into a light and light housedress and was wearing indoor slippers. However, she was still standing on the stairs when she saw Huo Qiang sitting on the sofa in the living room. He looked over coldly when he heard her footsteps.
Zhao Yilin was shocked. She knew that Huo Qiang did not come with good intentions, so much so that she could predict what he was going to say.
However, she wasn't wrong in this matter, and she didn't need to avoid it.
Her only mistake was to fall in love with a man she had an engagement with, who just so happened to be the sole heir to the Huo Corporation.
"Greetings, Grandpa Huo."
Zhao Yilin nodded respectfully in greeting.
Huo Qiang had come full of anger, but when he saw Wu Yali's face, he did not know what to say.
"Let's talk while we eat."
He slapped his thigh and walked into the dining room. Zhao Yilin followed suit.