She is the moonlight in the dark night

Xia Zhixi felt the smell of gunpowder coming and going at the table, and waved her hands repeatedly.

"It's okay, don't tell me anything."

Ji Yingying tightened her burning fingers, and lowered her head towards Xia Zhixi under Huo Zheng's heavy gaze.

"Thank you, Miss Xia."

Xia Zhixi didn't know how to respond.

When she faltered and didn't know how to refuse, Ji Yingying had already stood up straight, holding Huo Zheng's food quietly with chopsticks.

Although she had to accept Huo Zheng's sarcastic remarks throughout the whole process, Ji Yingying was already used to his hot and cold temper.

Relying on her abdominal slander, she maliciously speculated whether he had taken some wrong medicine today to survive the whole dinner.

I cleared the dishes and went to the back kitchen.

Ji Yingying raised her hand and glanced at her fingertips. The originally fair skin was now abnormally red, and the burning pain came from deep in the skin. Even if she pressed the red piece tightly, it didn't get any better.

"Run more cold water, it looks like it's burnt."

During this time, Ji Yingying and most of the servants were able to talk.

The aunt who cooks often touches hot things, and she can understand the state of her wounds at a glance.

Ji Yingying lowered her eyes, nodded with an unclear expression, and tightly clenched her injured fingertips.

She waited for more than half an hour before arriving outside Huo Zheng's study.

Ji Yingying knocked on the door, and pushed open the door after hearing his approval.

"Mr. Huo, I asked Steward Wang, and she said that you are responsible for my salary."

Stepping on the soft carpet in the study, Ji Yingying lowered her head and asked.

"Your salary?"

Huo Zheng said in a cold voice.

He opened the side drawer, and on the top shelf of the first drawer on the left, there was a pure white envelope lying there quietly.

Huo Zheng's hand just touched the white envelope, but suddenly withdrew his hand.

The next moment, the drawer was closed.

"No, one billion is not enough?"

really.

Ji Yingying knew that Huo Zheng was in charge of her salary, which was not a good sign.

The burning pain in her fingers has not gone away.

Facing Huo Zheng's sharp gaze, Ji Yingying regretted endlessly, she shouldn't have asked, didn't she bring shame on herself?

With his head down, Huo Zheng couldn't see her expression clearly, he could only see Ji Yingying lowered her head suddenly and said something in his direction.

"I see. I came to disturb Mr. Huo."

Her ending was still trembling.

After the voice fell, he turned and left.

When he left, his footsteps were hurried and a little extra eager.

The moment he went out, he tripped over a raised corner of the carpet and almost fell.

Very embarrassed.

Huo Zheng's gaze was blocked by the closed door, he put down the pen in his hand, and sat back in the chair behind him.

He raised his hand to press the artery in the neck, feeling the blood flow under the flesh.

Huo Zheng closed his eyes, and the pulsation of his fingertips became more intense.

The car accident four years ago suddenly flashed before his eyes, and the car they were riding in completely overturned.

Huo Zheng sat on the left side of the back seat, struggled for a while and then climbed out from under the car.

The situation on Huo Jiao's side was not good. She was crushed by the car and fell into a coma.

He wanted to try his best to rescue his sister from the car, but with his arm injured, he couldn't use any strength.

Large patches of blood dripped from his chest, sparks came out from the front of the car, and he could smell gasoline leaking from the tip of his nose.

That was the most desperate and helpless moment for Huo Zheng in more than 20 years.

He kept his hands tightly around Huo Jiao's neck, feeling the weak flow of blood under his fingertips.

Only in this way can he confirm that she is alive.

If Xia Zhixi's father hadn't appeared behind, the two siblings would not be alive at this moment.

It can be said that Xia Zhixi's father bought their lives with his own.

The memories in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Huo Zheng slowly opened his extremely dark eyes.

For the rest of his life, he will never forget the crazy words the driver said just a second before the car accident.

"Who told you to fight Ji's family so hard!"

The next moment, the car slammed into the rocks on the side. Because of the inertia of the accelerator pedal, the whole car rolled twice before hitting the ground heavily.

The innocent Xia Zhixi still doesn't know the truth of all this.

Only Huo Zheng and Huo Jiao, who were in the car at that time, heard the driver's words.

This car accident, Huo Jiao's legs, and Xia Zhixi's father's life are all inseparable from Ji's family!
Huo Zheng clenched his fists slowly.

He shouldn't be softhearted.

Softheartedness is disrespect to the deceased.

Huo Zheng opened the drawer and took out the top white envelope.

He turned over the white envelope and saw the name written on the envelope.

Ji Yingying.

Huo Zheng's extremely black pupils shrank, and without hesitation, he tore up the pure white envelope, and the check in it also became fragmented.-
In the evening, Ji Yingying came to the door of Huo Zheng's master bedroom according to her daily routine.

Sometimes Huo Zheng would call her in to help him prepare things for washing, but sometimes, Huo Zheng would not call her. Ji Yingying could go back as long as the light in the door dimmed.

Huo Zheng's mood was obviously wrong today.

Ji Yingying could even sense his dislike for her from his eyes.

She clasped her hands and stood quietly outside his master bedroom door, waiting for the light in the crack of the door to dim.

Since Huo Zheng hated her so much, why would he ask her to go in?
However, on this point, Ji Yingying was wrong.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, she heard Huo Zheng's voice coldly.

"Come in."

His voice was not clear, it sounded like it was coming from another room.

Ji Yingying pushed the door open and entered in a daze.

When she saw the dim light in the master bedroom and the bright light in the bathroom, she felt something was wrong.

"This way."

Huo Zheng's voice came from the direction of the bathroom.

She hesitated for a moment, but had no choice.

Ji Yingying pushed open the bathroom door, and saw Huo Zheng with only a towel around his waist.

The light in the bathroom was bright and transparent, and she could clearly see the lines of Huo Zheng's muscles full of strength. The water droplets slid over the beautiful lines of his waist and finally disappeared under the white towel.

Huo Zheng's gaze was as cold as ice. Sitting on the marble table, he looked at her with scrutiny, but his words were extremely explicit.

"Lie down on the sink over there."

Ji Yingying took a look with his eyes, and her whole body seemed to be on fire.

Between the two washbasins there was a section of unoccupied marble counter.

Let her lie there, how to lie down?How to lie down?
The moment Ji Yingying was in a daze, Huo Zheng frowned impatiently, got up and came to Ji Yingying's side, pressed her shoulders and put her on the table next to the sink.

Ji Yingying seemed to know what he was going to do, she could see this shameless pose of herself in the mirror in front of her.

She could also see her own eyes in the mirror, the light brown pupils looked at the identical pair of eyes in the mirror, and at the same time saw the despair and helplessness in the eyes.

His hands pressed tightly against his back, even though the distance between the two of them was so close, Huo Zheng's eyes were still as cold as ice, without any scorching heat.

She was just about to struggle, but the company at home and the mother in the ward flashed before her eyes.

Ji Yingying's breath stopped, what choice did she have?
Her eyes were sore, she turned her head away and closed her eyes.

Anyway, it's not like I haven't had anything to do with him, come on!
If you are bitten by a dog, you need to be vaccinated against rabies.

Relax, just pretend she slept with him!