CEO's Secret Lover

On the main street, the neon lights that flickered everywhere lit up her somewhat gloomy heart. At this moment, what she wanted the most was to see her cute daughter.

These days, without him by her side, She Meixin always felt that her heart was empty, and sometimes she even felt that her life was meaningless.

At this time, Wu Wei wanted to give her love and she really wanted to accept it. However, she understood that she would never be able to have children in her life again.

Even if Wu Wei threw away all his family members, he didn’t mind that she couldn’t have children. But what about his family? How could a Wealthy and Prominent Class family like theirs allow a daughter-in-law like her to enter the house?

Thinking about it, he was still too naive, thinking things too simply.

With a bitter smile, she slowly walked along the street. Through the clean window, she looked at the constantly changing shops that displayed all kinds of beautiful items. Her heart gradually calmed down.

Not long after she left the hotel, her phone rang. The number displayed on it was from Wu Wei.

"Hello." She did not dare to answer the call for fear of being scolded by Wu Wei. After all, it was very rude to leave without saying anything.

"Where?" His voice came through the phone, but there wasn’t much emotion in it.

"I... "I’ve already reached home ..." She had no choice but to come up with a lie to deceive him. She didn’t want him to see her like this.

"Have a good rest." He did not blame her, nor was he angry. He only allowed her to rest.

After hanging up the phone, Huo XIwen aimlessly walked forward a few steps and saw a bar in front of him.

"Yes, I will. Tonight, I’m sorry." When she heard his voice, she felt a sudden warmth in her heart.

"It doesn’t matter. If you want to leave next time, just remember to tell me."

"I know."

"Rest early. Call me if you need anything."

"Mm. Bye bye."

"Bye bye."

After hanging up, He Mei Xin heaved a long sigh of relief. If she were to turn around, she would have seen a black Porsche not far behind her. The black car was Wu Wei’s symbol, with eyes as bright as ink.

As she continued to walk forward, He Mei didn’t know where she had gone to. When autumn arrived, the night would always feel a tinge of coldness. Remembering that it was meaningless for her to return home now, she lifted her feet and walked into a coffee shop not far in front of her.

This coffee shop’s decorations were very stylish, unlike the other restaurants that she used to follow Wu Wei into.

There was a kind of French melody everywhere, and even the music was old French songs.

She Meixin took a seat by the window. She didn’t like coffee, so she ordered a glass of willow juice and looked through the window at the people coming and going. She felt as if she could find a special sense of security that belonged solely to her, as if she were living in a castle where no one else could live, and none of the dangers outside could hurt her.

In those years in the United States, she still vividly remembered the days when she painstakingly gave birth to She Yimeng and raised him on her own. At that time, if not for Wu Wei’s help, they might have died in the United States.

It wasn’t too sweet, but it made her smile, because that was the time He Yimeng was so cute. It was the first time she smiled, the first time she called out for Mommy, the first time she started walking, the first time she did some simple chores for her, the first time she corrected some of the things that happened to her, the first time she ...

Everything was imprinted in her mind. Little by little, she could not forget it.

As He Meixin was reminiscing about the past, a waiter walked in front of her with a cup of beverage in hand. "Hello, Miss. This cup of beverage was offered to you by the gentleman opposite you."

She Meixin did not expect to meet someone who would treat her to a drink tonight. She looked in the direction indicated by the waiter and saw a refined man looking at her with a faint smile.

With a faint smile in return, She Meixin picked up the drink, gave him a toast, and took a sip.

The man didn’t rush to her, only looking at her with a smile, keeping a safe distance from her.

Unknowingly, time slowly passed. She actually sat there in the early hours of the morning and watched as all the customers left one by one. Only then did she suddenly remember that she had forgotten to check the time. She finished both drinks on the table.

Quickly getting up to pay the bill, she felt a little dizzy and a little hot all over.

Arriving at the bar, she took out her wallet to pay. The waiter pointed to a man at the door who was looking at her and said, "That gentleman has already bought the ticket for you."

He Mei walked over to the man and said politely, "Thank you for paying for me. How much?" I’ll return it to you. "

"No need, it’s rare to see such a beautiful young lady like you. It’s my honor to buy you a drink." The man grinned, perhaps because he had been smoking for so long that there was a yellow stain on his teeth.

"Thank you." She Meixin felt more and more lightheaded as her entire body turned hot.

"No need to thank me. Where are you going? I’ll send you there." When the man saw He Meixin’s expression, he suddenly reached out and shoved a pill into her mouth. Before she could react, the man wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered into her ear.

"No ..." "No need ..." She Meixin tried to push him away, but found that she did not have the strength to do so.

How could this be? She felt that something was wrong. She wanted to struggle free from the Demon Claw that was slowly moving around on her body, but she couldn’t muster up any strength in her body.

"Be good and don’t move. I will bring you to a comfortable place to rest." The man held her waist tightly, then ordered her.

He Mei Xin felt her nerves gradually relax. The hand that was originally on her body and the hand that was causing her to feel disgusted caused her to feel a sense of comfort and hunger.

No... Wrong... It shouldn’t be like this...

She bit her lips tightly. When the tip of her tongue tasted the tinge of blood, she regained her senses and pushed away his hand that was caressing her body with all her might. She scolded: "Let go, you rascal ..."