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Fei Hu generally made do with the food at the hotel, as he had never really eaten his fill. However, tonight he felt particularly satisfied. Wang Qian seemed to understand him well, as they were served double portions of everything, and they even had a bit of wine. Perhaps it was because today's final negotiation had gone exceptionally well, which put Wang Qian in a great mood.
The two walked along the seaside of Victoria Harbor, with the evening breeze blowing gently, washing away the fatigue of the day. Fei Hu suddenly realized how beautiful Wang Qian looked in the quietness; her wavy hair danced slowly in the wind, and her white shirt paired with a black skirt showcased her elegance and grace. Fei Hu couldn't fathom how she could possess such a hidden side to her personality. Her actions today would surely be hard for anyone to believe; it was something only Wang Qian could pull off.
A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. This woman not only kept her thoughts hidden but also seemed to be an enigma herself. Fei Hu felt a sense of dread about what Wang Qian might be concealing.
"What are you thinking about? You seem so lost in thought," Wang Qian said as she leaned slightly closer to Fei Hu. The more relaxed she appeared, the more uneasy he felt.
Fei Hu smiled and replied, "I wasn't thinking about anything. It's getting late; we should head back!" In truth, this was the liveliest time at Victoria Harbor, with crowds pouring in, indicating that the excitement was just beginning.
Wang Qian's bright eyes scanned Fei Hu before she softly said, "Alright then! Let's go back."
Once they returned to the hotel, Fei Hu didn't dare linger too long. He hurriedly took a shower and before Wang Qian emerged from the bathroom, he retreated to his own room. Lying on his bed, he didn't even turn on the TV; instead, he pondered why Wang Qian had come all the way to Hong Kong. She showed no motivation for company business; on the contrary, it seemed she was preoccupied with her own affairs—ones that couldn't see the light of day. The people she interacted with today were all mysterious figures with an air of underworld charm, far from being righteous individuals.
Fei Hu turned over in bed, feeling wide awake. It seemed he had gotten himself into another troublesome situation. Just then, there was a knock at the door: "Fei Hu, stop pretending! I know you're still awake. Come to my room; I need to talk to you." It was Wang Qian's sweet voice.
"Okay, I'll be right there," Fei Hu quickly responded as he got out of bed. He threw on just a tank top that revealed his strong chest muscles and headed towards Wang Qian's bedroom while wondering what it could be about. Could it be regarding tomorrow's work assignments?
Wang Qian's room was dimly lit. On the coffee table lay an opened bottle of red wine and two empty glasses waiting expectantly. As Fei Hu stepped inside, he noticed that Wang Qian was wearing a dark red robe, reclining on the sofa. The robe seemed to be held together by just one strap in the middle, leaving its hem wide open and exposing her fair thighs. What made it even harder for him to resist was that it appeared she wasn't wearing a bra; both of her curves were visible, with one revealing a cute little dot.
Fei Hu felt an overwhelming heat wash over him; an unnamed fire surged within him that he couldn't suppress. He heard Wang Qian gently say, "Sit down! Why are you just standing there?"
Fei Hu took a deep breath, lowered his head, and sat down on the sofa opposite Wang Qian. He didn't dare to look up, fearing that he might lose control. Wang Qian slowly sat up, poured a glass of red wine for both herself and Fei Hu, then walked over with the glasses and sat down close to Fei Hu, softly saying, "Cheers!"
Fei Hu gradually lifted his head, took the wine glass from Wang Qian's hand, and caught a glimpse of her fair chest out of the corner of his eye. His heart raced, and his mind felt foggy. This afternoon, he had barely managed to defend his position; it seemed even harder tonight. He just couldn't understand what Wang Qian was trying to do.
Wang Qian gently placed one hand on Fei Hu's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Drink up! There's no poison in it."
As Wang Qian's alluring voice reached him, a fragrant scent wafted from her. Fei Hu could hardly resist; he raised the wine glass and downed it in one go like it was beer.
"Fei Hu, is it that I'm so unattractive that you don't even have the courage to look at me?" Wang Qian said lightly, raising her glass and swirling it gently before taking a small sip with an elegant motion.
"No, it's not that. It's just that you're too beautiful; I'm afraid to look..." Fei Hu blurted out without thinking, feeling a bit regretful for his clumsiness.
Wang Qian gently turned Fei Hu's face toward her with her delicate hand and playfully said, "You're being silly. Why make yourself uncomfortable? I'm not a fairy; if a young man dares to think it, he should dare to act."
Oh my goodness, everywhere Fei Hu looked was Wang Qian's jade-like fair skin, her smooth and tender neck leading down to a snowy expanse with two prominent peaks. He felt an unbearable heat wash over him; he truly couldn't take it anymore, especially when he caught sight of Wang Qian's peaks occasionally hidden from view—fire seemed to erupt from his eyes.
Wang Qian's lips curled into a slight smile as she said, "If you like it, then take it; don't hold back." With that, she pressed down on Fei Hu's face until it met hers—smooth as jade and soft as silk. Fei Hu felt his mind buzz as he became completely dazed.
In an endless whirlwind of excitement, Fei Hu felt an inexhaustible energy within him surging forth in waves. He was overwhelmed by joy as they moved from the sofa to the floor and then from the floor to the bed. In his hazy memory, it was all Wang Qian who was guiding him along.
The comfortable big bed made Fei Hu sleep soundly like a pig. Suddenly, he was pushed awake. When he opened his eyes, he saw Wang Qian sitting at the edge of the bed with a smile on her face.
Fei Hu hurriedly sat up only to realize he was completely naked. Moreover, this room didn't seem like his own because there were several pieces of women's lingerie hanging on the rack and a scent of perfume lingered in the air. Did he really sleep in Wang Qian's bed last night? His mind went blank as he struggled to recall what had happened.
Wang Qian smiled and said, "No need to think about it. You slept with me last night; what's the big deal? It was mutual consent." There was a clear hint of displeasure in Wang Qian's words.
Now that things had come to this point, what was the use of thinking? Fei Hu pretended to be carefree and said, "I wasn't thinking! I just had a bit too much to drink last night, and my head hurts."
"Heh, it's not that you drank too much; it's that you were restless and didn't get enough rest, which is why your head hurts. Why don't you rest a little longer? We don't have much to do today," Wang Qian said with a smile.
Fei Hu shook his head and replied, "Restless? I really don't remember anything." This was a disingenuous statement; after sleeping with someone, most men and women tend to play dumb and say such things.
Wang Qian raised her hand and grabbed Fei Hu's ear, gently scolding him, "You heartless person! You finished eating and didn't even clean your mouth before denying everything. What do you want to do?"
Fei Hu quickly pleaded, "I was wrong. I remember everything; I remember it all."
Remember everything? Not a chance. Fei Hu couldn't piece together the entire process. Sitting on the toilet lid, he thought about last night because he felt there was clearly something wrong with the wine. With his drinking capacity, he could handle a bottle of fine wine without any issues, yet he only had one glass last night and ended up like this. Could it be that Wang Qian had added something to the wine? As this thought crossed his mind, Fei Hu couldn't help but stand up. If Wang Qian did that, what could her purpose be? He couldn't figure out the reason no matter how hard he tried.
Forget it; whatever comes will come. He thought that women were meant for men to enjoy, and as he pondered this, he couldn't help but smile.
As he exited the bathroom, Wang Qian greeted him with a smile: "Today you can go out and explore on your own. I have some personal matters to attend to that aren't convenient for us to do together. We have things to take care of tomorrow, so just have fun today—shopping, visiting bars, or meeting women are all fine. Just remember not to gamble; if something goes wrong, I can't help you," Wang Qian said as she stuffed a wad of cash into Fei Hu's hand. He didn't look but could feel there were several thousand yuan.
Fei Hu thought about refusing for a moment but then realized he was on a business trip for the company. If she gave him money, it might be reimbursable by the company, so there was no need for him to worry about it.
After tidying up a bit, Fei Hu bid farewell to Wang Qian.
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