Sensationalist Mistress
CHAPTER 8

Astonished, Huo Zihang froze and stood still in his place. The jaw of the butler almost fell to the floor, and,

'Yan Jinyi is impressive!'

'Second Young Lady is amazing!'

"Huo Zihang, come here."

Seeing Yan Jinyi move her finger and call out to him, Huo Zihang felt a little limp at his feet.

Looking at him vigilantly, he asked, "What.what.what are you trying to do?"

"Dries. I will not repeat my own words."

His voice was very pleasant but to Huo Zihang, it sounded like a death bell. After a moment of hesitation, Huo Zihang immediately walked towards Yan Jinyi and stood next to her as he saw Yan Jinyi taking the dagger.

"Open your shirt." Yan Jinyi ordered firmly. Huo Zihang immediately raised both of his hands to cover his chest. "

"You can't see my body."

Raising his eyebrows, Yan Jinyi asked, "Or do you want me to tear it for you?"

Tear, no.

Huo Zihang felt extremely sad, a feeling he had never had before during the many years he had lived.

'I must complain to Second Brother once he returns!'

He took off his clothes in a planless manner, showing off his toned upper body at Yan Jinyi.

Huo Zihang emphasizes the principle of staying fit and he is a classic example of a man who looks thin in clothes and muscular when topless (naked chest).

Huo Zihang was somewhat confident in his figure and he looked at Yan Jinyi proudly, trying to find another emotion on his face.

In the end, Yan Jinyi remained extremely calm. He acted as if in front of him it was not a piece of a man's big body but a pig. Yan Jinyi caught a glimpse of Huo Zihang's back, only to see a red mark on it.

He coughed and took the apple off the table. He then said, "Here, this is for you."

Confusion was written all over Huo Zihang's face.

Huo Zixing stood dumbfounded with an apple in his hand, looked at Yan Jinyi, and then the apple in his hand. An inexplicable feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

'Why do apples look so beautiful today? Has Yan Jinyi been reflecting on me?' Huo Zihang shivered suddenly and frantically picked up his phone.

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In a large private room, a man stood in front of a ceiling-high window with a glass of wine in his hand. The radiance of the setting sun scattered on his body, making him seem like a god who was descending to earth.

Suddenly, the phone on the glass table rang with a rapid ringing tone. The man walked over and extended his thin and slender hand.

"Second Brother, Second Brother, your wife has gone mad!" Furrowing his thick brows, the man replied nonchalantly,

"You're crazy."

Huo Zihang listened to the sound of disconnected calls coming from his phone and stared dumbfoundedly at the screen.

"No, Second Brother, your wife is completely insane!"

'He even had the guts to hit me!'

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Yan Jinyi took a comfortable hot bath and began to plan for her future. It was a violation of the law to kill and burn deliberately here, and his subordinates were also absent. Her husband was unreliable, so she had to rely on herself to build an enormous fortune.

'Rumors say that being a celebrity is a high paying job here.'

Yan Jinyi quickly picked up the phone and started using it with great difficulty. When he saw the tantalizing amount that certain celebrities earned for filmmaking, he firmly took the decision. I will continue to hurt .

"No, I mean, keep shining in the entertainment industry!"

The production team for which Yan Jinyi is a part is now for the drama, "Unforgettable In Love With You",

As usual, she is an extra actress and a disgusting bitch. Seeing that the crew was about to finish, Director Li looked at Cheng Ruoxue, who was sitting on the lounge chair and throwing a tantrum, with an anxious expression.

If not for Huo Zihang's sake, he would have long since kicked Cheng Ruoxue, a demanding, unreasonable, mischievous, female, and useless who was not good at anything except drawing attention to himself, came out from the set. Yan Jinyi was also not to be taken lightly.

He even had the courage to hit Huo Zihang, how could he be afraid of something?