The Overbearing Chief Husband's Favorite: Baby

Shrouded in darkness, the moon and stars in the sky shed light on Earth.

C city, Imperial Palace Hotel

Out of the darkness, a white Bugatti sports car broke through the night like a gust of wind, took a nice turn in front of the hotel and pulled up outside the main entrance.

The waiters, who had been waiting respectfully on both sides bowed and greeted, “Master Bei, you are here.”

The man in the car just took a faint glance at the group of people, pushed the door open and stepped out.

It was a face so imposing, with features so deep that few Asians have. Though half hidden in the shadows, the other half illuminated by the light is so dazzling that people can’t help but stare.

“Your room has already been arranged!” The waiter in charge of the reception gave a humble reminder then with a gesture invited him in.

“Hmm” The man spat out indifferently leaving behind a large crowd of waiters. Striding through with slender legs, he went straight towards the hotel.

His body seemed like a cold magnetic field. When he went by, the place felt like a cold wind had passed, setting off a chill like ice and snow.

He entered the elevator and went up to the 15th floor, to the room prepared beforehand. The man casually unbuttoned his shirt, then walked with his long legs straight to the bathroom.

At the same time the water in the bathroom sounded, a beep of a key card inserted in the suite door burst out.

The door closed door was then quietly opened and left ajar.....

Meanwhile, downstairs on the ground floor at the hotel’s lawn, a birthday party was taking place.

This birthday party was held for Fang Rong, the young master of the Fang family. Fang Chi Xia has just arrived and the main protagonist of the evening welcomed her in.

“Xia Xia, you came!” Fang Rong strode towards her. When she came close, he impatiently rushed forward with his arms open wide.

Fang Chixia, sharp-eyed, took two steps back before his body was about to touch hers, cleverly dodging his movements.

“Fang Chi Xia!” Fang Rong came up empty-handed and was slightly annoyed. But at the sight of her face more delicate than flowers, all his anger were swallowed back into his stomach.

The night is still long, he’ll get his hands on her soon enough.

Fang Rong is the son of Fang Chi Xia’s adoptive father. After Fang Chixia grew up, he never stopped staring at her as if he couldn’t wait to eat her up.

Fang Chixia, however, was clever and usually avoided him. She even rarely returned home, which dashed Fang Rong’s hopes repeatedly.

Such a piece of delicious meat was in front of him. He could only see, but couldn’t eat. Fang Rong’s heart has long been waiting to have a taste.

Still, thinking of the plan tonight evoked a treacherous smile on his lips.

Beckoning a passing waiter, he took two glasses of wine from the tray and handed one to Fang Chixia. “Xia Xia, today is my birthday. Aren’t you going to give me a toast?”

Fang Chixia always had her guard up against him, but tonight’s occasion, this glass of wine was really not easy to evade.

“I want to drink this flavor.” Staring at the drink he handed over, she made a clever excuse for herself and took the opportunity to change the glass of wine.

Fang Rong looked at her movements quietly, and the malicious smile on his lips deepened.

He knew this girl was deceptive!

Good thing he already got it covered!

The girl could not have guessed, even if she was more careful, the wine inside, in fact, was all tampered with...

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