Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 701: V571: Love is supporting each other in difficult times, love is asking for monthly tickets again. [72]

Chapter 701: V571: Love is supporting each other in difficult times, love is asking for monthly tickets again. [72]

During the elevator ride, Shen Funni’s heart was in complete disarray.

What will happen? What is he going to do?

Looking at the man beside her, whose overwhelming presence always made her heart race and inexplicably fearful, she truly wasn’t sure if she could push away if He Qimo tried to force her.

Especially now, looking at his five fingers gripping her wrist with their slender bones, firm and powerful.

Her heart...

The elevator soon reached the 26th floor where she was staying.

Once out of the elevator, she was pulled, stumbling all the way, to the hotel room door.

Before entering, He Qimo’s hand reached out to touch her, his hand tracing along her waistline. His tall figure overshadowed her like a dark cloud, exerting a pressure that made it hard to breathe, as she was pinned tightly against the doorframe and wall corner...

Her body couldn’t help but tremble, her breath felt like it could smell his breath.

That overwhelming masculine aura, the clawing feeling, along with his skilled movements on her body, all reminded her of when they were both naked, his scalding palms, his heavy breathing caressing every part of her body...

Her face burned fiercely, and so, in desperation, she covered her chest, screaming, "What are you doing?!"

Shen Funni’s tone was full of questioning! Even though she wasn’t cursing anymore, her temperament was no different from two years ago.

That cold anger and rejection made He Qimo pause during his search.

Then, seemingly understanding what she was thinking, He Qimo let out a deep, cold snicker, spitting out eight words, "I’m looking for the room card! Moving you out!"

In an instant, Shen Funni was stunned, pausing again, watching He Qimo pull out the room card from her inner clothing pocket, shooting a mocking glance at her.

She was both surprised that he knew her habits of never putting the room card in her bag when staying at a hotel, always carrying it with her.

And because of his mockery, she felt so crestfallen.

Her head drooped, wanting to dig a hole and hide, which made He Qimo even more amused. He glanced at her and then "beep!" swiped the card to open the door and walked in.

Upon entering, He Qimo tidied up quickly, almost immediately finding her suitcase and messily throwing her belongings inside.

Seeing her bags, cosmetics, and silk clothes being treated so poorly, Shen Funni’s expression was one of heartache.

He Qimo merely gave her a cold glance; during those years when she never asked him for money, even after spending several years abroad without earning, she still had to support her mother, seemingly still in a state of financial distress.

With a cold press of his lips, during the process of having his back turned, when Shen Funni wasn’t looking, he took out his wallet, pulled something from inside, and casually tossed it into the suitcase too.

However, very quickly—

Amidst his chaotic packing, when he picked up the magazine from Shen Funni’s bedside cabinet.

His heart started to tremble.

Because the man on the magazine cover wasn’t Lu Xin, nor Liang Yichao, nor any of those chaotic men he had once felt a flutter for, but... himself.

Shen Funni seemed to realize he had found something he shouldn’t have.

In her anxiety, she stepped forward and managed to say half a word, "Hey..." but then she caught his eye, lowered her eyelids heavily, and stubbornly turned her face away.

She loved him, had loved him for a full ten years.

He knew, there was nothing much to hide.

However, He Qimo’s gaze, in all its depth, still faintly restrained itself...