Chapter 818: Chapter 818: Let’s Do It Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novelꜰire.net
“I’m not, I’m doing it for my daughter…”
“Excuses, those are just your excuses.” His breathing gradually grew heavier, “That’s why I came back, regardless of love or hate, I hope you can give yourself an answer and not always be held back by the past. If one day you realize that you can completely let go of me, then I will never bother you.”
Saying that, he grasped her hand, interlocking their fingers, his voice deep, each word clear: “I promise you. No matter what your choice is, I will bless you.”
Yun Xuefei opened her mouth several times but couldn’t make a sound.
Because she realized she had no way to refute him.
Yes, her daughter’s birth filled her life, but it’s absolutely not the fundamental reason why she remained alone.
The fundamental reason is that although her marriage with Huo Yanzhao has come to an end, the feelings haven’t.
She couldn’t hate him, yet she couldn’t completely relinquish her love for him.
“…If I want to date someone else, you really won’t object?” Yun Xuefei finally spoke.
Huo Yanzhao’s gaze dimmed for a moment.
But ultimately, he nodded: “That’s right, it’s what I owe you.”
“Okay.” Yun Xuefei pondered for a moment, “I promise you, I won’t deliberately keep my distance from you anymore. But for now, let go of me!”
“As a designer, running out of inspiration is a terrifying thing.” Huo Yanzhao suddenly laughed, lowering his head to capture her lips gently biting and then releasing them, “You need inspiration. Love, sex, both can inspire you.”
“Absurd.” She denied, but her voice lacked strength.
“No, it’s the truth.” He laughed hoarsely, “The time when your inspiration was most abundant was when we were passionately in love… Love and sex both satisfied you. So now, you need a little stimulation.”
Yun Xuefei was momentarily speechless, unable to refute.
“Think about it, need my services?” Huo Yanzhao smiled again, somehow producing a small packet from nowhere, “Don’t worry, it won’t cause you any concerns.”
Seeing the condom, Yun Xuefei felt another wave of irritation.
This man surely came prepared.
Nonetheless, thinking of the proposal that had troubled her for days, she found herself surprisingly… unwilling to refuse.
Especially since… her last proposal had quickly taken shape after that night.
Thinking of this, Yun Xuefei finally stopped hesitating, and she took the initiative to plant a kiss on his chin.
A spark of fire ignited in the man’s eyes.
When it was over, Huo Yanzhao held her in his arms, tenderly kissing her cheeks and chin.
Yun Xuefei closed her eyes, her breathing still rapid.
She suddenly opened her eyes, pushed him away, and casually grabbed a nightgown to throw on: “I have inspiration.”
Huo Yanzhao watched her back in astonishment, seeing her already seated at the desk, could only smile helplessly.
He remembered how back then, whenever Xuefei hit a bottleneck, she’d frustratingly bite the pen tip and then say to him, “Let’s do it.”
He would always readily agree, thoroughly enjoying the rewards.
But now, seeing her really using him as a tool for inspiration, his heart… felt somewhat bittersweet.
At least, his goal had been achieved.
Huo Yanzhao put on his clothes and walked over, watching her focused on drawing design sketches under the lamp, a trace of gentle smile in his eyes.