To Think You've Stooped to This Level

Huo Yanmei glared at Huo Beichen while he stood steadily in front of Tang Mo'er, seemingly protecting Tang Mo'er behind his strong front. She was disappointed and immediately walked in front of him to scold him. "Beichen, when did you hook up with this Tang Mo'er?"

'Hook up'?

Huo Beichen didn't like the phrase and his lips twitched in apparent dissatisfaction. "Aunt, when did you ever see me hooking up with her?"

"…"

Huo Yanmei was an experienced woman and she knew of her nephew's more unsavory habits and how he treated women and his so-called relationships. It was common news in the Capital that Huo Beichen changed girlfriends faster than he changed clothes. She knew that he never truly loved any of the women he dated. To him, women were merely conquests, a list of notches upon his many bedposts.

But her sixth sense told her that Huo Beichen treated Tang Mo'er differently and he had some feelings for her.