The night Oliver Garcia got engaged, Emma Smith got dead drunk in the bar.
She mistook someone and hugged a handsome guy in the dark aisle, kissing him crazily.
After the kiss, both felt good. The handsome guy looked down at the woman in his arms, his voice husky and sexy: "For real?"
Emma Smith sobered up a bit and recognized the man in front of her.
Liam Johnson, the top lawyer in the country and with countless properties, a total urban elite man.
Of course, he also had another identity, the future brother-in-law of Oliver Garcia.
Emma Smith shrank back.
But then she thought, Oliver Garcia could cheat on her, why couldn't she enjoy herself?
Emma Smith not only didn't push away, but hugged Liam Johnson tighter.
She was good-looking and had a top-notch figure.
Liam Johnson, not an easily impulsive person, was also willing to have a fling with her.
He held her slender waist, his tall nose touching hers. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "Change place?"
Emma Smith was inexperienced, but she pretended to be experienced and whispered close to the man's ear: "I haven't tried here."
Liam Johnson frowned.
This woman was actually a seasoned player!
She looked pure and innocent. Really couldn't tell.
But it was just physical pleasure. He didn't care that much, so he lowered his head and kissed the woman again.
They were like many lustful men and women in the city, impatient.
Emma Smith had drunk anyway. After being kissed by the man for a while, she became a little confused. She leaned on the man's shoulder and murmured like a cat: "Oliver Garcia..."
Everything stopped suddenly.
Liam Johnson let go of the woman. He leaned against the aisle wall and lit a cigarette.
He watched her with interest.
Oliver Garcia...
Really interesting! The woman in front of him was actually his future brother-in-law's ex-girlfriend.
Emma Smith was at a loss. She guessed Liam Johnson must have investigated her.
Liam Johnson tapped the cigarette ash and asked casually: "You know my identity, right? What were you thinking when kissing me? Wanted to sleep with me to disgust Oliver Garcia badly?"
Emma Smith couldn't deny it.
Liam Johnson was too famous. If she said she didn't know, it would be too fake. She could only lower her head and apologize: "Sorry, Mr. Huo. I'm sorry for disturbing you."
She wanted to leave and Liam Johnson didn't stop her.
Just then, Emma Smith's phone rang. It was a call from Aunt Mei.
"Emma Smith, come back quickly. Something happened at home."
Emma Smith asked more, but Aunt Mei couldn't explain clearly and just asked her to come back quickly.
After hanging up the phone, Emma Smith's legs went weak. She apologized to Liam Johnson again: "Mr. Huo, I'm sorry."
She was sensible. She couldn't afford to offend someone of his status.
Liam Johnson looked at her deeply.
He stood up straight and threw a coat to her: "Put it on. I'll drive you back."
Emma Smith wasn't pretentious. She thanked him softly and got in his car.
Liam Johnson was driving a Bentley Continental. Neither of them spoke on the way.
Emma Smith looked at him occasionally.
Liam Johnson had a perfect side face, distinct facial features. The shirt he wore couldn't tell the brand but was very noble.
Emma Smith knew that such a man would never lack women.
When they arrived and stopped the car, Liam Johnson turned his head to look at her. His gaze lingered on her slender and fair calves for a moment. Then, he took a business card from the front storage cabinet and handed it to Emma Smith.
The adult thing was easy to understand with a little thought.
Emma Smith didn't expect that after knowing his identity, he still wanted to have a relationship with her.
She refused.
She said softly: "Mr. Huo, let's not contact each other anymore."
Just then, Emma Smith's phone beeped slightly.
She thought it was Aunt Mei. When she took it out to look, it was a WeChat message from Oliver Garcia.
[Emma Smith, where are you?]
Liam Johnson also saw it and smiled lightly: "Miss Smith is quite sentimental!"
Emma Smith was embarrassed. She wanted to explain.
Liam Johnson, however, got out of the car gracefully and opened the door for her. Emma Smith had to get out of the car but forgot to return his coat.
Liam Johnson sat back in the car. He didn't have much memory of this failed encounter.
Emma Smith was beautiful, but there were never a shortage of beautiful women who took the initiative to pursue him around him.