Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

Is this where you think about Chapter 198?

"Mu Chen, you look a little tired. Did you not get enough rest again last night?"

Sitting in Huo Muchen's arms, Sang Yu gently cupped his face in her hands, her gaze as tender as flowing water, full of concern and heartache.

Huo Muchen's gaze remained fixed on the computer screen in front of him, and he responded calmly:

"Yes, I had a social engagement last night, so I went to bed a little late."

Sang Yu gently buried her head in Huo Muchen's neck and said in an almost whispered voice:

"Mu Chen, you need to take better care of yourself. Don't always neglect yourself because of work."

"Also, I missed you so much while I was away on business."

Sang Yu's voice trembled slightly, as if the deepest emotions in her heart were surging.

As she spoke, she gently kissed Huo Muchen's ear, cheek, and then his sensitive neck. Her kisses fell softly like a gentle rain, each spot seemingly enveloped by her love, yet carrying endless longing and affection.

Huo Muchen stopped what he was doing, looked up at Sang Yu's affectionate yet shy eyes, and a mischievous smile crept onto his lips. He asked softly:

"Is this what you're thinking about?"

As Huo Muchen spoke, his large hand reached into Sang Yu's skirt. Sang Yu lowered her head shyly, a blush rising on her face. She gently grasped Huo Muchen's hand, signaling him not to continue.

Sang Yu's hands, delicate as silk, gently brushed against Huo Muchen's palms, yet to Huo Muchen, these hands seemed to offer him no resistance.

He continued to gently move his hand upwards until it reached the softness of Sang Yu's chest. He lowered his head, looked at her, a knowing smile playing on his lips, and softly asked:

"Or here?"

Huo Muchen's fingers gently traced circles on Sang Yu's chest, each movement seemingly creating ripples in her heart.

Sang Yu was now as if she were drunk, a faint blush rising on her cheeks, her eyes becoming hazy, her lips slightly parted, uttering two words indistinctly:

"I want to..."

Her voice was weak and trembling, like a faint light shining in the darkness, yet filled with endless longing and anticipation.

Her lips continued to gently touch Huo Muchen's cheeks, each kiss as tender as a drizzle, yet carrying an indescribable passion.

Huo Muchen's fingertips gently glided across her skin, the touch as smooth as silk. Her body gradually softened under his touch, becoming as light as a cloud.

She nestled quietly in his arms, letting his embrace hold her tightly.

"Brother Mu Chen,"

Xu Xiaofan's intrusion broke the ambiguous atmosphere between the two.

"Brother Mu Chen, who is this vixen?"

Xu Xiaofan pointed angrily at Sang Yu, who was sitting in Huo Muchen's lap, her eyes flashing with burning hostility.

Sang Yu quickly stood up. Although the blush on her cheeks had not completely faded, she had regained her composure.

She frowned slightly, looking at Xu Xiaofan with disdain. Although she didn't say anything, the disdain and arrogance emanating from her bones were enough to make Xu Xiaofan uncomfortable.

"Bitch!"

Xu Xiaofan's anger erupted like a volcano. Seeing the contempt in Sang Yu's eyes, she lost her mind. Driven by anger, she stepped forward and slapped Sang Yu across the face without hesitation.

The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the office, breaking the tense and delicate atmosphere.