Chapter 115 His White Moonlight, Is Back!
the field for many years, and soon said very easily: “I came to visit your mother (Aunt Ruan) and I also found an authoritative expert for her! How... It's rare for Uncle to have some free time and y...Ho Shaoting gently stroked Wen Man's long hair and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I have some official business to attend to." After that, he got up and walked towards the study.
He was so abrupt, Wen Man couldn't help but think about it!
She wasn't trying to take control in this relationship. She just clearly sensed something was off with Huo Shaoting.
The person in his heart should be back.
She just mentioned Qiao Jingnian's daughter... Qiao An!
Wen Man suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
Joan... is the one in Huo Shaoting's heart!
But, but she had seen Qiao Jingnian so many times. Huo Shaoting was still doing that thing with her over the phone while Qiao Jingnian was around, and he even teased about it a few times... But he had never told her his past was Qiao An!
No one told her!
Everyone knows, except for her Wen Man!
Early autumn night, a bit chilly...
Wen Man sat alone on the sofa in the living room. She and Huo Shaoting were only a wall apart, but at this moment she felt as if they were worlds away!
She, more or less, was moved!
A rose by my bedside in the morning,
That GDE,
And those sleepless nights...
Wen Man smiled faintly, it turned out that these weren't anything at all! The two words Qiao An were enough to outweigh everything between her and Huo Shaoting...
Wen Man didn't overreach herself and try to talk to him.
Because they are nothing!
Even if she were stupid, she would also know Huo Shaoting's attitude just now. That super bomb still had an unparalleled impact on him. Wen Man was not someone who would humiliate herself!
He wanted to be alone, and she gave him space.
But she still made him a late-night snack, putting it in a thermos and leaving it on the dining table where he could see it as soon as he was willing to leave his study.
Wen Man sat quietly in the living room, reviewing the financial statements of the music studio and taking a bath to pamper her skin... Her four-year failed relationship with Gu Changqing had taught her that feeling sorry for men wouldn't lead to a happy ending!
Ho Shaoting sat in the study.
The ashtray on the wooden desk was full of cigarette butts, and the study was thick with smoke. After finishing the last cigarette, he crumpled up the pack and tossed it in the trash can.
His eyes were beginning to ache, reminding him that it was getting late...
Ho Shao-ting got up and walked straight out.
The living room was dimly lit, with only a small night light left on by Wen Man. Under its light, he could easily see the late-night snack on the dining table.
Open it, it's a bowl of ice sugar snow pear soup!
Refreshing!
Ho Shao-ting sat down and ate a few bites before walking into the master bedroom.
Wen Man has already gone to sleep.
She leaned against the headboard, wearing a conservative white cotton nightgown. Huo Shaoting couldn't remember where he'd heard this saying before, but apparently, a woman's choice of nightgown indicated her willingness to be intimate that evening. It was obvious that Wen Man didn't want to tonight.
He Shao-ting guessed she knew something.
So he embraced her from behind after taking a shower.
Wen Man didn't want to wake up, but he was determined to rouse her. ...
"Ho Shaoting!"
Wen Man sighed softly, turned to face him and whispered, "I'm a little tired, I don't want to do it!"
He Shao-ting didn't mean that.
He just wanted to talk to Wen Man. He pressed his forehead against hers and confessed, "I dated Qiao An for a few years! She's Qiao Shu's daughter."
Wen Man was stunned.
She leaned against his chest, in the place he couldn't see, and whispered, "Are you going to get back together with her"
"No!"
Ho Shao-ting's voice was somewhat cold: "She's engaged!"
Wen Man didn't ask any further.
She thought, this kind of explanation that wasn't really an explanation, was more for him to hear than for her. He was trying to convince himself that he and Joan were in the past, that Joan was engaged!
From beginning to end, inside and out, she had nothing to do with it!
Wen Man knew it well.
She hugged him tightly and said deliberately, "That's good! I don't want to be a third wheel either!"
Ho Shao-ting was so angry his teeth ached.
Sometimes, Wen Man can be quite a handful!
Wherever he ached, she'd jab him there...
He didn't do anything to her, but instead gently rubbed her auburn long hair, whispering, "Tomorrow is Mingzhu's birthday banquet, wear something nice..."
Wen Man smiled faintly.
She guessed that Joan's return this time was specifically for Huo Mingzhu's birthday. To be more direct, it was for Huo Shaoting's return. Usually, he might not see her, but at an occasion like a birthday banquet, meeting old lovers is unavoidable!
Wen Man couldn't help but sympathize with her own situation...
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The next day was Huo Mingzhu's birthday.
This might be Huo Mingzhu's last birthday in the Huo family. The loving Huo family chose to hold the banquet at their own residence.
The Huo Zhendong couple spent a lot of money, everything was the best!
The Huo residence was beautifully decorated and radiant.
The band, the food, and the fashionably dressed celebrity guests, Ho Mingzhu was literally treated like royalty!
Wen Man picked a white silk gown.
The front features a one-shoulder design, while the back boasts a large open space secured by several delicate straps adorned with a circle of tiny pearl accents.
Beautiful and sexy.
Originally, Huo Shaoting wouldn't let her wear this, saying the back was too revealing. However, Wen Man's long hair cascading down only left a hint of spring light, teasingly showing just enough to be alluring!
Wen Man walked arm-in-arm with Huo Shaoting, meeting all sorts of elders with him!
He has never been secretive about their relationship, but rather open and honest!
Mrs. Huo beamed with joy.
Their son Shaoting finally has someone to share his life with!
When asked about marriage, Madam Huo smiled modestly: "Our Wenman is still young. She's a rabbit in the zodiac. Let her continue dating Shao Ting for another two years..."
She feigned magnanimity, but behind her back, she looked at her son with resentment.
We sleep together every day, yet nothing unexpected happens, like a pregnancy or something!
Wen Man followed Huo Shaoting for a walk.
Her feet were sore from walking, so she found an excuse to sit in the small garden and take a break.
Before them, a shadow rose.
Wen Man raised her eyes, and it was Gu Changqing!
Gu Changqing looked much better today than in previous encounters. Wen Man guessed that the crisis at Gu's company should have been resolved. Today happened to be Huo Mingzhu's birthday, and she really wanted to say congratulations to him, and then never speak to him again.
Gu Changqing saw Wen Man's aloofness.
He smiled: "Is it nice that Huo Shaoting brought you to such a banquet Happy about marrying into the Huo family Wen Man… did you see him introduce you to Huo Zhen Dong"
Wen Man stared straight at him: "What exactly are you trying to say"
Gu Changqing leaned in, a spark of fire in his eyes.
A smirk played on his lips: "You know Huo Shaoting doesn't get married, right You know why he doesn't want to"
Before he could finish his sentence, Wen Man's gaze fell on something.
She whispered, "I know!"
Gu Changqing was taken aback, then he followed her gaze...
Huozhai Garden Entrance.
A slender figure in a fiery red flowing gown swayed gracefully. Her black hair, like the sea, cascaded down to her waist. She was breathtakingly beautiful, as passionate as fire itself.
Ho Shao-ting, in a black suit, gazed at her...
Wen Man lowered her eyes and smiled faintly.
Ho Shao-ting said, she is his gde!
No, she is not!
Joanne was his red rose, while Wenman was just a bland congee that Huo Shaoting had tasted once. There was nothing special about her...want.Forget me! Don't look for me!……In a few short sentences, Huo Yunsi had read countless times.At this moment, he wished he could crush her heart in his hands.He didn't believe it any more. Anran d...