separating life and death, made Wen Man tremble. Her whole body felt like it was about to shatter, the pain was unbearable... She couldn't stand up, could only lie prostrate on the ground, using her...Wen Man was startled.

Then she smiled faintly: "Of course things are different now that I have a child! If we were to be as noisy as before, what would we become"

When she spoke, her face was soft and serene, with an indescribable tranquility.

Ho Shao-ting already liked her this way, and it was late at night with just the two of them. Their child was sleeping in the next room.

He couldn't help but be moved.

His eyes looked at her, a gaze of pure man looking at woman.

Wen Man noticed.

She steered the conversation back subtly: "You two should have a good talk these days! It's getting late..."

She meant for him to come pick her child up tomorrow morning.

Ho Shao-ting raised his hand to check the time.

He looked at Wen Man. She really didn't mean to keep him overnight, but he did want to, so he whispered, "I'm pretty tired, I have an important meeting tomorrow! I'll sleep in the guest room, won't bother you!"

Wen Man agreed.

She led him to the guest room, but she didn't go in herself.

Ho Shao-ting threw his coat onto the bed, turning around to see that she hadn't come in. He smiled enigmatically: "Scared of me"

Wen Man dodged the question with a lighthearted, "I'll get you some toiletries!"

He didn't say anything, just stared at her.

As the isothermal man left, he sat down at the foot of the bed and gently untied his tie...

He felt uneasy, reaching into his suit jacket pocket. He didn't find a cigarette, but instead felt a small, hard box—the very gift he had bought for her in Hong Kong.

Wen Man didn't want to...

Ho Shao-ting clutched the small box, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

……

When Wen Man came back in, Huo Shaoting was sitting at the foot of the bed smoking.

One hand propped up the bed, the other clutching a cigarette, his angular features lifted in a distinctly masculine way... When Wen Man entered, his black eyes narrowed slightly: "Do you have a razor"

Wen Man softly said, "I don't have that here!"

He slowly exhaled a plume of smoke and extended his hand. “Give me the thing!”

Wen Man didn't suspect anything and handed him her toiletries, but Huo Shaoting didn't take them. Instead, he grabbed her slender wrist and pulled gently. Wen Man fell directly onto the bed.

Then, a burning body crashed down...

"Ho Shao-ting!"

Wen Man was quite annoyed, but she didn't dare to speak too loudly for fear of waking up Little Huo Xi next door.

He grasped her restless hand, pinning it down at the foot of the bed with one hand while extinguishing his cigarette with the other. Then a small object appeared in his grasp.

Wen Man lay weakly in bed, her tea-colored hair spread out, her face pale as snow.

Huo Shaoting let go of her hand, but pressed her tighter with his body. The friction was intense, and Wen Man really didn't dare to move.

He had something in his hand, clumsily helping her put it on.

It was those pearl earrings.

Huo Shaoting's movements were clumsy, and he accidentally poked Wen Man's earlobe. She bit her lip and let out a soft hum: "You hurt me! Can't you be more careful, Huo Shaoting"

If it means something unclear, just call him deep-eyed.

If he didn't care about her feelings, he would have given in to his desires and taken her right now.

Huo Shaoting lightened his movements, carefully putting earrings on her.

After putting it on, he spoke in a low voice: "Do you remember that time at the hotel We finished and you left first, but you lost an earring at the foot of the bed, just this style... Wen Man, you look especially beautiful wearing this!"

Wen Man was actually quite speechless.

Remembering the past, he could even embellish it, making it sound incredibly passionate!

Ho Shaoting really missed her.

Although impatient, he still didn't want to miss out on tonight's opportunity.

He was too busy, and usually didn't dare to go overboard. Now that she was under him, he still dared not be too presumptuous! He lowered his body, burying his face in her neck and asking softly, "Wen Man, for so long, have I not earned even a sliver of your affection"

Wen Man pushed him, but she couldn't push him away.

She gently bit her lip, then turned her face away, whispering softly, “ Huo Shaoting, I’m not playing games with you! Your conditions are indeed the best, and we have a foundation of past feelings. Now there's also Huo Xi… but… right now, I just want to raise Huo Xi well. I don’t really want to consider anything else.”

As she spoke, her eyes glistened, and the pale blue at the corner of her brow seemed more pronounced than usual.

Very appealing!

Ho Shaoting couldn't help but caress that spot, his slender fingers gently touching it. Wen Man almost couldn't bear it, as if she had been burned. Her voice was fragile: "Ho Shaoting..."

He suddenly smiled softly: "Your voice sounds so good!"

Wen Man took three seconds to understand his meaning, and couldn't help but kick him: "Let me go!"

Unexpectedly, Huo Shaoting let go of her.

He rolled over, jaw clenched, Adam's apple bobbing suggestively, his voice a gravelly rasp: "Go to sleep."

Wen Man fled in despair.

Just as her fingertip touched the doorknob, Huo Shaoting spoke in a low voice: "These years, I've really missed you!"

……

When Xiao Hoxi woke up in the morning, there was a limited-edition teddy bear on his bedside table.

She was supposed to be happy.

But today she couldn't cheer up no matter what.

She hugged the teddy bear and ran to the guest room to find Huo Shaoting. Huo Shaoting hadn't woken up early in the morning, a furry little guy was nestled under the covers.

He opened his eyes and petted the brown, curly fur.

Xiao Hoxi pressed her cheek against his chest, silent. Huo Shaoting pinched her cheek: "Miss your daddy"

Xiao Huo Xi still remained silent.

Ho Shao-ting did not force her, holding her little head in his arms.

Hoxi is different from other children. She has some autistic tendencies, so he never forces her to speak when she doesn't want to. As a father, he feels very sorry for her and is willing to do anything to make his little Hoxi happy.

But sometimes, happiness can't be bought with money!

Wen Man specially made onsen eggs and vegetarian octopus meatballs, just to coax the little guy. She found Huo Xi, and the little guy burrowed under the covers, only showing a tiny bit of his brown curly hair.

Huo Shaoting gave her a reassuring look.

He held Huo Xi, from 7 am until almost 9 am.

Midway through, Zhang's secretary called. Wen Man answered for him and asked them to move the meeting to the afternoon.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Man gazed at Huo Shaoting.

He too, his gaze profound.

Fortunately, at nine o'clock, Xiao Hoxi finally agreed to come out of his bed. He was holding a teddy bear and asking to go to school.

Wen Man and Huo Shaoting see her off together.

Before sending the little one to kindergarten, Wen Man was reluctant and kissed him again and again.

When they got back in the car, their mood was somewhat heavy.

Ho Shao-ting lit a cigarette and murmured, "This is still mild!"

Wen Man leaned against the back of the chair.

She was weak all over. This was the first time she had seen Little Huo Xi like this, because he had always been lively and lovely before, not at all like a sick child.

She shed silent tears.

Ho Shao-ting put out his cigarette and handed her a tissue. "Don't cry!"

Wen Man wiped her tears, but more tears fell...

She felt guilty. She didn't know how many times Huo Xi had been isolated in his own world while she was unaware, accompanied only by Huo Shaoting. All this time, she was healing in Switzerland, oblivious to it all.

Wen Man gently closed her eyes.

Ho Shao-ting didn't disturb her, knowing she needed time to process.

A long time… A long time…

When she calmed down, he gently took her hand: "Wen Man, it's not your fault!"

……

In the afternoon, Wen Man received a call from Huo Shaoting.

His tone was calm: "Wen Man, come to the villa!"

Wen Man was pouring coffee when she heard this, her hand trembled, and the hot coffee accidentally spilled onto the back of her hand, turning it red. She didn't even care, and immediately hailed a car to Huo Shaoting's villa.

The atmosphere in the villa was oppressive.

The maid walked very carefully because since the little miss came back from kindergarten, she refused to speak and hid in the closet for a long time. The master hurried home from work to accompany her for a long time.

Wen Man came over, and the servant whispered, "Master and Miss are upstairs!"

Wen Man hurried upstairs.

As she pushed open the children's room, she saw a little ghost hiding in the pink wardrobe, holding the teddy bear silently...

Ho Shao-ting was dressed in a suit and slightly bowed his body as he sat inside the small cabinet. In his hand, he held a fairytale book and read softly to little Ho Xi.

Wen Man came in, and he only glanced at her before returning to reading that fairy tale he had read hundreds of times.

This scene was a huge shock to Wen Man!

Only at this moment did she realize how much Huo Shaoting had sacrificed over the past few years!

No matter how much history or animosity they shared, she was Xiao Ho Xi's mother. She couldn't just stand by and watch him like this without doing something!

That... is too selfish!

Wen Man walked over slowly. She took off her shoes and whispered, "The closet is too small. I'll keep her company!"

Huo Shaoting's dark eyes focused on her, and after a moment he handed her the fairytale book in his hand and crawled out of the cupboard himself.

Wen Man sat beside Xiao Hoxi.

She couldn't help but kiss the little one and then began reading her a fairy tale.

Just her voice trembling as she spoke!

Ho Shao-ting walked outside and stood in the corridor, lighting a cigarette. He took several hard puffs... Actually, he could have completely ignored Wen Man today, but after experiencing tenderness, he didn't want to be alone anymore.

Only when Wen Man appeared did he realize how much he needed her.

It's not just about love; it's more about the person themselves. In fact, he has poured all his emotions into them over the years.

Huo Xi, was extracted from Wen Man's ribs.

He loved Ho-xi as much as he loved Wen Man...ls differently.It's heartbreaking!He couldn't bear to part with Wen Man at 20. It wasn't that he particularly liked youth, but there was always some affection there, even if it was just a dream. As lo...