topped speaking, his words frozen at the corner of his mouth.How could he possibly say something about driving, when he even needs a wheelchair to get around... and yet he's saying he wants to give he...After Huo Shaoting finished speaking, he pulled out a set of clothes from the closet.

He changed into it in front of Wen Man.

Wen Man quietly gazed at him...

Ho Shao-ting changed his clothes and met her gaze, ready to say something mocking, when his phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, seeing it was Huo Zhendong. He picked up, "Dad!"

He didn't know what she said over there. Huo Shaoting's gaze fell on Wen Man, a bit profound: "Yes, she is with me! ... I will have dinner with her tonight!"

He hung up the phone, his voice flat: "Dad wants us to go back for dinner tonight! I'm a little busy, you take... the kids there first!"

Wen Man knew it well.

He wasn't busy, he just didn't want to answer her.

She didn't press him step by step, easily agreed, and the two silently went downstairs.

Ho Shao-ting had her driver drop her off, then opened the door to a black McLaren herself, preparing to drive.

Wen Man stepped forward, they were separated by a car door.

Wen Man's tone was calm: " Huo Shaoting, you can be cold to me if you want, but... Huo Xi, she's very sensitive. Please don't say those things in front of her!"

He recalled from the files that little thing.

She looks very similar to Wen Man, fair and delicate with curly hair.

Still pretty cute!

He nodded curtly. "Don't worry!"

Wen Man's heart felt a little lighter.

She watched the black sports car disappear from view, her heart a mixture of conflicting emotions. She had started with such determination, but after being treated that way, she wasn't so sure anymore!

She stood there for a long time...

Old Zhao looked on with pity and couldn't help but walk forward and softly say, "Madam, why don't you get in the car first Your body is heavy, standing for too long isn't good for you."

Wen Man lightly touched her waist, managing a weak smile: "It seems to be a bit sore!"

She drove back to the villa.

After returning home, she locked herself in her study and drew all the curtains.

The study was dim.

Wen Man leaned against the sofa, with the voice recorder left by Huo Shaoting in her ear. She listened quietly, countless times, only then did she feel a little strength!

In the evening, she went to the Huo residence with Hoxi.

No sooner had she stepped through the door than little Shuo rushed over, showering her with kisses and calling out warmly, "Auntie!"

Wen Man squatted down and gently stroked his little head.

The little guy's face was slightly flushed.

Mrs. Huo took her two children out for sweets, while Huo Zhendong stayed behind to talk to Wen Man: "Have you met him"

Wen Man hummed in response.

She didn't want to cause her elders trouble or anger, so she remained silent about those matters.

But Ho Tsuen-tong already knew he happened to have some inside information.

He glanced at Wen Man shrewdly, then said very slowly, "He made such a request, and you're not angry Wen Man... Your father wants to tell you, don't indulge him just because he sacrificed for you! I don't need to tell you how much of a scoundrel Shao Ting was in the past! In short, blindly compromising is not a long-term solution! You slapped him so many times before, and he didn't obediently beg you to get back together"

Wen Man remained silent.

He knew in his heart that she was ultimately soft-hearted and couldn't bear to treat Shao Ting like that.

Now, my palms and the back of my hands are all meat!

He's got his hands full as a dad!

……

Ho Shao-ting came back at seven in the evening, right during dinner time.

The sports car came to a stop, and he strode into the night. Little Huo Xi couldn't help but run over, hugging his long legs, her little face rubbing back and forth: "Daddy, Huo Xi misses you so much!"

...Ho Shao-ting's body stiffened slightly...

After all, he wasn't used to interacting with children, but holding Xiao Hoxi in his arms, his heart felt a little soft.

This, is blood

Ho Zhen-dong looked at his son holding his granddaughter. Though he didn't show any obvious rejection on his face, a sense of sadness and sorrow lingered in his heart.

Shaoting loves Huo Xi dearly, and right now, he must be utterly heartbroken!

Mrs. Huo wept even more bitterly.

This reunion dinner, everyone ate in some silence....

Ho Shao-ting and Wen Man sat together, but the two were very awkward.

One that can't be remembered.

Another, because he forgets but cannot let go.

After the meal, Huo Shaoting wiped his lips: "Dad, there's a case I need to go to the police station!"

Ho Zhen Dong was displeased: “Does your case matter to your family”

He gave Madam Huo a look: "Tell the servants to clean up Shao Ting's old room. Let the couple have a good talk tonight, and Xi will sleep with us!"

Mrs. Huo listened to him the most and immediately went to do it.

Ho Shao-ting smiled faintly.

He lit a cigarette and walked slowly upstairs, the background filled with alienation.

Wen Man was still sad.

Ho Zhen Dong patted her hand and said, "Bear with it for now!"

Wen Man hummed in agreement.

She didn't go upstairs right away, but stayed downstairs with the two children. She finally coaxed Huo Xi to sleep before going to the room Huo Shao Ting used to live in.

He Shaoting stood by the window smoking.

Wen Man stood at the door, watching him.

His profile was perfect, and when he smoked, each inhale and exhale sent wisps of smoke disappearing into the haze.

About sensing her gaze, Huo Shaoting turned his head to look at her, then snuffed out his cigarette and said in a flat tone, "Learned how to tattle"

Wen Man took charge.

She walked slowly toward him, and under his gaze, she gently embraced his waist.

"It was Dad who knew!"

"Shaoting, we are husband and wife! I don't want to be separated from you, I want to be close to you. Isn't that normal"

Huo Shaoting's eyes were unreadable.

He leaned back leisurely, gazing down at the woman in his arms.

She was very soft and docile, looking like she was ready to be manipulated. He felt a little interested, and whispered, "Is that what you want"

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