residence.After bringing Huo Xi home, Wen Man remained preoccupied.Even when she was making chicken and rice porridge, she accidentally burned herself.Huo Shaoqing felt sorry for her, holding her hand...The parking lot was dimly lit.

Sheshe hugged Ho Shaoting's thigh, softly acting cute and calling him "Uncle."

Ho Shao-ting picked him up.

Wen Man also patted the little guy's head and took out a bag of small cakes. Shuo Shuo was especially well-behaved, calling Aunt Wen and even kissing her on the face.

My aunt looks like my father and also like ShuoShuo.

Shuo Shuo likes her aunt.

Wen Man couldn't help but touch him again.

Ho Shaoting held the child and walked to the hall foyer. His precious little sister, Babaer, was waiting there for him with an expression on her bright face that felt particularly familiar.

From a young age, she has always been the one to cause trouble.

Ho Shao-ting dropped the car keys and let out a cold snort: "What's with that guilty look on your face if nothing happened"

Mingzhu carried his bag for him, she even almost gave him a back rub and foot massage.

Ho Shaoting looked at her a few times, his gaze somewhat sharp.

Wen Man was a bit protective: "Don't be so harsh! There's no way a brother would act like this."

Ho Shao-ting let out a humorless laugh.

He put down Shao Shao, pinched Wen Man's face and said, "You became such a good person, but I turned into the bad guy, huh"

Wen Man brushed his hand away.

Looking at Mingzhu again, there was so much complexity in his eyes.

She knew that Mingzhu had signed a divorce agreement with her uncle, but Mingzhu didn't know about her uncle's current state.

Both of them are people she cares about.

One is a close blood relative, and the other is Mingzhu, who has been together for many years, like a sister.

No one wishes them well like Wen Man does.

But she couldn't say anything.

Wen Man was a mother of three children.

Her heart was incredibly soft now, and she couldn't even think of anything else. She gave a faint smile: "How could I"

Ho Shaoting looked at the two of them getting along well.

He gently patted his wife's back: "It's still some time before dinner, you chat with her while I talk to Dad about something."

Wen Man's eyes were gentle: "Good!"

Closing the study door, Huo Shaoting leaned against it, lighting a cigarette with his head bowed.

"Dad, what's so urgent"

Ho Chin-tien's face was not looking good.

Ho Shaoting watched him quietly, then walked over and poured a cup of tea for his own father.

He cracked a joke to lighten the mood.

"Still worrying about what happened with Mingzhu! I think she's doing well now, and she won't have any trouble getting married in the future... At worst, she'll just become an old spinster! Our family can afford it!"

Ho Zhen Dong's eyes widened.

He chuckled dryly: “You’re awfully optimistic! When Wen Man didn't want you, why weren't you this carefree Who was the one drinking half-drunk and begging Wen Man not to leave them”

How shrewd of Huo Shaoting is!

He could sense something from his father's words.

He sipped his tea slowly, drinking down half the cup before raising his eyes and gazing intently: "Dad, what's going on"

Though it was difficult to speak, Huo Zhendong still said it.

"She is pregnant!"

Ho Shao-ting pointed a cigarette, burned his hand, and he quickly extinguished it. ...

For half a day, no one spoke.

At last, Huo Zhendong couldn't help but say: "Shaoting, you said that your siblings have an ups and downs relationship, breaking up and getting back together repeatedly, but the children haven't been affected. Over the years, they have given birth to a whole bunch."

Ho Shao-ting was still in shock.

After a long pause, he finally came to his senses and frowned, asking, "Dad, what did you say"

Huo Chengdong said it again with annoyance.

Huo Shaoting was so angry that he was smoking. He took the cigarette butts out of the ashtray and lit them again. Seeing this, his father couldn't stand it anymore and said to him, "Even if you and your sister have many children, there is no need to be so thrifty! You can afford more children."

Ho Shao-ting sneered, "He's got quite the reproductive capacity!"

Ho Zhen Dong was overwhelmed with emotion.

He got up and patted his son's shoulder, saying: "Shaoting, you're not bad either! I'm telling you this first. After you finish your meal, go back and give Wen Man a heads-up. This child is caught in the middle and it's tough for her. You mustn't take it out on her!"

Ho Shao-ting let out a dry laugh. “I wouldn’t dare!”

After the father and son finished speaking, they slowly walked downstairs.

It was just time for dinner, and the whole family gathered to eat. Ho Shao-ting always had his eyes on Mingzhu.

The pearl headpiece was pressed low.

Wen Man saw it with her own eyes.

On the way back, she started complaining as soon as we got in the car: "You were so harsh on Mingzhu even though she's having relationship problems!"

Ho Shao-ting was in a bad mood.

But he was still gentle with Wen Man.

He fastened her seatbelt and chuckled nervously, "What do you mean I'm scary I've always been like this."

Wen Man couldn't refute it.

Ho Shao-ting gently stroked her burgeoning belly, murmuring, "That's because you have a comparison, so you think I'm harsh to her! But Wen Man, you need to know, I am Mingzhu's brother but your husband. These identities are naturally different, and the emotional investment is also different!"

Then he taunted her, ending with: "I told you, you've always been jealous of Mingzhu!"

Wen Man couldn't stand his mouth.

She feigned looking ahead: "Let's go home!"

Ho Shao-ting hummed in agreement: "Yeah... home."

……

Back at the villa, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The nanny takes good care of the children.

Chongguang was reading children's books with Huo Yunshi, while Huo Xi, dressed in a pretty little skirt, was playing the piano.

At a tender age, he already shows great promise.

Ho Shaoting and his wife are back.

Little Ho Xi dropped the piano and ran over, rubbing against her father like a little monkey before climbing into his arms. As the youngest daughter, she was always the most spoiled. Huo Shaoting kissed her: "Missed daddy"

"Think!"

Ho Xi wished he could break his own short legs so that he wouldn't have to rely on others to walk.

Ho Shaoting carried her to the piano.

"Daddy misses you too! Daddy wants you to keep playing the piano!"

Huo Xi:...

Ho Shao-ting patted her little head, turned around and kissed his youngest son again, then brought Zhang Chongguang to the study. As they went upstairs, Wen Man couldn't help but speak: "Shao-ting!"

Ho Shaoting stood in the stairwell, his expression aloof and elegant.

"I am cultivating splendor!"

In this matter, Wen Man couldn't help him, and in the end, she could only offer Chongguang an apologetic smile.

Xiao Chong blushed and obediently followed upstairs.

Wen Man sat down, intending to accompany Huo Xi's piano practice.

But she was worried about her uncle's illness and felt sorry for Mingzhu, so her emotions were very mixed.

Huo Xi made several mistakes, but she didn't notice them.

Xiao Huo Xi was lazy, leaning against his mother's arms for a while, curiously touching her protruding belly... After a while, Huo Yun Si also ran over.

Wen Man accompanies the children.

It was late at night, 10 o'clock.

She returned to the master bedroom, finding Huo Shaoting was not there. She went to the study to look for him.

The study door was closed, letting out a hazy yellow light.

He Shao-ting stood by the window smoking. He had the window open, so the smoke inside wasn't too heavy.

Wen Man walked in.

Huo Shaoting had a mind, but he didn't notice it until a pair of soft hands embraced him from behind. He spoke hoarsely, "Have the children all gone to sleep"

Wen Man hummed in response.

She asked Chongguang.

Ho Shaoting murmured, "What a smart child! It's a pity."

Wen Man gently held him, absorbing the pleasant scent from his body. She softly asked, "Shaoting, do you have something on your mind Are you worried about your uncle's illness"

Ho Shao-ting extinguished his cigarette.

After a long while, he turned to her and embraced her gently.er's number: "Brother Dong, didn't you tell me Zhou Muyan wasn't going to compete … Yes, he's here! Brother Dong, Brother Dong… You bastard!"Che Xue threw her phone away.Ding Cheng slapped Che Xue acr...