Wen Man has looked at it countless times.
He is daddy! Daddy's smile is so handsome!
Little Huo Xi suddenly buried himself in Wen Man's arms, his voice very soft: "Mama, is Papa coming back?"
Wen Man hummed in response.
She gently stroked Xiao Hoxi's head and said softly, "But Daddy is sick. Can we give him some time?"
Xiao Hoxi actually understands some things.
Although Mom doesn't say it, she knows that after Dad moved into the hospital, they rarely got to see him. Sometimes, when Dad read her a storybook, he would get lost in thought...
It turns out she was sick!
This is a set of plastic stethoscopes.
Huoxiyang, with her tea-colored curly hair flopping, softly said, "I'm going to cure Daddy!"
Wen Man embraced her, kissed her, and his eyes were moist.
Hoxi is the most beautiful gift Huo Shaoting left for her.
……
Deep autumn.
Autumn is deep, the bustling b city's sycamore trees have begun to shed their leaves, but the maples are ablaze with fiery red, like flames licking at the horizon.
The airport was bustling with people.
Countless reporters staked out the exit, their cameras pointed at the entrance.
Today is Huo Shaoting's day of returning home.
After three years away, the legal world's infamous devil is back, and everyone wants to be the first to capture his image.
Wen Man is here too!
She came alone without Hoxie, with Lao Zhao, the old driver from the Huo family, by her side!
Time passed by minute by minute, Wen Man's palms were sweating.
Ho Shaoting... When we meet again, what kind of scene will it be!
Do you still remember me?
A stir arose, and reporters suddenly rushed in one direction!
Flashing lights!
It's Huo Shaoting who came out.
He walked out of the security checkpoint surrounded by bodyguards. Despite all those cameras pointed at him, he remained calm and composed, answering a few questions casually before leaving with an air of dignity.
Bodyguards blocked the surging crowd of reporters...
Wen Man stood at the exit, he brushed past her. She felt cold from head to toe, as if all her strength had been drained away in an instant.
Ho Shao-ting, truly doesn't remember her!
Just then, Huo Shaoting stopped in his tracks, his gaze falling on Wen Man's face.
Eyes, cold and unfamiliar.
Wen Man couldn't help but call out to him, "Shaoting!"
Huo Shaoting pursed his thin lips and said, “Let’s talk in the car!”
Wen Man was startled!
He escorted Wen Man to the parking lot.
He Shaoqing was already sitting in the car. The rear window of the black RV rolled down, and he took off his coat. A well-tailored white shirt highlighted his upper body lines.
At this moment, he leaned on his elbow, lost in thought.
On his lap lay a file, containing the memories he had lost for the past five years.
His marriage to Wen Man!
They had a child named Hossi, and he broke up with her several times... And there was Joan's death.
This is not hard to find!
But for Huo Shaoting, who had lost his memory for five years, Wen Man was a stranger. He really couldn't imagine himself loving a woman so devotedly.
Five years ago, he was a staunch bachelor.
Wen Man silently got into the car.
She stared at the information on his leg, thinking that before returning home, he should have been curious about these five years of memories and should have checked them. But she wasn't optimistic because there was no warmth in his eyes when he looked at her.
Ho Shao-ting looked at Wen Man.
She's pretty, with a delicate and petite face. Her figure is also quite good, even though she's pregnant, her limbs look slender.
His gaze fell upon her burgeoning belly.
This must be his kind...
Ho Shaoting looked away, and instructed the driver in a faint voice, "Go to the apartment!"
He was dominant from start to finish, leaving Wen Man with no opportunity to speak up... She endured the agonizing longing, sitting quietly beside him.
They weren't close, but she could still feel the heat radiating from his body.
Wen Man's eyes welled up, she turned her face away and looked out the car window.
After about an hour, the car stopped under the apartment building. The driver unloaded the luggage and then left.
Ho Shao-ting pulled his luggage and glanced at Wen Man before leading the way into the elevator!
He remained cold from start to finish.
Wen Man's heart ached, but she told herself, this is... normal!
Because, he doesn't love her anymore!
But when they stepped into the apartment, Wen Man couldn't help but tremble and ask in a shaky voice, "Have you been here before?"
Here, the black and white tone has been restored.
Tasteful, yet cold like a template apartment...
Huo Shaoting put down his luggage, changed his shoes, and motioned Wen Man to sit down.
Out of consideration for her pregnancy, he poured her a glass of water while pouring himself a glass of red wine. He leaned against the bar, sipping it lightly...
Wen Man knew he was thinking about how to deal with her!
Deal with this, the uninvited guest in his life!
Ho Shao-ting finished half a cup of red wine, put down the champagne flute, and his dark eyes were filled with deep thought: "This past five years... although I've investigated, I still want to hear your version!"
Wen Man met his gaze.
His dark eyes were bright and full of strong sexual tension, unlike the gentle Huo Shaoting he would become later.
For some reason, her face flushed slightly.
He caught it.
He walked over and sat beside her, lightly caressing her delicate cheek with a playful smirk: "Tell me."
Wen Man was powerless to resist.
She spoke calmly, telling him about everything that had happened over the past five years.
After listening, Huo Shaoting smiled lightly: “It’s really touching! Miss Wen...it would be a shame if you didn't go into the business of selling [redacted]!”
Wen Man was startled.
Ho Shao-ting caressed her cheek gently, his voice low and hoarse: "You, love me very much?"
She hadn't come to her senses yet, when he pinned her down onto the sofa.
She lay sprawled, her posture awkward.
But she looked up at him, at his handsome face, and longed for him.
Wen Man couldn't help but reach out and touch his handsome face. From his eyebrows to his nose, she gently stroked it once. Her voice trembled slightly: "Hmm... I love you so much!"
Ho Shao-ting grabbed her hand, preventing her from touching him.
Next, her loose dress opened, revealing a round belly.
White, soft.
Ho Shaoting's long middle finger gently traced over it, with a hint of teasing…
Wen Man hasn't passed for a long time.
Before her again was the man she loved so dearly. She couldn't help but feel something.
Her body, trembling gently...
Want some?
He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "I hear women your age have pretty big demands!"
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