Chapter 110 Deception! Aren't we already boyfriend and
d.A chubby-faced man, along with a lovely young woman.Mingzhu recognizes her as Qu Ning, a new rising starlet.That guy must be her sugar daddy.Although Mingzhu is not particularly outstanding, being w...Ms. Zhang was taken aback.
She made a joke: "Mr. Huo wants to open a milk tea shop"
Ho Shao-ting leaned back in the leather chair, sipping his coffee leisurely. After a while, he said: "It was Wen Man who wanted to open a music room."
Zhang's secretary, remembering the moment she had checked their account statements, instantly understood that the couple was having a fight.
Zhang's secretary immediately checked and said, "There is no 200-square meter available. However, there is a 400-square meter office building on Zhengda Road that has been well renovated and is vacant."
"Alright! You found the key."
Ho Shao-ting thought for a moment and then said: "Bring me the latest catalogs of clothing and jewelry."
Zhang's secretary was quite surprised.
I've never seen Mr. Huo coax a woman like this before. Mr. Huo has always been generous, but this level of care is the first time.
Secretary Zhang left.
Ho Shao-ting continued drinking his coffee.
He quite liked Wen Man, and enjoyed her care. If he thought that just a bit of thoughtfulness could bring him a decent relationship, Huo Shaoting thought it was worth it.
He chose a selection of expensive clothes and jewelry, instructing someone to deliver them to the apartment on Saturday.
After finishing all that, he went into the meeting room for a meeting.
……
Ho Shaoting was already past 11 PM when he finished his work, and the driver sent him back to his apartment.
Wen Man was still awake. She sat on the carpet in front of the sofa in her pajamas, with several reports scattered on the coffee table.
When Huo Shaoting came back, she put it away.
"I made some late-night snacks, would you like to have some"
Huo Shaoting took off his jacket and tossed it onto the back of the sofa. He leaned in and kissed her for a long while.
After a long silence, he mumbled, "I'll go take a shower first and come out to eat!"
Wen Man thoughtfully brought him pajamas and, after he finished his shower, took his temperature again.
It's better now, down to 38 degrees.
"Drink plenty of plain water, you should feel better tomorrow." Wen Man smiled gently.
He Shao Ting enjoyed her care, both mentally and physically extremely comfortable. While eating supper, he suddenly asked: "You... did you take care of Gu Changqing like this before"
Wen Man was taken aback.
But before she could say anything, Huo Shaoting had already stopped her.
He smiled faintly: "Just asking."
Wen Man didn't think there was anything to be shy about. She hummed softly, "When two people are together, they naturally need to take care of each other."
"Have you broken up"
Wen Man cupped her chin, her slender fingers gently tracing the bridge of his nose.
He is so handsome!
Wen Man told him the truth: "There's no need to worry about each other after a breakup."
She thought about it for a moment and said, "It's probably better not to get in touch."
Wen Man felt this was the answer Huo Shaoting wanted, so she told him truthfully. However, Huo Shaoting wasn't very happy after hearing it. He frowned slightly but didn't say anything.
When it was time for bed, Ho Shao-ting only kissed her briefly and didn't do anything else.
Wen Man thought, he was probably just too tired...
Men often have times when they are powerless to control their desires!
……
Early in the morning, Huo Shaoting shattered her thoughts.
He ran in the morning as soon as he recovered from his illness, and Wen Man wasn't about to stay in bed either. She got up to make breakfast.
The doorbell rang.
Wen Man assumed Huo Shaoting didn't bring his keys and opened the door without much thought.
Outside the door, stood a noblewoman.
Wearing designer clothes, with a driver by her side and hands full of supplements.
The visitor is Huo Shaoqing's mother, Mrs. Huo.
Mrs. Huo was overjoyed to see Wen Man.
She had heard from Mingzhu earlier that Shaoting was living with someone, but she didn't believe it. Now, seeing it with her own eyes, it turned out to be true and even worse, it was someone she knew.
Compared to Hofer's delight, Wen Man was visibly more awkward.
She called out "Auntie" and ushered her in.
Mrs. Huo had the driver bring in the tonic and then dismissed him, afraid he would frighten Wen Man.
Mrs. Huo sat on the sofa, drinking the tea poured by Wen Man, her gaze fixed straight ahead.
Well... not bad!
There have been some big changes here, it looks like they've been living together for quite a while.
Mrs. Huo asked Wen Man to sit down, chatted with her casually for a while, and then inquired about her zodiac sign.
Wen Man knew that Mrs. Huo had misunderstood, but she didn't know how to explain it. After all, she was really sleeping with her son.
Wen Man could only whisper, "I'm a rabbit."
Are you a rabbit
Mrs. Huo had already prayed to all the Western Buddhas, hoping that Heaven would bless her. After all, it was a rabbit year and Shao Ting was involved with someone like this. There was still hope for Shao Ting to get married before he turned 30.
Mrs. Huo, with her unwavering conviction, expected Wen Man to fare better.
Their conversations made her feel like she was already part of the family, and they even invited her to Huo Mingzhu's birthday party. Wen Man couldn't refuse their warm invitation, but she hesitated. Huo Shaoting was back!
He looked at the assortment of remedies stacked in the living room, then back at his mother.
Ho Shaoting asked calmly, "Mom, why are you here"
Mrs. Huo gently glanced at her son and said, "I heard from Zhang's secretary that you weren't feeling well, so I came over to bring you some things and check on you. I didn't expect that you had someone taking care of you, which makes me feel much more at ease."
Mrs. Huo winked secretly at her son —
Happy Rabbit Year!ected her. He pressed down on Li Siqi's head unhappily and said, "It's just giving a set of clothes to a young model. An Ran also ran errands according to my orders. What are you making a fuss about w...