Chapter 119: It's Your Freedom Who You Meet Again!
m, and said softly, "Huo Shaoting, what you want... I can't give it!"He once said this to her.Now it was her turn to speak.The voice was light, yet it struck his chest like a thousand-pound hammer, hu...After hanging up the phone, Wen Man remained lost in thought for a long time.
How could you possibly be so indifferent
How is that possible!
After all, they had a passionate time together, and she had been spoiled by him!
After all... she likes him too!
Wen Man had tidied up her emotions and was about to start the car when Huo Shaoting's call came through.
Wen Man picked up, her voice as gentle as ever.
"Ho Shaoting..."
On the phone, Huo Shaoting heard her soft voice and was taken aback.
Only then did he realize, in a daze, that he hadn't really seen her in almost a week. She was asleep when he got home at night, and she was still asleep when he left...
Ho Shao-ting's voice was hoarse: "Where"
"Getting ready to go home."
Ho Shaoting glanced at his watch and spoke in a low voice, "I'll be back for dinner later, why don't you cook something"
Wen Man was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Okay."
Hanging up the phone, she gently touched the slightly warm device, her heart feeling a mix of emotions.
Actually, her current relationship with Huo Shaoting is that calling her to lie in bed is normal for him, asking her to cook...is a bit excessive!
Those sweet domestic scenes, like candy-coated poison, once made Wen Man willingly swallow them.
Now, he is chasing after the white moonlight of his childhood.
...and she, Wen Man, is still incurable to this day!
There is no maid at home, Wen Man went to the supermarket and bought some vegetables.
After checking out, a few young people at the convenience store entrance grinned and shoved several newspapers into her hands.
"City Evening News redesign trial version, sister take a look."
There are scandalous rumors about wealthy families, and the content is explosive.
……
One by one, sister. Warm and affectionate.
Wen Man didn't care, she casually shoved the newspaper into her shopping bag and put it in the trunk.
When she got home, opened the shopping bag and was about to start cooking, she realized that the front pages of all the newspapers were headlines about Huo Shaoting.
To be precise, it's the rumor about Huo Shao-ting and Qiao An.
They bumped into each other at a banquet in Hong Kong.
In the hotel lobby, Qiao An wore a black evening gown. Her slender white fingers gripped Huo Shaoting's lapel, and the redness at the corners of her eyes clearly showed that she had cried, but she still stubbornly stared at the man ahead!
Huo Shaoting turned slightly...
The camera only swept across half his face, but Wen Man could see the hatred and pity in his eyes!
……
She looked at these for quite a while.
When she came to, she felt her whole body stiff and ached.
Wen Man blinked gently.
Fortunately, her feelings for Huo Shaoting were still in their infancy, fortunately, she could still control her heart.
She tossed the newspaper aside and calmly cooked.
Ho Shao-ting likes slightly sour food, but his stomach isn't very good.
Wen Man made him a lemon fish, stewed a bone soup, and stir-fried two dishes.
It's almost 7 o'clock, I'm finished.
He hasn't come back yet...
Wen Man was hesitating whether to call and ask, when Huo Shaoting's phone call came.
His voice sounded good on the phone.
"Wen Man... Won't be back for dinner tonight! I have a social engagement."
"I will be home later."
Wen Man wasn't angry. She simply said calmly, "If you're going to drink, please get a designated driver."
Ho Shaoting was silent for a while...
Finally, he said, "Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Wen Man stared at the table full of dishes for a long time.
After a long while, she slowly sat down and ate her meal in silence.
There was still a lot of food left, so she packed it up in her lunchbox, preparing to feed the little dog when she finished working.
……
When Huo Shaoting came back, it wasn't too late.
Around 10:30 p.m.
He saw Wen Man in the small garden downstairs from his apartment. She was squatting under a tree, feeding a little white dog. Huo Shaoting knew she often went downstairs to feed the dogs, but this was the first time he had seen her.
On a cool autumn evening, she added a baseball jersey over her shirt.
The clothes were his, a bit too big, making her look especially petite and slender.
Ho Shao-ting did not go past.
He stood beside the car, lit a cigarette and watched her silently.
He saw Wen Man gently stroking the puppy and admiring the flowers, but he didn't see her show any sadness. ...
For a moment, Wen Man stroked the little white dog again and went upstairs.
Ho Shaoting walked under the tree and took a look——
Tonight she made lemon fish.
The food that was supposed to be eaten by him is now in the dog's stomach!
The little white dog didn't know him and barked wildly at him...
Wen Man returned to her apartment and found a new WeChat message on her phone.
Bai Wei sent a 30-second video.
Wen Man gently clicked open...
In a VIP room, eight or nine circles of people were playing. Several of them were acquaintances of Wen Man.
Of course, there's also Haw Shao-Ting.
And Joan!
Huo Shaoting leaned against the sofa smoking, his smoking manner was still Wen Man's favorite. Qiao An sat beside him playing poker with others. Probably losing, she turned her head and said a few words to Huo Shaoting.
Ho Shaoting chuckled lightly……
The video ends, the screen goes black.
Wen Man knew Bai Wei meant well, she smiled helplessly.
She was just about to delete the video when the door handle turned softly...
Ho Shaoting appeared at the door.
A white shirt, and a neatly ironed pair of gray trousers.
She wore a black raincoat.
He is wearing the same clothes as in the video earlier, which means he met Joanna tonight.
Wen Man looked at him calmly.
Ho Shao-ting changed his shoes and took off his jacket, naturally glancing at the restaurant.
Wen Man smiled gently: “I've already eaten!”
Ho Shao-ting nodded.
He sat down at the restaurant, flipping through a newspaper as he casually said, "Give me a bowl of noodles!"
He had several newspapers in his hand, all about the gossip and rumors of his affair with Joanne. Some even showed pictures taken at a hotel, looking both heartwarming and indescribable.
He looked at Wen Man, frowning slightly.
Wen Man said softly, "Go to the convenience store to buy vegetables. People just put them in their bags."
Ho Shao-ting put down the newspaper.
He recalled how she had looked downstairs earlier, indeed unconcerned. During the week he hadn't been in contact with her, she seemed to be doing well.
While it was Mingming's own scandal with her old flame that caused the stir, Huo Shaoting wanted to make trouble for Wen Man instead.
He scoffed.
"Don't you want to ask"
His questioning look made Wen Man very uncomfortable.
She lowered her eyes and smiled faintly: "Mr. Huo, rest assured, I wouldn't overstep my bounds to interfere in your private life. Who you associate with and who you meet again is your freedom."
Ho Shao-ting lowered his head and lit a cigarette, then looked at her with a half-smile.
Wen Man felt indifferent.
She said word by word, “As for whether I care or not, that is my freedom!”
He Shaoting felt Wen Man had blossomed.
Sharp-tongued and never takes a loss.
He swallowed twice and told her to cook.
Wen Man was still wearing his coat, but went back to the bedroom to change before going into the kitchen. As she cooked, Huo Shaoting watched her from behind.
Wen Man has a great figure, even when she's cooking, her back is straight.
Her chestnut hair was tied up in a bun, revealing a tender stretch of neck. Coupled with those slender legs... Huo Shaoting hadn't felt this way in a long time, and the sensation came so easily to him.
He was just about to go to the kitchen when Wen Man's phone on the dining table lit up.
This is Bai Wei's text message.
The kitchen hood fan was too loud, Wen Man didn't hear...
Ho Shao-ting didn't know why, but he took her phone and opened WeChat. Then he saw the video Bai Wei had sent earlier.
He saw Joanna for a bit tonight...
Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!n.Huo Xi sat on the edge of the bed, her slender fingers gently caressing them, which always reminded her of some past events... her past with Zhang Chongguang.Actually, they were doing pretty well at...