use.As they exited the exhibition center, Jing Ci's hand clasped tightly onto Wen Man's. He sought out a place with fewer people.Tonight is Christmas Eve, and fireworks are constantly bursting in the...Until now, Wen Man realized that only she was being taken for granted.

Yes, only she Wen Man!

Hee hee!

Before she had been so confident that in Huo Shaoting's heart, Wen Man was more important than Qiao An. Thinking about it now, how laughable!

How could she possibly think he was serious with her

How could she possibly think he wanted to meet her parents

But it's just... her own wishful thinking!

Wen Man's lips trembled...

She didn't want to see the old lovers embrace any longer, every frame of their hug was a bloody slaughter for Wen Man.

>

...at my wit's end....

Wen Man gripped the steering wheel. At this point, she didn't care how bad the weather was or how dangerous driving was; all she wanted was to leave this slaughterhouse that belonged to her.

But Ho Shao-ting saw her...

They looked at each other through the rain.

Wen Man sat in the car, while he stood in the rain embracing his white moonlight, deeply affectionate.

Time seemed to stand still.

Wen Man's eyes were stinging, she no longer looked at him, lowering her gaze and smiling gently.

It's really embarrassing!

She wanted to drive away, but Huo Shaoting had already pushed open Qiao An's door and strode towards them. He reached out his hand to pull the car door.

Wen Man locked the car door.

Huo Shaoting patted the car window and shouted her name loudly.

"Wen Man!"

……

Wen Man stiffly turned her head and met his gaze. Her eyes were filled with tears.

She knew it was unsightly, undignified...

But she couldn't hide it any longer.

Ho Shaoting looked at her eyes, a little shocked. He patted her car door again forcefully: "Wen Man, open the door!"

Rainwater poured into his mouth, swallowing his voice.

Wen Man dazedly mocked herself, having him, such a wealthy young master, apologize to her, it was truly embarrassing for him... But she didn't want it!

Wen Man gently pressed the accelerator.

A white BMW slowly drove away in the rain.

The wheels splashed water onto the ground, sending ripples spreading outward in concentric circles.

Ho Shaoting was forced to take a few steps back.

He stood in the rain, motionless.

His mind was filled with the image of Wen Man, her eyes red and swollen from crying.

How long did she look How long did she cry for

Joan ran over.

Watching the white car drive away, he said softly, "Shaoting, I'm sorry. I made your girlfriend angry! I didn't mean to... I was just sad. I just wanted to drink some alcohol, I was a little down."

Ho Shao-ting did not speak.

He wanted a cigarette, but when he reached into his pocket for one, the tobacco was already damp.

He angrily tossed the cigarette case aside, swearing loudly.

Joanne stood beside him, whispering cautiously, "Shaoting, if I hadn't been so childish and thrown your phone into the water, Wen Man wouldn't be so angry."

Ho Shaoting walked toward the Bentley Continental with an impassive expression.

He got the car all soaked, making a mess of it, but he didn't seem to mind.

Joan got in the car.

She wanted to say something more...

Huo Shaoting said coldly, " Qiao An, last time! If you can't think about it in the future, call 120."

Joan burst into tears.

She sobbed, saying in a broken voice, "Shaoting, don't you even care about me anymore ... Shaoting, I only have you as family in the city!"

Ho Shaoting glanced at her.

This evening Qiao Jingnian called and begged him to come over, he originally planned to settle her down then go find Wen Man, but Qiao An was drinking again and tried to swallow pills, and even threw his phone into the fish tank...

Huo Shaoting said impassively, "I'll send you back!"

*

Wen Man did not go back to the apartment.

The rain was too heavy, and she didn't want to go back there anymore…

She parked her car in front of a hotel.

When she got off the bus, her whole body was soaked through, her face pale and her teeth chattering.

The front desk attendant quickly checked her in, handing her a room key and some tissues.

"Miss, Room 1804."

Wen Man wiped the water from her body and whispered a thank you.

Reached the room.

Wen Man had run a bath.

The beautiful dress was tossed into the trash, the soaked clothes sticking together like her, a mess.

Wen Man was soaking in the bathtub.

She was in a really bad mood and just felt like having a drink.

Having sipped half a cup, she leaned against the edge of the bathtub with a soft smile... She didn't want to think about it, but as soon as her eyes closed, all she saw was Huo Shaoting holding Qiao An.

She remembered him saying: "After this, if I don't see her, we'll still be the same as before!"

He also gave her such a beautiful specimen, flattering her so that she was moved and stayed with him all night, serving him comfortably...

He held Joan again, looking at her with deep affection.

Wen Man laughed until tears came to her eyes.

It's her own fault!

Who asked her to believe him, who asked her to fall for him helplessly She actually thought that a man like Huo Shaoting would truly have feelings for her!

Wen Man had soaked for half an hour, her whole body was soft and weak.

The doorbell rang.

Wen Man thought it was room service and propped herself up, wrapping herself in a bathrobe.

But the door opened, and standing outside was Huo Shaoting.

He wasn't any better off than her, completely soaked through.

Wen Man was stuck at the door.

Ho Shao-ting's eyes were deep, his voice hoarse beyond recognition: "Wen Man, let me in."

Wen Man stepped aside to let him in.

They really need to talk, the situation now, some things are still better said clearly.

Ho Shao-ting took a towel to wipe his face.

He wiped his hands and reached out to Wen Man.

This action was actually quite warm, but Wen Man remained indifferent. She said in a cool voice, "Just say what you want! These... are unnecessary."

Ho Shao-ting knew she was angry.

He had lived with her for a while and knew she could be a bit temperamental. Usually, it was just minor squabbles that would pass quickly, but this time was different. If he didn't explain himself and try to appease her, she would probably be angry for a long time.

He walked up to her and whispered, "I didn't want to see her. It was Uncle Joe who asked me to check on her. He said Qiao An wasn't doing well."

Wen Man listened blankly.

Ho Shao-ting gently stroked her face, "You are right to be angry. Qiao An threw my phone in the water, so I couldn't call you."

Wen Man lowered her eyes and smiled gently.

She looked up at him: "Ho Shaoting, are you explaining or fooling ghosts right now"

Ho Shao-ting frowned slightly.

A man of his standing wouldn't deign to explain himself to a woman, let alone lower himself.

Wen Man smiled again.

"Can't I really make a call"

"You just don't care enough!"

" Huo Shaoting... Qiao An has broken up with you. You still have family ties and childhood memories together. What do I, Wen Man, have That's right, I'm just the woman who sleeps with you."

……

Wen Man’s eyes turned red, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall.

For one person, it's not worth it!

"You're not!"

Ho Shao-ting's brows furrowed, he wanted to touch her.

Wen Man refused to let him touch her, she took a step back and looked at him.

She said softly yet firmly, "You're right. I'm not! Huo Shaoting, have you ever seen a woman who sleeps with someone also cook for them, iron their shirts, deliver their dry cleaning, and clean up after them"ed with some rather private documents belonging to Zhang Chongguang.Huo Xi gently flipped through it.By the end, her face had taken on a slightly pale hue.These files, while not necessarily crucial, a...