r, let alone spoken to him.Ho Shaoting inexplicably felt a bit of jealousy!Wen Man finally moved, she opened the small fridge in the car and took out a can of ice cola with her hand... Huo Shaoting ju...Ms. Zhang was well-prepared.
She whispered, “In Italy, an antique collector snapped it up!”
Italy……
Ho Shao-ting's voice was calm: "Help me book the fastest flight to Italy, and all information about that collector, including family, friends, and company..."
Ms. Zhang nodded. "Okay, Mr. Huo, I'll send it to your email before we board."
That afternoon, Huo Shaoting flew to Italy...
He stayed in Italy for a week before flying back to the city.
By the time he returned, it was already March, with warm spring sunshine and blooming flowers.
He landed at 2 PM, the time difference hadn't flipped yet, but he really wanted to see Wen Man. According to Zhang's secretary, Wen Man was volunteering at a [nursing home] today.
Ho Shao-ting drove past.
Because he was in a remote location, he didn't arrive until 3:30.
He parked his car and walked into the blue-tiled, white-walled building. The sound of a piano drifted from within.
The next second, Huo Shaoting saw Wen Man.
Wen Man wore a white dress and sat in front of an old piano, playing attentively. She looked just as beautiful as the first time she played for him.
Ho Shao-ting gently clenched his fist, for a moment he heard the difference.
It's not that the piano doesn't sound good, but he felt Wen Man's strength was lacking, not as agile and forceful as before.
He thought, perhaps her foot wasn't fully healed.
At the sound of his voice, Wen Man's body stiffened.
But when she turned her head back, her expression was calm: "Mr. Huo" Polite and cordial, as if treating an ordinary acquaintance!
Huo Shaoting looked around.
Most were gray-haired old men, their eyes twinkling as they gazed at him.
He spoke in a low voice: "Could we speak privately for a few moments"
Last, Wen Man served him tea in the tea room.
A little house made of wood, with a large expanse of floor-to-ceiling windows, filled with many small flowers and plants.
Ho Shao-ting sat there with an air of nobility.
Wen Man poured him a cup of tea. She said nonchalantly, “There’s no coffee or red wine here, the best thing we have is red tea. Just make do.”
Huo Shaoting wasn't here for tea; he didn't care.
Wen Man sat opposite him.
Between each other, separated by the warmth of tea.
Ho Shaoting spoke first: “How are you doing”
Wen Man lowered her head and sipped the red tea delicately. After a long while, she murmured softly, "Not bad! Quite good!"
Ho Shao-ting took out a letter from his pocket.
Wen Man recognized it, this was the invitation letter to the French Music Academy she had gone to. She remembered losing it, how could it be in Huo Shaoting's hands
Huo Shaoting's long fingers gently tapped.
He looked at Wen Man: "Are you still going to France I just heard you play the piano. Is your foot not well"
Wen Man's fingers lightly touched her own leg.
There... it can't get any better!
This relationship left her with nothing but wounds on her feet.
She can no longer be a top pianist, she doesn't need to go to France anymore, and she won't be able to drive in the future... This is the price to pay.
He was unharmed.
Wen Man didn't complain, she still smiled faintly: "Thank you for your concern! I think I won't go again."
She said it lightly.
However, Huo Shaoting's heart was aching with a dull pain.
Wen Man said, it's not that she doesn't want everything!
But now he wants to give her everything, she... doesn't want it!
Ho Shao-ting didn't ask any further, every additional word would be an overstep. He slowly finished a cup of red tea and watched the sunset, then said softly, "I'll send you home."
He added, "Your car is still at the repair shop, not in good condition. I'll buy you a new one!"
Wen Man's fingers clenched the delicate porcelain cup.
She suppressed herself hard, so as not to lose her composure.
She looked at Huo Shaoting and smiled faintly, "Mr. Huo, we're breaking up! I've taken the breakup fee, moved all my things out, and your things should have been counted by Zhang's secretary too. We... are clear on money and goods!"
"That BMW, I don't want it!"
"As for your new car, I don't want it either!"
……
Wen Man got up and opened the small wooden door.
She said politely and quietly, "I still have classes in a while, Mr. Huo, you should leave! In the future... there's no need to see each other again."
She is chasing him!
Huo Shaoting had deep, piercing eyes.
He looked at Wen Man, and on this face he could hardly find the trace of the affection he had once felt.
The woman before him, was she the Wen Man who had boldly sat in his arms, kissed him and begged for another kiss Was she the Wen Man who blushed at his sight, and became lost in adoration whenever he touched her
She withdrew all her feelings, completely and utterly.
Ho Shao-ting discovered that the one who was truly spoiled by honey was actually him.
Wen Man left, he was still there...
At this moment, Huo Shaoting suddenly thought of Gu Changqing. When Gu Changqing had a sudden realization and regretted his actions, wasn't he feeling the same way
*
In two days, Huo Shaoting really met Gu Changqing.
A social gathering, conveniently located in a high-end private room at a club in Lan Kwai Fong.
Gu Changqing exhaled smoke rings slowly, eyeing Huo Shaoting. He had been suppressed everywhere for a long time, and it was rare to see Huo Shaoting downcast. He couldn't help but want to be spiteful!
Gu Changqing diligently poured wine for Huo Shaoting!
"Brother, are you in a bad mood"
Ho Shaoting finished his brandy in one gulp. "I'm fine!"
Gu Changqing smiled gently, moved over a bit, and then took out his phone to bring up a photo from his album.
She is 22-year-old Wen Man.
She was asleep at the table, looking younger than she does now, and the decor wasn't homey.
Ho Shao-ting narrowed his eyes.
Gu Changqing, with a cigarette in one hand, said enthusiastically: "She used to cook for me and wait up for me at night! So it's nothing special that we come and go. Soon she'll forget you and fall in love with Jiang Rui. She'll cook for him, button his collar, and even... get married!"
Gu Changqing smiled gently: "You know Jiang Rui is close to her, right"
Huo Shaoting directly started fighting Gu Changqing!
The private room was full of important people, and we witnessed a fierce fight right there. Wow, wow, wow. Usually so dignified and cold Mr. Huo, when he got his hands dirty, was really brutal!
Gu Changqing often frequented women, but his physical strength was inferior to Huo Shaoting's. He was beaten quite badly.
Jingchen is here too.
He was enjoying the spectacle, but pretended to stop Gu Changqing, saying as he did so, "Oh dear, why do you do this You know he's unhappy, and yet you insist on stabbing him in the heart!"
Gu Changqing must have had too much to drink.
He sneered coldly: " Huo Shaoting, this is your retribution! I may be scum, I may have wronged Wen Man, but I truly love her! If she says a word, I can abandon everything right now. Even if you kill me, I want to be with her. But what about you For some worthless thing, you can hurt her like that!"
Jingchen dared not listen and sincerely advised, "You've had too much to drink, say less!"
Gu Changqing couldn't help but speak his mind.
He wiped the blood from his lips and said fiercely, "Every time you go to see Qiao An, have you ever thought of Wen Man I really don't know how someone with her temperament would agree to go to France with Huo Zhen Dong! Well, now she's got her head straight... You fool, I'm just watching you get unlucky now!"
Gu Changqing was about to step forward and fight again.
The onlookers were pulling him back, but seeing that Huo Shaoting was also interested in this, they simply stopped and let them fight it out, throwing away face for once...if it had broken the previous beauty.He quickly strode a few steps, pushing her onto the sofa. He leaned down, half-crouching, and pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, flinging it onto her fac...
