ng smiled faintly.He lit a cigarette and walked slowly upstairs, the background filled with alienation.Wen Man was still sad.Ho Zhen Dong patted her hand and said, "Bear with it for now!"Wen Man humme...In two days, Xiao Hoxi was discharged from the hospital.

Huo Zhendong hosted a family dinner, and since Lu Qian was still on a business trip in B city, he casually invited him. Unexpectedly, the man actually came...

Lu Qian brought a toy for ShuoShuo.

But little Shuoshuo wasn't close to him, and kept clinging to Huo Mingzhu's arms, her little face blushing with shyness!

Lu Qian was a little disappointed...

He looked at Huo Mingzhu, his eyes deep: "You should mention me more often, child. He's too unfamiliar with me!"

Mrs. Huo smiled faintly beside her: “It’s good that he’s everywhere! ShuoShuo is very well-behaved!”

Ho Zhendong was very generous and asked him to sit down and have a drink. Ho Shaoting also accompanied them.

Lu Qian is not stupid.

Ho Zhen Dong, this old bird, is very flexible. Even though he has children with both Mingzhu and his own son, he can still be courteous and friendly. This isn't just about giving Wen Man face; it's more about the resources in City C.

All that was just Lu Qian's signature and talking.

He was eager to make amends, naturally fulfilling any request. Moreover, at the dinner table, he was plied with alcohol by the father and son of the Huo family, and if one were to count carefully, it had been over ten years since he had gotten drunk...

Yes!

Who dares to get Mr. Lu drunk

He always had his secretary stand in for him at social gatherings, never drinking himself.

When Lu Qian was leaving, Wen Man saw him off to his car.

As she watched the car disappear, she returned to her own vehicle, where Huo Shaoting was waiting for her.

He stood beside the car, his head slightly raised as he smoked quietly, his posture noble and pleasing to the eye.

Wen Man walked up to him, smiling wryly and saying, "You two played a good game together! Uncle drank almost a jin!"

Ho Shaoting glanced at her, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Worried"

He pinched her cheeks: "Don't feel sorry for me! Not even your uncle can!"

Wen Man knew he was easily jealous, getting possessive over anyone who was close to him. She didn't hold it against him though. She opened the car door and invited him in: "Go home! Huo Xi will stay here tonight, we'll come pick her up tomorrow night!"

Huo Shaoting hooked her slender waist and murmured, "That was Dad and Mom's intention, they want us to have some alone time! Wen Man, shall we make a baby tonight"

Wen Man was speechless.

With the driver still in the car, he acted without restraint.

She whispered, "Ho Shao-ting, you're drunk!"

He pushed her into the car, and once inside he wasn't behaving himself. His gentle hand followed the lines of her legs, lifting her bare foot and gently kneading the back of her heel...

Wen Man felt her heart skip a beat.

In the dimly lit carriage, there was only the sound of each other's breathing and the pure masculine scent emanating from him.

She thought he was taking advantage of her.

But after a long time, he leaned against her shoulder and whispered, "Were you afraid last time when I was driving"

Her foot was injured, and it's very likely that it would have malfunctioned during braking, causing both her and the car to crash out… Even after so many days, Huo Shaoting still felt a little scared.

Wen Man's heart was filled with warmth.

She leaned her head over and kissed him on his high cheekbone: “I wasn’t thinking that much back then!”

Ho Shaoting put down her foot.

He leaned down, lying across her legs, gently holding her waist.

Wen Man had been with him for several years, and she had never seen him like this before, so vulnerable... She couldn't help but reach out and lightly stroke his sharp features. Huo Shaoting looked up at her.

At this moment, their emotions are so equal.

Wen Man had never been so bold. With the driver still in front, she couldn't help but kiss him.

She softly and gently took him over...

He couldn't help but pull her neck closer, deepening the kiss. With a driver in front, everything was clandestine and thrilling…

Their lips met with passion, and he murmured against hers, "Wen Man, you're a bad girl!"

Then do you like it

"Absolutely love it!"

……

The driver was in front, driving steadily, only the tips of his ears were slightly red!

Half an hour later, the car slowly drove into the villa.

Ho Shao-ting sat up and said seriously, "Drive the car into the garage!"

The driver hummed, "Yes, Mr. Huo!"

A black RV slowly drove into the underground parking lot. As soon as it stopped, the driver immediately jumped out of the car and ran away.

The dimly lit interior of the car,

The man kissed the woman, Wen Man sat in his arms, tilting her head back, her graceful neck drawing out a beautiful line. The man couldn't help but lean in for a kiss...

With frantic kisses, their clothes were in disarray.

Wen Man hugged him, lightly biting her red lips: "Back to the bedroom!"

He gently tugged at her auburn hair, leaned in and kissed her, his voice muffled: "I can't wait any longer, let's do this here first!"

……

Early in the morning, Wen Man woke up.

He Shao-ting was no longer in bed, the pillow beside him slightly indented, with a fresh rose lying on it.

Wen Man's whole body relaxed.

She recalled the craziness of last night, a sweetness lingered, especially with the kids away, she could lean against his pillow and savor it.

She blushed slightly, she hadn't expected to desire it so much.

Last night, when they were getting intimate, Huo Shaoting pressed her and teased her, "Wen Man, you're at this age now! How have you been these past three years...how did you handle thinking about me"

When Huo Shaoting did such things, he liked to say some filthy words.

Once Wen Man thought she would find it repulsive, but when he leaned against her neck and whispered, she felt something stirring within her!

Just as things were getting heated, the phone rang!

It was Ho Shao-ting calling. His voice was soft and gentle, like a whisper in her ear: "Wen Man, find me a file! Zhang's secretary will be here to pick it up in a while!"

Wen Man softly hummed in response.

He guessed she hadn't woken up yet, so his tone became gentler: "Does it hurt"

Wen Man's face flushed.

She naturally refused to answer: "I'm going to find the files!"

Ho Shao-ting was probably alone in his office, deliberately saying a couple of pretty explicit things to her. Wen Man couldn't take it anymore and hung up the phone directly.

After hanging up the phone, she threw on a robe and went into his study.

After finding the file, Wen Man was just about to leave when a piece of information caught her eye. The cover was a leather briefcase, looking like an investigative document.

Wen Man hesitated for a moment before opening it.

When she saw the contents of the file, she was surprised and slowly sat down in her office chair.

That document listed three characters—Zhang Chongguang!

Zhang Chongguang, panda blood!

Just then, the maid came upstairs and told her, "Madam, Mr. Zhang is here, he says he's come to pick up a file!"

Logically speaking, Wen Man had to go there herself. But looking at the marks on her body, she decided to have the servant give a message to Zhang's secretary and apologize on her behalf!

Downstairs, the servant handed the file to Zhang's secretary.

Zhang's secretary soon left by car.

Back in the Xiya Group's office, she handed the file to Huo Shaoting, but also felt a little puzzled. This document wasn't urgent, so why did Mr. Huo insist on her getting it today!

He Shaoting was in a classic black and white suit, sitting behind his desk, holding that file in his hand. He asked casually, “Did Wen Man say anything”

Jane the secretary looked at her CEO, he still had two obvious scratch marks on his neck, it seemed last night was quite stimulating.

She coughed lightly. "She didn't go downstairs!"

Also realizing this, Huo Shaoting gently waved his hand, signaling Zhang's secretary to leave.

After the door closed, he leaned back in the leather chair and turned gently, thinking to himself: Wen Man must have seen it!

What reaction will she have when she gets home tonightar.It hurts so much...But she didn't cry out, biting her lips tightly. All the color drained from her tiny, melon-shaped face. Lying on the small operating table, she looked at Ye Bai helplessly.Ye Ba...