Chapter 354, Mrs. Huo, Are You Feeling Unwell?

said.He wanted to explain.Wen Man stopped him: "Don't come here! Huo Shaoting... don't come here!"She picked up the file and handed it to him.She whispered, "Zhang's secretary's child is sick, and she...She was surprised, and there was a hint of joy in her eyes.

Ho Shaoting stood outside the car, gazing at her, watching her smile brightly.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Do you like it"

Wen Man's face was almost buried in the roses, her voice unusually sweet and alluring: "I like it."

No woman dislikes receiving flowers from a man.

Ho Shao-ting smiled faintly.

He closed the car door and, with a flourish, walked around to the other side to get in... The black sports car pulled away slowly, its body gleaming like a shooting star under the streetlights.

At the hotel entrance, Gu Xiguang stood quietly for a long time.

……

In the car, Huo Shaoting put on some soothing music.

Wen Man had finished a glass of champagne, feeling very relaxed. She leaned back in her chair, feeling a little tipsy.

The crossroad ahead just turned red.

Ho Shao-ting stopped the car and turned to her, "Home or the apartment"

Wen Man, be a little more sober.

She buried her face in the roses, whispering softly, "Anywhere will do If anywhere will do, I want to go to a hotel."

The atmosphere is tense.

Huo Shaoting stared at her.

Then, after a barely audible sound, he unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over. Wen Man raised her eyes to speak, but he had already slid into her rosy lips, kissing her deeply and lightly.

After a long time, he finally raised his head.

Ho Shaoting's voice was hoarse beyond recognition: "Wen Man, do you know what you're saying"

Wen Man held a flower in one hand and hugged his neck with the other.

Want to push away, yet seem to want to draw closer.

After that, a piercing horn blared!

He Shaoting fastened his seatbelt, his Adam's apple rolling sexily as he said, "Then to the hotel!"

It had been a long time since Wen Man had taken the initiative to seduce him, so Huo Shaoting was particularly excited. He drove the car to the nearest five-star hotel and checked in at the fastest speed.

Before she could even step into the presidential suite, Wen Man was pinned against the door by him.

He had been repressing himself for a long time, and was more rough than usual.

Once is not enough.

He carried her into the master bedroom and tossed her onto the bed, her haute couture gown falling to the carpet along with the white roses he had sent, scattered across the purple silk.

The bedroom is hot with passion.

They didn't finish until the early hours of the morning.

Ho Shaoting held Wen Man close, kissing her. He was utterly content, from his body to his soul.

"What's wrong tonight" he murmured in her ear.

Wen Man was drenched in sweat, lying on his shoulder and saying softly, "I probably had a little too much champagne!"

Ho Shaoting lowered his head and kissed her again.

In fact, they both remember that they didn't take precautions tonight.

But no one thought of making amends!

As the weather approached early winter, nestled in such a warm embrace, Wen Man suddenly didn't feel like moving.

Ho Shao-ting is the same.

After a long time, Wen Man softly said, "Get up! It's time to go home!"

Ho Shao-ting leaned in and kissed her on the cheek, feigning displeasure: "Having a child means everything's inconvenient! If we didn't have to worry about him, we could cuddle up and sleep till morning. It would be so much more enjoyable... unlike now where I have to go home halfway through the night."

Although he said that, he still helped Wen Man put on her clothes.

Her gown wouldn't fit, so he put his shirt on her.

Last is his coat.

And he wore a gray sweater, which thankfully wasn't too out of place.

He took Wen Man to the first-floor lobby to check out. It was already 1:30 am. The front desk clerk recognized them and, with a knowing glance, didn't ask too many questions. She quickly checked them out and smiled, saying, "Welcome back Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo."

Wen Man felt a little embarrassed.

Ho Shao-ting was thick-skinned. When he took the invoice, he casually asked, "Can I get a membership card Is there a discount for next time"

The front desk clerk took care of him right away.

Upon getting into the car, Wen Man couldn't help but say, "There won't be a next time!"

Huo Shaoting put the membership card into the storage cabinet, straightened his sweater, and then glared at Wen Man: "Madam Huo, are you feeling unwell I feel great!"

Wen Man's face was slightly flushed, and she didn't want to discuss this topic with him anymore.

Ho Shao-ting slowly started the car.

Wen Man was just about to close her eyes for a rest, but she accidentally saw a red sports car in the distance. A woman was sitting inside, looking at them with an expressionless face.

Black long hair, a gaunt face.

Looks very much like a tangerine.

Wen Man felt a chill run down her spine. She quickly sat up straight, trying to get a better look, but the red sports car had already turned the corner and driven away in another direction.

He Shaoting noticed her emotion and asked softly, "What's wrong"

Wen Man was shaken to her core.

She leaned back against the chair and spoke softly, "I think I saw Ding Cheng! Shaoting, what would she be doing here in the middle of the night Could she be following us on purpose"

Ho Shaoting frowned.

He gently patted her hand and said, "I'll have someone check the security footage tomorrow!"

Wen Man hummed in response, but her mind was far from at ease. She remained uneasy until she got home. Huo Shaoting made her some hot milk, which helped her feel a little better.

The lights were dim.

Wen Man leaned against the headboard, looking a little weak.

Huo Shaoting gently patted her head and whispered, "I'll call to check the monitor right now. Don't worry, okay"

He let her sleep first and went to his study.

Ho Shaoting used his connections and got the surveillance footage from the hotel parking lot within half an hour. The footage showed a woman in the red sports car, but it wasn't Ding Cheng.

He Shao-ting read it over several times.

He thanked the person: "Thanks, Bureau Chief Hao! I'll treat you to a meal next time!"

The other party was polite for a few sentences.

Ho Shaoting returned to the bedroom and saw that Wen Man was still awake. He went over and patted her head: "I checked, it's not Ding Cheng! It's just that the clothing style is a bit similar."

Wen Man's face was pressed against his palm, a faint smile on her lips.

She thought, perhaps she was just too tense.

It was late, and she had fallen asleep.

She had another nightmare, and once again dreamt of Gu Changqing.

A seemingly endless road stretched before them, its lights dim and flickering. Gu Changqing's car had been crushed by a sand-hauling truck, leaving it dented and mangled. From the window, he could be seen covered in blood, unable to move. However, clutched tightly in his hand was an amulet of peace.

It emitted a faint green glow in the darkness.

Wen Man walked over gently.

A white silk nightgown, starkly contrasted with the blood on Gu Changqing's body.

He was still conscious, his head tilted back as he looked at her silently. He reached out towards her: "Wen Man!"

Wen Man crouched down.

Her fingers trembled as they touched his body, still warm to the touch.

"I'll call an ambulance for you!"

She heard the panic in her own voice.

Gu Changqing remained still, his face etched with sorrow. He told her, "It's too late, Wen Man! It's far too late!"

Wen Man took his hand.

Even though she hated him, she didn't want him to die.

She began dragging him out of the car, her voice even more frantic: "Gu Changqing, hold on, take yourself and leave..."Wen Man and even put his arm around her shoulder, demanding in a senior's tone that the media take more pictures."It's a rare occasion to award the younger generation at home! I'm so happy!""I want to...